Super Stoner
&
Bong Boy
Disclaimer- Neither the author nor the beta-reader/editor-dude (Col. Ketchup) support drugs (other than caffeine or Dr. Prescribed) or are against anti-drug movements... Well, except for the really annoying ones (like on South Park).
Chapter 3- The Master of evil... Well, kinda... maybe...
OK ladies and gents, now for the evil doctor of death who tries to beat our hero, but just can't do it.
"Hello boys and girls, how are we today?" Asked the schools resident anti-drug speaker.
"Fine Dr. D.A.R.E." (A/N: D.A.R.E.= Drug Abuse Resistence Education) Beamed the class.
"Hey Dr. D.A.R.E., where were all those noises coming from?" Asked a little girl.
"Those children, are noises of the crack heads." replied Dr. D.A.R.E.
The only bad things about this guy were his high pitch voice, and the fact that he hated drugs in every way, shape, and form. Even the good ones, Mmm'kay?
Nada, who sits in the back of the class, not as Super-Stoner, and asks "Dude, what the crap are you smokin'?" The doctor looks like he's going to explode.
"First of all young man, 'crap' is not a proper word in school, Mmm'kay, second, I don't smoke anything because I'm a Dr. of D.A.R.E., hence the name Dr. D.A.R.E."
Nada looks at the doc and says, "Dude, you need to mellow out, do some weed or somethin'." This however, just makes Dr. D.A.R.E. red hot with rage.
"I never!" Spat Dr. D.A.R.E. "You, young man, will not give me that, and shall have 200 hours of community service for your disrespect and drug usage!" Though that didn't settle to well with Nada.
"Dude, you have to be my enemy from now on, 'cause you suck!"
&
Bong Boy
Disclaimer- Neither the author nor the beta-reader/editor-dude (Col. Ketchup) support drugs (other than caffeine or Dr. Prescribed) or are against anti-drug movements... Well, except for the really annoying ones (like on South Park).
Chapter 3- The Master of evil... Well, kinda... maybe...
OK ladies and gents, now for the evil doctor of death who tries to beat our hero, but just can't do it.
"Hello boys and girls, how are we today?" Asked the schools resident anti-drug speaker.
"Fine Dr. D.A.R.E." (A/N: D.A.R.E.= Drug Abuse Resistence Education) Beamed the class.
"Hey Dr. D.A.R.E., where were all those noises coming from?" Asked a little girl.
"Those children, are noises of the crack heads." replied Dr. D.A.R.E.
The only bad things about this guy were his high pitch voice, and the fact that he hated drugs in every way, shape, and form. Even the good ones, Mmm'kay?
Nada, who sits in the back of the class, not as Super-Stoner, and asks "Dude, what the crap are you smokin'?" The doctor looks like he's going to explode.
"First of all young man, 'crap' is not a proper word in school, Mmm'kay, second, I don't smoke anything because I'm a Dr. of D.A.R.E., hence the name Dr. D.A.R.E."
Nada looks at the doc and says, "Dude, you need to mellow out, do some weed or somethin'." This however, just makes Dr. D.A.R.E. red hot with rage.
"I never!" Spat Dr. D.A.R.E. "You, young man, will not give me that, and shall have 200 hours of community service for your disrespect and drug usage!" Though that didn't settle to well with Nada.
"Dude, you have to be my enemy from now on, 'cause you suck!"