Um.. hi. I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. If I did, Mokuba wouldn't always be
getting hurt.
*sound* ~Place or time~ _____Long Pause____ # thought # =action= % flashback % -information (Me talking)
WARNING: This story is the product of complete and utter boredom. If anyone already did something like this, I didn't steal your idea! At first, it was going to be about ( extraordinarily drunk) Vash and Wolfwood, but I changed it to Joey and Tristan. And the old thing is just a bunch of jokes my friend told me.
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-Joey and Tristan at most possible HIGH STUPIDITY LEVEL.
Joey: WELCOME TO THE JOEY AND TRISTAN SHOW!
Tristan: with.
Joey: JOEY!
Tristan: AND TRISTAN!
Joey: AND MY RUBBER DUCKY!
Tristan: TODAY'S TOPIC IS OLD PEOPLE!
(old people are creepy)
Joey: and my rubber ducky.
(ERNIE IMPERSONATOR!)
-Godrina_of_the_Cyborgs does not own sesame street, and does not want to, because Kermit is a serial killer!
Tristan: Why do you have a rubber ducky anyway?
Joey: My grandma gave it to me.
Tristan: Really?
Joey: yeah.
Tristan: where does your grandma live?
Joey: In Florida.
Tristan: why Florida?
Joey: Because everybody's grandma lives in Florida.
( my grandma doesn't live in Florida.)
Tristan: How old is she?
Joey: I don't know. But she has a single digit social security number.
Tristan: THAT IS OLD!
(eew.)
Joey: She's old, but I think my History teacher is older.
Tristan: How do you know?
Joey: Well, when she talks about Caesar's rule, it seems so real because she was there.
(that IS old. Are you sure she's human?)
Tristan: wow.
Joey: so, what about you? You know any super-old people?
Tristan: Well, there's this old guy who lives next door to me, and he's so creepy. He won't let us get a baseball if it goes into his yard. He must have so many baseballs now, he could make a fortune selling them all.
Joey: Oh, that old geezer with the giant fence?
Tristan: that's him.
Joey: I wonder what he does with them all.. =envisions the old guy selling the baseballs to Nazis to make care bears=
(Whoa, there)
-Godrina_of_the_Cyborgs does not own care bears, and does not want to because she is afraid of them.
Tristan: and then there's Ms. Chitler. She calls all the kids little nuisances, and complains about her ex-husband to everyone. He was a Nazi. WHO CARES? I've got 500 dollars, and a good attorney.
Joey: Who's your attorney?
Tristan: MY GRANDMA!
Joey: your Grandma?
Tristan: Yeah. She never went to law school. But she's damn good at fighting. =envisions old lady beating up a bunch of guys in a courtroom.=
(scary, isn't it?)
Joey: Scary, isn't it?
(That's what I just said!)
Tristan: yeah, it is scary. Even scarier is what happens when she loses her dentures. =envisions the same old lady beating up people on the street=
(what did that have to do with anything?)
Joey: you know, we're reaching our word limit.
Tristan: word limit?
Joey: yeah, Godrina said we can only have a certain amount of words per chapter.
Tristan: who the heck is Godrina?
Joey: =points to the sky= the authoress writes everything we say or do.
Tristan: I don't see any words up there.
(what a pair of dimwits.)
Joey: that's because she doesn't put them in the sky!
(I can make them say or do anything I want them to.. It's a big responsibility, really. )
=watermelons drop out of the sky and land on Joey and Tristan's heads=
Joey & Tristan: @_@
Joey: and that.. my friends, concludes this episode of the Joey and Tristan Show!
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Did you like it? PLEASE REVIEW!!!!! Flames will be used to burn down my school. (YEAH BURN, BABY! BURN!!!!) PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE REVIEW! AS SOON AS I GET 10 REVIEWS, I WILL CONTINUE THIS STORY OF HAPPY INSANITY! IF I DON'T, THEN THIS IS A ONE CHAPTER STORY!
