Written under the alias SuperWhammy, this is the only CGS so far that has any discernable plot. Get ready to laugh loads.

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CRASH GOES STUPID FOUR: STUPIDITY SHOULD BE PAINFUL

By FNC!

Deep in the lair of Dr. Embryo...

Embryo: Finally! Success! Behold...

The graffiti-covered shutter reaveals a robo-crab.

Embryo: This thingermajigger!

Suddenly, Embryo's nemesis, Dr. Robotnik, sqoops down and snatches the invention.

Robotnik: Yoink!

Embryo: Darn you Robotnik! Stop taking my crappy machines!

Ladies and non-ladies, it's time for:

CRASH GOES STUPID FOUR! STUPIDITY SHOULD BE...

Director: Ow!

An anvil is seen on his foot.

Director: ...painful!

Deep in N.Sanity City...

What are you doing?

Being the narrator.

I'm the narrator!

No, I am!!

I thought I killed you!

You were wrong.

$What are you doing here? I'm the narrator!$

Oh, boy...

Narrator: 5 minutes later, a total of 25 narrators including myself have joined in the fight.

That's my line!

--You know , you're the suckiest narrator I ever heard!--

Well maybe I wouldn't sound so bad if & didn't try to narrate with gingivitis!

&You take that back!&

Y'know, maybe we should take turns!

Yeah right!

-They pummel the life out of -

Crash: QUIET!!!

Coco: The narrators all shut up.

Crash: Y'know, since it's easier to not type punctuation to narrate, I think No Punctuation should be the narrator!

HA! GET OUTTA HERE, ALLYA! BOOYAH GRANDMAS, BOOYAH!

Like I was saying, deep in N.Sanity City, we hear a hideous scream. We zoom in to the Eat n' Gas station to find Coco stunned on the concrete. Tawna is holding Uku Uku in her hands.

Tawna: Scared ya again!

Coco recovers.

Coco: You didn't scare me! I just pretended to make you think I was!

Tawna: Shyeah right, stooge.

Coco: Doh!

Crash: Shut up! I'm trying to make a prank call over here!

He inserts a quarter into the payphone and dials 968-7825 (YOU-SUCK)

Old lady: Hello?

Crash: Yes, I'm from the Family Feud survey crew, and...

Old Lady: But that show's been cancelled for over 25 years!

Crash: Yeah, whatever. There's a new version, and we were wanting to know, do you have Prince Albert in a can?

Old Lady: Hate to disappoint you, but no I don't.

Crash: Then let him out!

He hangs up!

Crash: Yes! Am I the best or what?

Coco: You kidding? That was the worst one I've ever heard!

Crash: Aw, you're just jealous 'cause you can't make prank phone calls like I do.

Coco: Stooge.

Crash: Shut up and let me try again.

He inserts another quarter and dials 1-800-626-4227. (1-800-MANIACS)

Operator: Hello. You've reached the Maniac Counseling hotline. I'm Dora. How may I help you?

Crash: Yes, I'm looking for Adolph Miweeney. He's my... err... cousin, and he's in your counseling service right now. Could you page him?

Dora: Nice try.

The phone hangs up.

Crash: Oh yeah, totally fooled her!

Tawna: You suck! Lemme see it!

She shoves Crash out of the way, inserts a quarter, and dials 462-3673 (IMA-DOPE)

Man: Hello?

Tawna: Yes, we're from N.Sanity Power Company, and people have been complaining about their refrigerators stopping. We just wanted to know if yours was running.

Man: Yes it is.

Tawna: Well...

Man: BUT, before you tell me to go catch it, it sucks and I would rather let it run away. So do society a favor and spend your time doing something other than harassing us innocent taxpayers!

He hangs up.

Coco: You suck just as bad as Crash!

Tawna whips out the mask.

Tawna: Wooga wooga wooga!

Coco: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!

She faints once again.

Tawna: This is boring. What should we do now, Uku Uku?

Uku Uku: .................

Tawna: Okay! Folks, let's go bawl with the gangstas!

Crash: That dumb mask didn't say anything!

Tawna: Yes it did! It said "Let's go bawlin' with da gangstas!

Crash: You stooge, that was that car back there.

Tawna: Earth to moron, cars can't talk.

Crash: THE RADIO, STOOGE!

Tawna: But you just said the car said it!

Crash: Ugh. How can I live with these morons.

Tawna: Huh?

Crash: I SAID HOW CAN I LIVE WITH THESE MORONS!

Tawna: Ugh man hubba log man dribble! Harg!

Crash: Okay, time to pinch myself!

He pinches himself and feels pain. His surroundings are the same.

Crash: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! THIS CAN'T BE!

He runs over to a businessman walking on the sidewalk.

