(Howdy! I'm back and I'm still hyper! I'm going to give everybody another week to send me an answer to the previous question, or change your answer or whatever. Now, to answer the reviewers.
Darkeiya- Well, I'm glad you think its funny! But I'm also going to have to ask you if you'll change your answer to one of the choices. I'm not talking about the junk email, I'm talking about that stuff in the can.
Time Traveling Echidna- I didn't know that's when Spam was invented.
Princess Bryanna- Yes, I really am going to send anyone who answers correctly a picture of Clem, so go ahead and make up your mind.
Terror- So your answer is B then?
Now back to the show!
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The Angry Mob and Clem were sitting around, having milk and cookies when Hunter looked up. "Psst! Guys! The story's starting again!" Everyone gasped and put away all the stuff. "Clem! Start running!" whispered Spyro. And they all started chasing Clem.
While the Angry Mob was busy sorting out the first paragraph, Clem went to his secret hideout. The mime in seat thirteen ran up to them. "Look! A mime!" shouted Sheila. "What's he trying to say?"
The mime held up a picture of Clem and acted out Clem running to his hideout. "Um, I think he's saying 'hit me'." said Hunter. He pulled out a really really big hammer from behind his back and hit the mime with it. The rest of the Angry Mob applauded and held up scorecards. 10...10...10...9.9
"Hey! That was a perfect ten! You little..."
"For get about it now! Clem's getting away!" shouted Spyro. The Angry Mob ran to go find Clem's new secret hideout. They came upon a long hallway of doors. "Which one is Clem's hideout?" asked Elora.
"Hmm...Let's search them all!" Spyro decided. (Who else has the feeling that it's going to be one of those cheesy hallway gags?)
They opened the first door. A train was headed right towards them! The Angry Mob screamed and did the bug-eyed thing. "YAAAAHHHH!!!! SHUT THE DOOR!!!" someone yelled. They shut the door and the train hit it. The whole hallway shook.
"Let's try the next door."
They opened the next one.
"AAAA! SPIDERS!!!"
...and the next one...
"AAAA!! LIONS!!!"
...and the next one...
"AAAA!! TIGERS!!"
...you get the idea.
"AAAA! SHARKS!!!"
"AAAA! POSSUMS!!!"
"AAAA! EDUCATIONAL TELEVISION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"AAAA! A CLAM! Wait, a clam?"
They all stopped to catch their breath. "Ok, there's only three doors left." said Hunter. One door was red, the other was blue, and the third one was tie-dyed, had neon lights surrounding it, had 'Clem's hideout" written on it in many different places, there was a huge neon arrow blinking and pointing at the door, and there was the word "Clem's Place" spelled out in light bulbs.
"So which one is it?" asked Ripto. The Angry Mob though really hard. The Angry Mob got a brain cramp. They tried many different approaches. The flipped a coin, played 'rock, paper, scissors' they sent attack dogs to sniff the doors, they tried knocking, they tried playing Monopoly, but nothing seemed to get rid of the boredom.
"We've tried everything except...picking a door." said Spyro. (bum bum BUMMMMMMM dramatic reverb....) Everyone gasped! Pick a door? What if they made the wrong decision?
"I'll pick...." said Spyro as he held up a finger to point with. The background music grew more suspenseful. The rest of the Angry Mob bit their nails. Beads of sweat ran down Spyro's head. The readers were about to beat up panthergirl for dragging out the suspense in a stupid joke. Everybody ignored Steve the useless tap-dancing penguin. (Not that he was around.)
(Now here's the part of the story where you get to decide what door they take! If you want them to take
THE RED DOOR- press Ctrl F and type 111
THE BLUE DOOR- press Ctrl F and type 222
THE DOOR WITH CLEM ON IT- Press Ctrl F and Type 333
Remember! Choose wisely!) .
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111 "...this one!" said Spyro, pointing at the red door. The Angry Mob breathed a sigh of relief and ran through it. They were instantly drenched by the bucket of water balancing above the door. "Ok, let's keep going!" said Spyro. The Angry Mob ran until they knew they were lost. "I think we're in the wrong story." said Hunter.
"What makes you say that?" asked Spyro.
"Because those kids over there are changing into animals to go fight evil aliens."
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222 "...this one." said Spyro, pointing at the blue door. They ran through it really quickly. "Ok, this is definitely not Clem's hideout." said Spyro. "What was your first clue?"
"The fact that we're in a big stadium of some kind and people are flying by on brooms."
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"...this one." said Spyro, pointing at the door with "Clem's Hideout written on it." The Angry Mob breathed a sigh of relief and went in. "WOW!" they exclaimed. "Clem's hideout is a Pizza Hut?"