*sound* ~Place or time~ _____Long Pause____ # thought # =action= % flashback % -information (Me talking)
WARNING: This story is the product of complete and utter boredom. If anyone already did something like this, I didn't steal your idea! At first, it was going to be about ( extraordinarily drunk) Vash and Wolfwood, but I changed it to Joey and Tristan. And the old thing is just a bunch of jokes my friend told me.
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-Joey and Tristan at most possible HIGH STUPIDITY LEVEL.
Joey: WELCOME TO THE JOEY AND TRISTAN SHOW!
Tristan: with.
Joey: JOEY!
Tristan: AND TRISTAN!
Joey: AND MY RUBBER DUCKY!
Tristan: TODAY'S TOPIC IS OLD PEOPLE!
(old people are creepy)
Joey: and my rubber ducky.
(ERNIE IMPERSONATOR!)
-Godrina_of_the_Cyborgs does not own sesame street, and does not want to, because Kermit is a serial killer!
Tristan: Why do you have a rubber ducky anyway?
Joey: My grandma gave it to me.
Tristan: Really?
Joey: yeah.
Tristan: where does your grandma live?
Joey: In Florida.
Tristan: why Florida?
Joey: Because everybody's grandma lives in Florida.
( my grandma doesn't live in Florida.)
Tristan: How old is she?
Joey: I don't know. But she has a single digit social security number.
Tristan: THAT IS OLD!
(eew.)
Joey: She's old, but I think my History teacher is older.
Tristan: How do you know?
Joey: Well, when she talks about Caesar's rule, it seems so real because she was there.
(that IS old. Are you sure she's human?)
Tristan: wow.
Joey: so, what about you? You know any super-old people?
Tristan: Well, there's this old guy who lives next door to me, and he's so creepy. He won't let us get a baseball if it goes into his yard. He must have so many baseballs now, he could make a fortune selling them all.
Joey: Oh, that old geezer with the giant fence?
Tristan: that's him.
Joey: I wonder what he does with them all.. =envisions the old guy selling the baseballs to Nazis to make care bears=
(Whoa, there)
-Godrina_of_the_Cyborgs does not own care bears, and does not want to because she is afraid of them.
Tristan: and then there's Ms. Chitler. She calls all the kids little nuisances, and complains about her ex-husband to everyone. He was a Nazi. WHO CARES? I've got 500 dollars, and a good attorney.
Joey: Who's your attorney?
Tristan: MY GRANDMA!
Joey: your Grandma?
Tristan: Yeah. She never went to law school. But she's damn good at fighting. =envisions old lady beating up a bunch of guys in a courtroom.=
(scary, isn't it?)
Joey: Scary, isn't it?
(That's what I just said!)
Tristan: yeah, it is scary. Even scarier is what happens when she loses her dentures. =envisions the same old lady beating up people on the street=
(what did that have to do with anything?)
Joey: you know, we're reaching our word limit.
Tristan: word limit?
Joey: yeah, Godrina said we can only have a certain amount of words per chapter.
Tristan: who the heck is Godrina?
Joey: =points to the sky= the authoress writes everything we say or do.
Tristan: I don't see any words up there.
(what a pair of dimwits.)
Joey: that's because she doesn't put them in the sky!
(I can make them say or do anything I want them to.. It's a big responsibility, really. )
=watermelons drop out of the sky and land on Joey and Tristan's heads=
Joey & Tristan: @_@
Joey: and that.. my friends, concludes this episode of the Joey and Tristan Show!
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~*~*~*~*~
Did you like it? PLEASE REVIEW!!!!! Flames will be used to burn down my school. (YEAH BURN, BABY! BURN!!!!) PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE REVIEW! AS SOON AS I GET 10 REVIEWS, I WILL CONTINUE THIS STORY OF HAPPY INSANITY! IF I DON'T, THEN THIS IS A ONE CHAPTER STORY!