Crash: Can you understand me?

Man: Of course I can!

Crash: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

Suddenly, cold surrounds him, and he finds himself soaking wet in his bed.

Tawna: I told you dumping cold water on him would get him to wake up.

Coco: Hey, at least I wasn't the one who suggested to put a lobster on his arm!

Crash looks over at where he pinched himself in his dream and sees a big swollen red spot.

Crash: What is the meaning of this?

Coco: It's 4:30 in the afternoon, you've been sleeping for 16 hours, and your 12th grade math teacher dropped off the final report card you forgot.

He takes it from Coco and looks at it in disgust.

Crash: F is a funny letter. It's so effey and effish

Tawna: Maybe it stands for fabulous!

Crash: Or fantastic!

Coco: Or febrifuge.

Crash and Tawna: WHAT?

Coco: Uh, it's a type of medicine used to bring down a fever.

Crash looks at the bottom and sees RETAINED in big red letters.

Crash: Somebody fetch me a febrifuge, fast!

Tawna: Hey, it's not our fault you were an idiot back in high school!

Coco: Tough luck, moron!

Crash: I know! I'll build a wall all around Moron Manor so nobody will be able to come in! I'm a genius!

He dashes out the door to purchase construction supplies.

Coco: There goes an idiot out to complete an idiotic quest.

Tawna: Wanna play Monopoly?

Coco: Sure!

Days later, we see Crash laying the final brick on his wall.

Crash: Ha! Eat that, N.Sanity school board!

Suddenly, men who look Siberian ride in on horses and stare at the wall.

Crash: Huh? What are Siberians doing here?

They start to tear down the wall.

Crash: Hey! You best stop tearing down my wall!

He starts to throw bricks at the Siberians, making them retreat. He then begins to reassemble the wall.

Crash: How come every time one of us idots build a wall stupid Siberians have to come and knock it down.

Meanwhile....

Coco: YAHTZEE!

Tawna: Well, that's game number 42.

Coco: How many have we played? I've lost count.

Tawna: 42 games of Yahtzee, 25 of Monopoly, 69 of Parcheesi, and 89 of Scrabble.

Coco: sigh When's that moron gonna realize that a wall won't stop him from having to repeat 12th grade?

Tawna: Taking into consideration his low mentality level, I'd say.... never.

Coco: Oh great.

Tawna: Anyone up for Parcheesi?

Coco: I!

Crocodingo: Arg!

1 hour later...

Crash: There, all nice and fixed.

He then hears horses and swords further down the wall. He dashes over to save his beautiful wall.

Crash: Hey you darn Siberians! Stop tearing down my crappy wall! I'm gonna get you this time, you darn Siberians!

He finally reaches the location of the commotion when he realizes that it is just a bunch of decoys with a tape recorder playing.

Crash: Oh, crap.

He turns around to see the real Siberians knocking the wall down.

Crash: Hey, Siberians! Stop tearing down my crappy wall!

The Siberians run away just as Crash reaches them.

Crash: Darn you Siberians! You've broke down my crappy wall for the last time!

Inside, the remaining 3 idiots are watching the 12 hour marathon of MopRob CircleShorts when Coco finally figures something out. It's a miracle!

Coco: Y'know, I've just figured something out!

Tawna: What?

Coco: We're morons!

Tawna: Aw, geez.

The next day, Crash is seen with a heat-seeking rocket launcher on top of the wall.

Crash: I've got those Siberians now! Next time they come down to break crappy wall I'm gonna greet them with a heat-seeking missle surprise!

Sure enough, the Siberians come once again.

Crash: Hey, look! The stupid Siberians have come to knock down my crappy wall. Woowee.

The head Siberian whips out a baseball.

Crash: Oh, you're gonna throw a baseball at my wall. Oh no, not a baseball. Well, I've got something a little bigger than a baseball!

He whips out his rocket launcher.

Crash: Say hello to my little friend!

He fires a rocket at the Siberians. Then one of the Siberian henchmen pours gasoline on the baseball and the head Siberian lights it on fire. Then he throws it at the wall. The missle follows it, which means....

Crash: Oh, crap.

The missle hits the wall, causing major destruction. The Siberians laugh and ride away.

Crash: Darn you Siberians! You break down my crappy wall for the last time!

In the manor...

Coco: These Zaibatsu missions are just too hard!

She's playing Grand Theft Auto 2, and keeps getting shot up by the Loonies during a particularly hard level.

Tawna: That's because you just plain suck.

Coco: Shut it, stooge.

Tawna: One more out of you and I'll...

Coco: Bring it on, punk!

A cat fight commences, and Crocodingo begins to cheer.

Crocodingo: Arg! Arg! Arg! Arg! AAAAAAAAAAAAAARG!!!!!!!!

