Bijoux: I don't own Yugioh. Um...as well if it wasn't for Tara. Winstan then this story probably wouldn't exist, so if one of you people who may read this want's more but I don't write more ages then just stick it in a review oremail me or something...so yeah... I also ripped some otherstuff off, that is in the this addition so um...yeah...I don't own that either...even though I can't remeber what they're off...but anyway...enjoy!
The Adventures of Noah and Gozaburo…
Today's episode…fatcercise…
Scenario: (Gozaburo sitting on couch watching TV. Stuffing a wide variety of cholesterol high foods into his mouth. Noah walks up to him and stands in the way of the TV)
Gozaburo: Hey! Get the hell out of the road boy! (Throws chip and cookie wrappers, and soda pop bottles at Noah who dodges the assault and glares at Gozaburo.)
Noah: Father, it has come to my attention that you aren't the only one in this house who needs to loose some weight…(points to the pet dog, who much resembles a barrel)
Gozaburo: So…?
Noah: Well I think maybe we should take him for a walk in the park…
Gozaburo: What are you implying…? (Almost in tears)
Noah: (sighs) Father just get your shoes and put on some decent clothes…
Gozaburo: What's wrong with the clothes I'm wearing now…? (Looks at stubbies and tattered, stain filled singlet he's wearing)
Noah: Father just do it…(rolls eyes. Strolls off and waits for Gozaburo outside with the dog)
Gozaburo: (comes out the house and locks the front door)…
Noah and Gozaburo: (walking along happily.)
Gozaburo: (looks bedraggled and tired. Sweat visible in his armpits) Err…Son…son wait…I can't keep up…I too tired…you go without me…god I need a hot dog…(panting)
Noah: Father…(vision zooms out to show house only a couple of feet away)…we've only taken 5 steps off the front porch…
Gozaburo: No…it's too far…(starts to pant as he falls to the floor and moans)
Noah: Father…(Starts to kick Gozaburo in the side of his blunderish head. Sighs)
Gozaburo: I'm so hungry………………
Noah: (sighs irritably) Father…you always do something like this!! This is even worse than the time you high jacked the washing machine and rode it down the street and through the KFC drive through!!! (Starts to cry) I HATE YOU!!! (turns to run away)
Gozaburo: Wait…(puts hand up to stop Noah) will you be putting this in your…in your…. in your diary…? (Still panting whilst lying on the cement driveway)
Noah: Oh don't worry father! My diary will be hearing about this! (Runs away but is stopped by Gozaburo who has grabbed his pants.)
Gozaburo: Son…before I go…I want you to have my shoes…(kicks shoes off and begins to pant harder)…oh and…you said it's your personal diary…when I believe it belongs to me as well…now farewell my son…look after the butter…(head falls to the floor and Gozaburo is apparently dead)
Noah: FATHER!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! (Tears streaming down face) I'll save you father!! (Runs inside and comes back with bacon on the end of a fork. Wafts the bacon around Gozaburo as if trying to use if like smelling salt)
Gozaburo: (slowly gets up) What happened…? All I remember is the grim reaper talking about "You were supposed to meet Jenny Craig, not eat her"…when I was over powered by the urge to eat bacon…
Noah: Father! You're alive!
Gozaburo: (apparently gone elsewhere.)
Noah: (looks over horizon and sees Gozaburo disappearing towards the sunset/McDonalds. He's riding the washing machine) Well…he's fat…irritating and he smells funny…but there goes the best damn pie eating contestant in the world…(sighs)
END…?
Bijoux: Please review...um yeah...this was pretty pointlessly random...