WHAT WOULD THEY DO FOR A KLONDIKE BAR?
*** FINAL EPISODE PART ONE ***
*** NO DINGOS WERE HARMED IN THE WRITING OF THIS FAN-FIC! ***
*** And I Don't Own Any Of The Characters! ***
Doko: Well this is the last episode of WHAT WOULD THEY DO FOR A KLONDIKE BAR... but this should be the best of all!
Mob of angry reviewers: NO MORE AUTHOR INSERITONS!!!
Doko: OK ok... umm, who to host the last one... humm... err...
(3 hours later...)
Doko: err... uhhh.....
Mob of reviewers: HURRY UP
Doko: OK, all right... how about... Metal Gear Rex!
Mob of reviewers: NO... it's a machine!
Doko: Alright then how about... Big Boss!
Mob of reviewers: NO... He's dead!
Doko: ... [Persistent aren't they] well, how about you, the mob of reviewers, host it?
Mob of reviewers: Does it pay?
Doko: A little...
Mob of reviewers: ... How much?
Doko: That's for me to know, and you to find out!
Mob of reviewers: ...Tell us Doko! So we can hurry up and get this over with.
Doko: Alright, alright... it pays $5.00 a
Mob of reviewers: Hour?
Doko: No... $5.00 a
Mob of reviewers: Day?
Doko: OK will you quit interrupting me for 1 second and let me finish!
Mob of reviewers: OK ,ok... just tell us!
Doko: It pays $5.00 a Minute!
Mob of reviewers: Jesus... Saves, that's a lot! No wonder you stall so much!
Doko: Duh, I'm not filthy stinking rich for no reason!
Random Reviewer #1: The only thing filthy about him is his
Doko: I heard that! (shoots Random Reviewer #1) umm whoops... kind of lost my temper there didn't I... well do yall wanna host it or not?
Mob of reviewers: Well considering you just shot one of us... all right well do it!
Doko: YES... ok you all take over, while I go home and watch MXC!
Another Random Reviewer: But I wanna watch MXC!!!
Doko: To bad MUHAHAHAHAHAHA.... * cough * * cough * ...Ahem... MUHAHAHAH!!!!
Doko walks stage giggling.
Leader of the Mob of reviewers: Ok let's get to it! So who's our first sucker... umm... contestant? Come on don't be shy you little farts!
Rest of reviewers: Farts!?! Nvm that... lets see, Raiden is in a mental ward... Ocelot is dead, we think... Solidus refuses to answer his phone... Snake is on vacation in Siberia...
Leader of the Mob of reviewers: Alright people, lets use our combined brain power to think! Who's not dead or in a mental ward?
Rest of reviewers: umm...?
Leader of the Mob of reviewers: He's a scientist!
Rest of reviewers: ???
Leader of the Mob of reviewers: First name is Hal!
Rest of reviewers: ???
Leader of the Mob of reviewers: He also goes by Otacon!
Rest of reviewers: ??? Still no idea Leader of the Mob of reviewers... By the way, what's your real name? You can't just go by Leader of the Mob of reviewers!
Leader of the Mob of reviewers: For your information its John, John Johnson. The author was on a caffeine high when he thought me up so mind my odd name!
Rest of reviewers: Umm... anyway, HI JOHN!
John: Umm... hi...well moving on, since you guys have no earthly idea who Otacon is, lets bring back Snake, the only person to ever answer the question!
Rest of reviewers: But he's on vacation!
John: Not for long... (John whips out his cell phone, dials Snakes number)
** Ring ** ** Ring ** ** Ring **
Snake: Umm hello?
John: Hello Solid Snake, im here on the set of What Would They Do For A Klondike Bar, and I was wondering if
Snake: Wait a sec, I was already on that show!
John: But since you're the only person to ever answer the queston, were asking you to return!
Snake: Sorry but no, me and Meryl are on vacation
John: (whispers into phone "Ill Cut You 15% Of My Pay")
Snake: Ill be right over!!!
John: That takes care of that he he he...
A huge ball of light appears above the stage, Snake and Meryl drop out of it, Snake is wearing a Hawaian shirt over his sneaking suit, Meryl is wearing 3 layers of wool coats)
John: What the hell!
Meryl: Its us, its us! We used snakes magic toilet seat to get here.
John: OH NO, Snake landed on his head, you know what this means!
Meryl: Oh shmit!
Snake: Jimmy had corn on his squirrel!!! 7! COOKIES!!
John: Oh great, umm, (picks up a brick) you know what to do with this Meryl!
Meryl: Yep
Snake: Don't Star 69 a paramedic, they might not give me an enema! 43 with sugar on top!
Meryl: This will hurt you more than it hurts me Snake! (Meryl proceeds to twak Snake across the head with the brick, thus snapping him back to reality)
Snake: Uhh... what happened? OH I fell on my head didn't I, sorry!
*** Twak *** *** Twak *** *** Twak ***
Snake: Im ok now! You can stop Mery!!!
*** Twak *** *** Twak *** *** Twak ***
Snake: Ahh stop!! My ever so beautiful scalp! Your ruining it!
Meryl: OH sorry Snake, well are you ok?
Snake: Yeah, yeah, ok ask the question!
John: Ok Solid Snake, what would do AGAIN for a Klondike Bar?