After several days in the hospital, Crash resumes his post as wall guard. Now we see him brewing a brown substance in a cauldron.

Crash: Hahaha. Next time stupid Siberians come, I'll pour this hot fudge on them. Hot fudge so hot and sticky they'll be stuck to the wall, and I'll just laugh and laugh and laugh.

Suddenly a large wooden horse is wheeled in front of the gate.

Crash: Oh, I get it. Trojan Siberian horse. Siberians hiding inside, thinking I'll bring it inside crappy wall. Then Siberians pop out and break wall from inside out without getting hot fudge on their heads. Okay, I'll play along.

He then begins to walk over to the horse.

Crash: Oh look, my very own Siberian Trojan Horse. Hey, I guess the Siberians aren't such crappy, smelly people after all. Yeah.

He then climbs down from the staircase leading to the top of the wall and walks underneath the horse.

Crash: Oh, wow. I think I'll bring it inside and show it to all my friends.

He pulls on the lever, and a thick brown gooey substance falls on him.

Crash: Argh... hot fudge!

Then the Siberians come and once again knock down the wall.

Crash: Darn you Siberians! Very soon, I will make you pay!

Inside Moron Manor...

Tawna: More munchies!

She has a large tray with 3 glasses of fruit punch and a gigantic bowl of popcorn on it.

Coco: Where's Crash?

Tawna: I hope he's finally given up on the wall.

Coco looks outside the window and sees only a small chunk missing and Crash nowhere to be seen.

Coco: Nope.

Tawna: I'm gonna go outside and drag him in if I have to!

Coco: We can't.

Tawna: Why not?

Coco: The gate doesn't open from the inside.

Tawna: So you're telling me... it opens from the outside?

Coco: Duh, stooge.

Tawna: Then I guess Crash is the only stooge here! If his original goal was to keep the school board out, then all they have to do is waltz in!

Coco: ........WHAT?!?!?! WE'RE STRANDED?!?!?!

Tawna: What's so bad about that?

Coco: I dunno. I've just always wanted to shout "What" like that.

Tawna: Stooge.

Coco: DOH!

Days later...

Crash is still stuck in the fudge when a tiny dog strolls past.

Crash: Hey dog, got some hot fudge for ya.

The dog walks over and starts to lick the fudge.

Crash: That's it! Keep lickin' boy!

Hours later...

Crash is on top of the wall.

Crash: Ha! I'm free, stupid Siberians! And now I'm gonna make you pay!

Inside the Manor...

Coco: Oh, great. Moron boy is on the wall again.

Tawna: You know, maybe we should join the Siberians and help them break down the wall.

Coco: Yeah! Maybe then he'll realize that this whole wall idea is stupid!

Tawna: Let's go be Siberian!

Crocodingo: Arg!

Later, we see Crash confronting the Siberians with a completely wacked out outfit on.

Crash: It's time to make you Siberians pay for this! Now, I will perform my war dance!

He then starts to do a strange (and stupid, for that matter) dance.

Crash: Yeah, I know what you're thinking. You're so scared!

He then continues the dance whilst Coco and Tawna set up a mine cart full of explosives near the wall. They then carry the detonator past Crash.

Crash: Hey Tawna. Hey Coco. Watch out, there's a bunch of Siberians right there.

Coco hands the detonator to the Head Siberian. Crash turns around to see the explosives, and then...

Crash: Oh, crap.

KABOOM!!!!

The Siberians, including Coco and Tawna, start to laugh.

Crash: Tawna? Coco? You've become Siberians?

Coco: Yo, stooge, do you not get the point yet?

Crash: I think I do. The Siberians know that building walls accomplishes nothing. Tearing them down brings us together.

Tawna: No, the Siberians are just destructive jerks. The point is that this wall is stupid! So do us all a favor and tear it down!

Crash: Aw, God, I hate this whole planet!

Hours later, the wall is down, but a cop car pulls up and a man shouts in a megaphone.

Man: Crash Bandicoot! This is your truant officer! You are under arrest for skipping school for 3 months on retainment!

Crash: God darnit!

Coco, Tawna, and Crocodingo watch out the window laughing as Crash gets arrested.

Coco: Serves idiot boy right!

Tawna: Should have known better than to build the crappy wall in the first place!

Crocodingo: Arg!

They all begin to laugh histerically. It is at this point where our story ends.

The Moral of the Story:

I have a Playstation.

Coming soon is the fifth installment to the saga of the idiots

Crash Goes Stupid 5: Look at me when I'm being stupid!

Boss: Okay, that's a rap!

Thank God!

Boss: Come back here in a week to do Crash Goes Stupid 5!

Aww, crap!