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Chapter 5:Technical Foul
George: -Reading bulletin board- GOD NO!
Heartless: -Jumps up behind him- JESUS YES!
George: Do I really have to sing that?
Heartless: Yeah. It'll be fun. You, Marie, and Chibodee singing together in stupid voices and costumes.
George: Why me?
Heartless: Because I could see you singing it.
George: HEY!
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George: -Wearing stupid looking cloths- I feel like a retard.
Heartless: You look like one too. Start the music! And don't forget to sing in really dumb voices.
-Music starts-
George: -In dumb voice- If you come in from the street with dirty shoes on your feet, that's a Technical Foul. If you switch the radio to some loud music show, that's a Technical Foul. If you don't shut the door after using the 'frigerator, that's a Technical Foul. A Technical Foul.
Heartless: -Snickers-
George: If you touch the thermostat
Marie: You'll get hit with a bat
George: Cuz that's a Technical Foul
Marie: You'll feel my wrath
George: If your hair clogs the drain
Marie: You'll know the meaning of pain
George: Cuz that's a Technical Foul
Marie: I'll show you no mercy
Chibodee: -In normal singing voice- This is such bullshit
George: In this house we say, "bull spit" or it's a Technical Foul
George and Marie: A Technical Foul
Chibodee: Let me get this straight you expect me to entire lifestyle in one nice cuz you guys are a couple of psychotic control freaks?
George: Hey, I'm not a psychotic control freak!
Heartless: No, but you're psychotic. Keep going.
Chibodee: Let me run a few questions by you so I don't screw up accidentally.
If I don't spray Lysol after moving a bowl,
George: That's a Technical Foul
Chibodee: Okay, if I decide to wash my ass with you monogram towel,
George: That's a Technical Foul
Chibodee: If I make fun of your crazy feeties or give sugar cookies to miss diabetes,
George: That's not only a Technical Foul, but possibly a homicide
Chibodee: Can I sleep past 3?
George: If you do you'll get a tee
Chibodee: Take a whizz in those flowers?
George: I'll say hit the showers
Chibodee: Use this horn as a bong?
George: Audios Tommy Chong
Chibodee: Make some long distance calls,
Marie: You'll get a kick in the balls
Chibodee: Can I walk around with my morning erection?
George: If you want an automatic ejection cuz that's a Technical Foul
Marie: But I'd like to see it anyway.
Chibodee: -Looks at her-
Marie: Just kidding
George: -stares at her-
Marie: -Looks at George- Really, I'm kidding
George: There are certain rules which apply in ones life with your sister, friends or imaginary wife.
Chibodee: I can't believe I haven't killed myself
here with witch Magee and the furry elf. She's neurotic and he's a troll. How did I get stuck in this shit hole? Guess I'll have to deal with your demands but please don't touch me with your alien hands.
Marie: They took my wig. I remember the look in their eyes. Why, oh why, won't someone retrieve my wig, wig, wig?
Chibodee: I got no right to prowl
George: But your search is on the town
Marie: Without my wig I look like an owl
Chibodee: You wear a wig?
George: Don't laugh at her, or it's a Technical Foul
All: A Technical Foul, a Technical Foul, a Technical Foul, a Technical Foul, a Technical Foul
-Music stops-
George: I am not doing that again! You can't make me!
Heartless: You had fun and you know it!
George: ………………
Heartless: Yeah, that's what I thought.
I couldn't think of anything else. I got this idea so I wrote it down.