Project 59 by Bonez aka HappyNoodleGurl
Chapter 23
**I DO NOT OWN the quote from Super Troopers**
Gir lazily switched the channels on the T.V. multiple times, until the Krazy Taco man appeared on the screen. Tongue rolling out, he watched the man beat the floor. "Whoo! Boy am I craaaaazy! Just like our NEW taco salad! Whoo!" The robot jumped off the couch onto the floor and rolled around. "TAAAAAACO! MUST OBEY THE TACOOOOO MOOSE!"
Getting up, he ran towards the door, missing it and running into the wall falling backwards. "FLAN!" he said quite randomly, crashing through the window and started running through the street. It was about 5:30pm, and his master was still gone with the new person. Standing in the middle of the road, a short blonde headed kid came by slowly with his red bike.
"Wow! That's a buffalo!" he screeched, knocking the kid off his shiny new bicycle. Rising it above his head, he looked at the kid with a stupid grin. "MEOW!" Running off with it, the kid just sat on the curve crying his eyes out at the loss of his ultra-cool bike.
Gir, on the other hand, was skipping happily along the street with his new, uh, toy in his grasp. That's when he noticed an even more oober-awesome plaything. Riding down the road was a little old lady about 90 with one of those snazzy skooter things. His mouth dropped open and started drooling at the sight of his new love.
Suddenly his eye's turned red while mounting the bike. "Retrieval of Skooter in progress." Turning back to a normal empty blue, he wailed "MOO!" as the bike started going down the large hill towards the lady and her skooter. The bike stormed down the hill, picking up speed. "WHEE-HOO-HOO!" he squeeled, hitting the back of the lady and landing on the trunk of a car ahead. Staring through the open window, he saw a baby in a carseat. One of the ugliest babies ever seen with our eyes. Whoo, was he ugly. And bald.
"HI baby!" The baby just stared with his hideously deformed eyes. "Ga?" In reply, Gir said: "HOLY BEE-JEE-BEES! Are those REAL!?!" Flying off the car, he jumped onto the old lady, beating her head until she fell to the ground. "You fucking whippersnapping kid! Gaaaargh!" she said as a truck ran her over. (**has moment of silence as trumpets play in the background**)
"YAY! I GOTS MY MOOSE!" he said, turning the stick in a clockwise motion, and the skooter went around and around in circles with the motion of the joystick. "Yay! I'm gunna be sick!" he screeched with joy, as some big white van with blue and purple flowers pulled up. A dude with long, shaggy red hair and a beaded headband stuck his head out of the window.
"Hey 'lil dude, you wunna come party with us?" Ceasing the movement of his skooter, he cocked his head to the left. "I do.........." Getting in the van, the other guy who had short blonde hair with a blue tye- dye shirt made a peace sign. "Yo, welcome to the van of luuuuve." Gir smiled widly. "I've gots me sum CORN!" The two men laughed amusingly until they pulled up at a small, crusted building on the side of a street corner.
The three got out, and walked in the door, immediatly a cloud of doper-smoke and funky disco music surrounded them. It was a hippy club. "Yo, dude, stay right here ok? I've gotta go hug my parrot freedom," the red-headed hippy said as the blonde followed his friend outta sight. Gir jumped happily up and down. "Ah Ah Eye Eye TOOKIE-TOOKIE!" Suddenly, a girl with super long brown hair and big bell-bottoms walked up to him. "Like, cool! You know Tookie?"
"DAMN! Those ARE real!" he said at random, and she just smiled stupidly. "All 100% natural! I'm like, against synthetics!" Gir hunched over and stuck his tongue out looking retarded, but the mellowed out chick didn't notice cuz she was alittle stupid at the moment too.
Then that song that has the chorus of "Play That Funky Music White Boy," started coming from the DJ booth. "Ya know what would be really groovy?" she asked the robot. "BEANS!" he said, as she took his hand leading him to the lighted dance floor. "That you'd dance with me!" she said enthusiastically, and he ran to the middle of everyone.
"Whoo! We gots ta bust a groove to this funky beat!" he screamed, as he started dancing like a monkey. "Do Do Doop Play That Funky Music Whiiiiiiiiiiite Boooooooy!" (A/N: It's sad when I only know the chorus to that song U_U'''')
Everyone made a circle around Gir, as he proceeded to try and disco to the psychadellic sound. They started clapping their hands to the rythm as he pointed his, urm, fingers(?) towards the roof. "WHOO! I'm *Puffy like Daddy!" (A/N: Don't sue me, it's funny)
As the song faded out, *Soul Train started playing and all the stoners, tree huggers, freedom seekers, and earth children jumped on the floor in a line and started dancing to the funk-a-licious song, with Gir in the front. This went on until the song was over replaced with the 70's song "American Woman."