CONTINUED IN PART 2
*** FINAL EPISODE PART ONE ***
*** NO DINGOS WERE HARMED IN THE WRITING OF THIS FAN-FIC! ***
*** And I Don't Own Any Of The Characters! ***
Doko: Well this is the last episode of WHAT WOULD THEY DO FOR A KLONDIKE BAR... but this should be the best of all!
Mob of angry reviewers: NO MORE AUTHOR INSERITONS!!!
Doko: OK ok... umm, who to host the last one... humm... err...
(3 hours later...)
Doko: err... uhhh.....
Mob of reviewers: HURRY UP
Doko: OK, all right... how about... Metal Gear Rex!
Mob of reviewers: NO... it's a machine!
Doko: Alright then how about... Big Boss!
Mob of reviewers: NO... He's dead!
Doko: ... [Persistent aren't they] well, how about you, the mob of reviewers, host it?
Mob of reviewers: Does it pay?
Doko: A little...
Mob of reviewers: ... How much?
Doko: That's for me to know, and you to find out!
Mob of reviewers: ...Tell us Doko! So we can hurry up and get this over with.
Doko: Alright, alright... it pays $5.00 a
Mob of reviewers: Hour?
Doko: No... $5.00 a
Mob of reviewers: Day?
Doko: OK will you quit interrupting me for 1 second and let me finish!
Mob of reviewers: OK ,ok... just tell us!
Doko: It pays $5.00 a Minute!
Mob of reviewers: Jesus... Saves, that's a lot! No wonder you stall so much!
Doko: Duh, I'm not filthy stinking rich for no reason!
Random Reviewer #1: The only thing filthy about him is his
Doko: I heard that! (shoots Random Reviewer #1) umm whoops... kind of lost my temper there didn't I... well do yall wanna host it or not?
Mob of reviewers: Well considering you just shot one of us... all right well do it!
Doko: YES... ok you all take over, while I go home and watch MXC!
Another Random Reviewer: But I wanna watch MXC!!!
Doko: To bad MUHAHAHAHAHAHA.... * cough * * cough * ...Ahem... MUHAHAHAH!!!!
Doko walks stage giggling.
Leader of the Mob of reviewers: Ok let's get to it! So who's our first sucker... umm... contestant? Come on don't be shy you little farts!
Rest of reviewers: Farts!?! Nvm that... lets see, Raiden is in a mental ward... Ocelot is dead, we think... Solidus refuses to answer his phone... Snake is on vacation in Siberia...
Leader of the Mob of reviewers: Alright people, lets use our combined brain power to think! Who's not dead or in a mental ward?
Rest of reviewers: umm...?
Leader of the Mob of reviewers: He's a scientist!
Rest of reviewers: ???
Leader of the Mob of reviewers: First name is Hal!
Rest of reviewers: ???
Leader of the Mob of reviewers: He also goes by Otacon!
Rest of reviewers: ??? Still no idea Leader of the Mob of reviewers... By the way, what's your real name? You can't just go by Leader of the Mob of reviewers!
Leader of the Mob of reviewers: For your information its John, John Johnson. The author was on a caffeine high when he thought me up so mind my odd name!
Rest of reviewers: Umm... anyway, HI JOHN!
John: Umm... hi...well moving on, since you guys have no earthly idea who Otacon is, lets bring back Snake, the only person to ever answer the question!
Rest of reviewers: But he's on vacation!
John: Not for long... (John whips out his cell phone, dials Snakes number)
** Ring ** ** Ring ** ** Ring **
Snake: Umm hello?
John: Hello Solid Snake, im here on the set of What Would They Do For A Klondike Bar, and I was wondering if
Snake: Wait a sec, I was already on that show!
John: But since you're the only person to ever answer the queston, were asking you to return!
Snake: Sorry but no, me and Meryl are on vacation
John: (whispers into phone "Ill Cut You 15% Of My Pay")
Snake: Ill be right over!!!
John: That takes care of that he he he...
A huge ball of light appears above the stage, Snake and Meryl drop out of it, Snake is wearing a Hawaian shirt over his sneaking suit, Meryl is wearing 3 layers of wool coats)
John: What the hell!
Meryl: Its us, its us! We used snakes magic toilet seat to get here.
John: OH NO, Snake landed on his head, you know what this means!
Meryl: Oh shmit!
Snake: Jimmy had corn on his squirrel!!! 7! COOKIES!!
John: Oh great, umm, (picks up a brick) you know what to do with this Meryl!
Meryl: Yep
Snake: Don't Star 69 a paramedic, they might not give me an enema! 43 with sugar on top!
Meryl: This will hurt you more than it hurts me Snake! (Meryl proceeds to twak Snake across the head with the brick, thus snapping him back to reality)
Snake: Uhh... what happened? OH I fell on my head didn't I, sorry!
*** Twak *** *** Twak *** *** Twak ***
Snake: Im ok now! You can stop Mery!!!
*** Twak *** *** Twak *** *** Twak ***
Snake: Ahh stop!! My ever so beautiful scalp! Your ruining it!
Meryl: OH sorry Snake, well are you ok?
Snake: Yeah, yeah, ok ask the question!
John: Ok Solid Snake, what would do AGAIN for a Klondike Bar?
CONTINUED IN PART 2