Sure enough, it was a Pizza Hut! "Look! There's Clem!" said Elora. They ran over to Clem, who was sitting at a table, minding his own business and reading the paper. "GET HIM!!!" they yelled as they jumped on him and proceeded to beat the tar out of him. "Wait!" shouted Hunter. "This isn't Clem! It's the guy in seat twelve!"
The Angry Mob looked at him, shrugged and kept on beating him up. When they got bored with that, they decided to go order a pizza. "Yeah, We'll take twenty-seven large cheese pizzas to go." Spyro told the guy behind the counter. "Oh, you'll go alright." the guy said as he turned around. It was no Pizza Guy! It was CLEM!!!!
Clem pulled a lever and before they could do anything, the Angry Mob fell through a trapdoor into......their own secret hideout?
"Why are we here?" asked Elora. Clem suddenly stepped out of the shadows. "Because I've taken over it now!" he said. Bianca was startled. "Hey, weren't you just....?"
"SILENCE!!!"
(Ever notice how evil guys always yell 'silence' really loud instead of 'quiet' or 'shush up, loser'?)
"It's MY hideout now!" Clem yelled. Spyro stood up. "Not so fast! You may have taken over this place, but we KNOW this place, from the rec room to our indoor pool!"
"We have an indoor pool?" asked Sheila.
"We know exactly what every button here does!" shouted Spyro. Hunter stood up and went to the wall panel. "Yeah! Like this one!" he said as he punched a button. A space in the ceiling opened up and an anvil fell on him. "Okay, now I know what that button does." he said.
"We'll defeat you at your own game faster than you can say poof!"
FIVE MINUTES LATER
"I can't believe he defeated us at our own game." said Elora. The Angry Mob was watching Clem do the victory dance, having won his fifth consecutive game of Monopoly against them. "We're not defeated yet!" said Spyro.
"Alright, that's enough dancing." muttered Clem. He pushed the big red button. "NOT THE BIG RED BUTTON!!!!" shouted the Angry Mob. Suddenly, they were all tied up and hanging from the ceiling above a pool of sharks surrounded by a lake of lava behind an electric fence surrounded by cactus. "That's the overly dramatic rescue scene button!" groaned Spyro. "Now who's gonna save us?"
"WE WILL!" came a shout from the door, which Clem had foolishly left open. A crowd of shadowy figures entered. It was...
(Who is coming to save the Angry Mob? Will the guy in seat twelve ever seek therapy? Why haven't we seen a brick wall crossing in a while? Does Hunter really know what all the little buttons do? Why have I started asking you these questions again? I don't know! Tune in next time on Angry Mob 2: Back for More)
Darkeiya- Well, I'm glad you think its funny! But I'm also going to have to ask you if you'll change your answer to one of the choices. I'm not talking about the junk email, I'm talking about that stuff in the can.
Time Traveling Echidna- I didn't know that's when Spam was invented.
Princess Bryanna- Yes, I really am going to send anyone who answers correctly a picture of Clem, so go ahead and make up your mind.
Terror- So your answer is B then?
Now back to the show!
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The Angry Mob and Clem were sitting around, having milk and cookies when Hunter looked up. "Psst! Guys! The story's starting again!" Everyone gasped and put away all the stuff. "Clem! Start running!" whispered Spyro. And they all started chasing Clem.
While the Angry Mob was busy sorting out the first paragraph, Clem went to his secret hideout. The mime in seat thirteen ran up to them. "Look! A mime!" shouted Sheila. "What's he trying to say?"
The mime held up a picture of Clem and acted out Clem running to his hideout. "Um, I think he's saying 'hit me'." said Hunter. He pulled out a really really big hammer from behind his back and hit the mime with it. The rest of the Angry Mob applauded and held up scorecards. 10...10...10...9.9
"Hey! That was a perfect ten! You little..."
"For get about it now! Clem's getting away!" shouted Spyro. The Angry Mob ran to go find Clem's new secret hideout. They came upon a long hallway of doors. "Which one is Clem's hideout?" asked Elora.
"Hmm...Let's search them all!" Spyro decided. (Who else has the feeling that it's going to be one of those cheesy hallway gags?)
They opened the first door. A train was headed right towards them! The Angry Mob screamed and did the bug-eyed thing. "YAAAAHHHH!!!! SHUT THE DOOR!!!" someone yelled. They shut the door and the train hit it. The whole hallway shook.
"Let's try the next door."
They opened the next one.
"AAAA! SPIDERS!!!"
...and the next one...
"AAAA!! LIONS!!!"
...and the next one...
"AAAA!! TIGERS!!"
...you get the idea.
"AAAA! SHARKS!!!"
"AAAA! POSSUMS!!!"
"AAAA! EDUCATIONAL TELEVISION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"AAAA! A CLAM! Wait, a clam?"