The groovy chick from before walked up to Gir and stared down at him. "Will you dance with me now?" He screeched as she started dancing all wild like crazy trained monkey along with him. "I've got yo muffins!" he said, as him and the tree hugger now known as Lollipop danced until dark.
Finally, the two dudes with the van walked up to Gir. The red- headed hippy named Lark had a parrot on his left shoulder. It looked at Gir's empty smile. "Caw! Caw!" it squalled. "I love you burrito!" Gir said as the blonde named Frank started leading him out the door. "Dude, we've gotta go, ok? Just tell us where you live and we'll, like, drop you off."
Lollipop came with them into the van, as Gir twitched in spasms. "Lark! Beep!" Frank looked back at him all sad like. "It's no fair! He get's a cool name but mine's just Frank!" Tears formed in his eyes as Lark pulled up to Zim's base. "Here's ya house lil man." Lollipop started crying too as she hugged Gir's metal body. "I had a totally awesome time grooving with you tonight!" Lark held Frank and Lollipop's shoulder. "Yo, be strong!" The two sniffled as Gir dropped out of the van.
"Bye bye Taco fiends!" he said waving to the van that disapeared down the street. Gir started crying at the loss of his buddies. He cried louder and louder until people stared out of their windows. At his highest wail, he just fell on his side and went to sleep snoring louder than his yell. DISCO
A/N: Whoo! Told ya I'd eventually get around to an all-Gir chappy! Heh, taking a break from the story was fuuuuuuuun like big chicken moose! Whoo! But yup, I don't know WHY I included hippy's, but I'm in a very 60's mood right now. **sings the Loco-Motion** Heh, yup. I LOVE THAT STATEMENT: "I'm Puffy like Daddy!" I shall say that to 5 people at skool tomorrow. WHEE! Oh, yea umm please don't sue me people! I don't own any of these songs and really don't want too. Thankies to the reviews, and now I'm going back to sleep ok? R&R please! Tell me if this chapter sucked really big or if it made you all giggly inside. I'd love to know if I can do comedy! ^_^ bai!
~*~Bonez aka HappyNoodleGurl~*~
P.S.~*~ It's Afganistanmation! **Super Troopers, don't ask**
Gir lazily switched the channels on the T.V. multiple times, until the Krazy Taco man appeared on the screen. Tongue rolling out, he watched the man beat the floor. "Whoo! Boy am I craaaaazy! Just like our NEW taco salad! Whoo!" The robot jumped off the couch onto the floor and rolled around. "TAAAAAACO! MUST OBEY THE TACOOOOO MOOSE!"
Getting up, he ran towards the door, missing it and running into the wall falling backwards. "FLAN!" he said quite randomly, crashing through the window and started running through the street. It was about 5:30pm, and his master was still gone with the new person. Standing in the middle of the road, a short blonde headed kid came by slowly with his red bike.
"Wow! That's a buffalo!" he screeched, knocking the kid off his shiny new bicycle. Rising it above his head, he looked at the kid with a stupid grin. "MEOW!" Running off with it, the kid just sat on the curve crying his eyes out at the loss of his ultra-cool bike.
Gir, on the other hand, was skipping happily along the street with his new, uh, toy in his grasp. That's when he noticed an even more oober-awesome plaything. Riding down the road was a little old lady about 90 with one of those snazzy skooter things. His mouth dropped open and started drooling at the sight of his new love.
Suddenly his eye's turned red while mounting the bike. "Retrieval of Skooter in progress." Turning back to a normal empty blue, he wailed "MOO!" as the bike started going down the large hill towards the lady and her skooter. The bike stormed down the hill, picking up speed. "WHEE-HOO-HOO!" he squeeled, hitting the back of the lady and landing on the trunk of a car ahead. Staring through the open window, he saw a baby in a carseat. One of the ugliest babies ever seen with our eyes. Whoo, was he ugly. And bald.
"HI baby!" The baby just stared with his hideously deformed eyes. "Ga?" In reply, Gir said: "HOLY BEE-JEE-BEES! Are those REAL!?!" Flying off the car, he jumped onto the old lady, beating her head until she fell to the ground. "You fucking whippersnapping kid! Gaaaargh!" she said as a truck ran her over. (**has moment of silence as trumpets play in the background**)
"YAY! I GOTS MY MOOSE!" he said, turning the stick in a clockwise motion, and the skooter went around and around in circles with the motion of the joystick. "Yay! I'm gunna be sick!" he screeched with joy, as some big white van with blue and purple flowers pulled up. A dude with long, shaggy red hair and a beaded headband stuck his head out of the window.
"Hey 'lil dude, you wunna come party with us?" Ceasing the movement of his skooter, he cocked his head to the left. "I do.........." Getting in the van, the other guy who had short blonde hair with a blue tye- dye shirt made a peace sign. "Yo, welcome to the van of luuuuve." Gir smiled widly. "I've gots me sum CORN!" The two men laughed amusingly until they pulled up at a small, crusted building on the side of a street corner.
The three got out, and walked in the door, immediatly a cloud of doper-smoke and funky disco music surrounded them. It was a hippy club. "Yo, dude, stay right here ok? I've gotta go hug my parrot freedom," the red-headed hippy said as the blonde followed his friend outta sight. Gir jumped happily up and down. "Ah Ah Eye Eye TOOKIE-TOOKIE!" Suddenly, a girl with super long brown hair and big bell-bottoms walked up to him. "Like, cool! You know Tookie?"
"DAMN! Those ARE real!" he said at random, and she just smiled stupidly. "All 100% natural! I'm like, against synthetics!" Gir hunched over and stuck his tongue out looking retarded, but the mellowed out chick didn't notice cuz she was alittle stupid at the moment too.
Then that song that has the chorus of "Play That Funky Music White Boy," started coming from the DJ booth. "Ya know what would be really groovy?" she asked the robot. "BEANS!" he said, as she took his hand leading him to the lighted dance floor. "That you'd dance with me!" she said enthusiastically, and he ran to the middle of everyone.
"Whoo! We gots ta bust a groove to this funky beat!" he screamed, as he started dancing like a monkey. "Do Do Doop Play That Funky Music Whiiiiiiiiiiite Boooooooy!" (A/N: It's sad when I only know the chorus to that song U_U'''')
Everyone made a circle around Gir, as he proceeded to try and disco to the psychadellic sound. They started clapping their hands to the rythm as he pointed his, urm, fingers(?) towards the roof. "WHOO! I'm *Puffy like Daddy!" (A/N: Don't sue me, it's funny)
As the song faded out, *Soul Train started playing and all the stoners, tree huggers, freedom seekers, and earth children jumped on the floor in a line and started dancing to the funk-a-licious song, with Gir in the front. This went on until the song was over replaced with the 70's song "American Woman."
The groovy chick from before walked up to Gir and stared down at him. "Will you dance with me now?" He screeched as she started dancing all wild like crazy trained monkey along with him. "I've got yo muffins!" he said, as him and the tree hugger now known as Lollipop danced until dark.
Finally, the two dudes with the van walked up to Gir. The red- headed hippy named Lark had a parrot on his left shoulder. It looked at Gir's empty smile. "Caw! Caw!" it squalled. "I love you burrito!" Gir said as the blonde named Frank started leading him out the door. "Dude, we've gotta go, ok? Just tell us where you live and we'll, like, drop you off."
Lollipop came with them into the van, as Gir twitched in spasms. "Lark! Beep!" Frank looked back at him all sad like. "It's no fair! He get's a cool name but mine's just Frank!" Tears formed in his eyes as Lark pulled up to Zim's base. "Here's ya house lil man." Lollipop started crying too as she hugged Gir's metal body. "I had a totally awesome time grooving with you tonight!" Lark held Frank and Lollipop's shoulder. "Yo, be strong!" The two sniffled as Gir dropped out of the van.
"Bye bye Taco fiends!" he said waving to the van that disapeared down the street. Gir started crying at the loss of his buddies. He cried louder and louder until people stared out of their windows. At his highest wail, he just fell on his side and went to sleep snoring louder than his yell. DISCO
A/N: Whoo! Told ya I'd eventually get around to an all-Gir chappy! Heh, taking a break from the story was fuuuuuuuun like big chicken moose! Whoo! But yup, I don't know WHY I included hippy's, but I'm in a very 60's mood right now. **sings the Loco-Motion** Heh, yup. I LOVE THAT STATEMENT: "I'm Puffy like Daddy!" I shall say that to 5 people at skool tomorrow. WHEE! Oh, yea umm please don't sue me people! I don't own any of these songs and really don't want too. Thankies to the reviews, and now I'm going back to sleep ok? R&R please! Tell me if this chapter sucked really big or if it made you all giggly inside. I'd love to know if I can do comedy! ^_^ bai!
~*~Bonez aka HappyNoodleGurl~*~
P.S.~*~ It's Afganistanmation! **Super Troopers, don't ask**