They all stopped to catch their breath. "Ok, there's only three doors left." said Hunter. One door was red, the other was blue, and the third one was tie-dyed, had neon lights surrounding it, had 'Clem's hideout" written on it in many different places, there was a huge neon arrow blinking and pointing at the door, and there was the word "Clem's Place" spelled out in light bulbs.
"So which one is it?" asked Ripto. The Angry Mob though really hard. The Angry Mob got a brain cramp. They tried many different approaches. The flipped a coin, played 'rock, paper, scissors' they sent attack dogs to sniff the doors, they tried knocking, they tried playing Monopoly, but nothing seemed to get rid of the boredom.
"We've tried everything except...picking a door." said Spyro. (bum bum BUMMMMMMM dramatic reverb....) Everyone gasped! Pick a door? What if they made the wrong decision?
"I'll pick...." said Spyro as he held up a finger to point with. The background music grew more suspenseful. The rest of the Angry Mob bit their nails. Beads of sweat ran down Spyro's head. The readers were about to beat up panthergirl for dragging out the suspense in a stupid joke. Everybody ignored Steve the useless tap-dancing penguin. (Not that he was around.)
(Now here's the part of the story where you get to decide what door they take! If you want them to take
THE RED DOOR- press Ctrl F and type 111
THE BLUE DOOR- press Ctrl F and type 222
THE DOOR WITH CLEM ON IT- Press Ctrl F and Type 333
Remember! Choose wisely!) .
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111 "...this one!" said Spyro, pointing at the red door. The Angry Mob breathed a sigh of relief and ran through it. They were instantly drenched by the bucket of water balancing above the door. "Ok, let's keep going!" said Spyro. The Angry Mob ran until they knew they were lost. "I think we're in the wrong story." said Hunter.
"What makes you say that?" asked Spyro.
"Because those kids over there are changing into animals to go fight evil aliens."
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222 "...this one." said Spyro, pointing at the blue door. They ran through it really quickly. "Ok, this is definitely not Clem's hideout." said Spyro. "What was your first clue?"
"The fact that we're in a big stadium of some kind and people are flying by on brooms."
"Oh." .
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"...this one." said Spyro, pointing at the door with "Clem's Hideout written on it." The Angry Mob breathed a sigh of relief and went in. "WOW!" they exclaimed. "Clem's hideout is a Pizza Hut?"
Sure enough, it was a Pizza Hut! "Look! There's Clem!" said Elora. They ran over to Clem, who was sitting at a table, minding his own business and reading the paper. "GET HIM!!!" they yelled as they jumped on him and proceeded to beat the tar out of him. "Wait!" shouted Hunter. "This isn't Clem! It's the guy in seat twelve!"
The Angry Mob looked at him, shrugged and kept on beating him up. When they got bored with that, they decided to go order a pizza. "Yeah, We'll take twenty-seven large cheese pizzas to go." Spyro told the guy behind the counter. "Oh, you'll go alright." the guy said as he turned around. It was no Pizza Guy! It was CLEM!!!!
Clem pulled a lever and before they could do anything, the Angry Mob fell through a trapdoor into......their own secret hideout?
"Why are we here?" asked Elora. Clem suddenly stepped out of the shadows. "Because I've taken over it now!" he said. Bianca was startled. "Hey, weren't you just....?"
"SILENCE!!!"
(Ever notice how evil guys always yell 'silence' really loud instead of 'quiet' or 'shush up, loser'?)
"It's MY hideout now!" Clem yelled. Spyro stood up. "Not so fast! You may have taken over this place, but we KNOW this place, from the rec room to our indoor pool!"
"We have an indoor pool?" asked Sheila.
"We know exactly what every button here does!" shouted Spyro. Hunter stood up and went to the wall panel. "Yeah! Like this one!" he said as he punched a button. A space in the ceiling opened up and an anvil fell on him. "Okay, now I know what that button does." he said.
"We'll defeat you at your own game faster than you can say poof!"
FIVE MINUTES LATER
"I can't believe he defeated us at our own game." said Elora. The Angry Mob was watching Clem do the victory dance, having won his fifth consecutive game of Monopoly against them. "We're not defeated yet!" said Spyro.
"Alright, that's enough dancing." muttered Clem. He pushed the big red button. "NOT THE BIG RED BUTTON!!!!" shouted the Angry Mob. Suddenly, they were all tied up and hanging from the ceiling above a pool of sharks surrounded by a lake of lava behind an electric fence surrounded by cactus. "That's the overly dramatic rescue scene button!" groaned Spyro. "Now who's gonna save us?"
"WE WILL!" came a shout from the door, which Clem had foolishly left open. A crowd of shadowy figures entered. It was...
(Who is coming to save the Angry Mob? Will the guy in seat twelve ever seek therapy? Why haven't we seen a brick wall crossing in a while? Does Hunter really know what all the little buttons do? Why have I started asking you these questions again? I don't know! Tune in next time on Angry Mob 2: Back for More)