"Good evening and welcome to Whose Line Is It Anyway, here's our contestants. Finish me and I'm free, Yamcha." Yamcha smiles arrogantly, posing sexily. "Nothing on the side please, Tien." Tien waves, pretending to pick up thrown flowers. "Soup or salad, Krillin." Krillin points to the cameras. "And can I get a doggie bag, Vegeta." Vegeta shakes head and scrunches nose in disgust. "And I'm your host Goku, let's go have some fun." He goes and sits down. "Hey welcome to Whose Line Is It Anyway, a game show too hot for cable TV."

"Dam strait!" Yamcha grinned

"Ok." Goku arranged his cards. "Let's start with a game called Home Shopping. This game is for Krillin and Vegeta. You're a couple of paid programming announcers trying to sell these items." Vegeta carries a box over to the stand where Krillin is waiting. "Ok, begin."

Vegeta started, "Hi!"

"Hi!"

"Hi, it's 3 o'clock and it's time to buy, buy, buy. All you people at home get your credit cards out cause we've got some deals for you today, haven't we Krillin?"

"That's right."

"Well, Krillin hasn't got much to say today."

"What was our first thing we're going to sell?"

"Probably what you've got in your hand, Krillin."

"Oh, yes. Now, what does this look like to you?"

"Hmmm. Looks like a book full of words to read at night."

"No, and isn't it irritating every time you pick up a book you have to go through so many words?"

"And you know, when I fall asleep at night I find I'm reading and not even taking in what I'm reading, I'm asleep."

"Exactly. That's why we have this."

"A book with no words?"

"That's right. You save time. There's the title, you're finished! Bored? Look at this for three minutes, you're asleep!"

"Holy smoke, but you're bright and peppy for the next day!"

"You're bright and peppy. How much would you buy this for?"

"Fifty bucks?"

"You're crazy!"

"Thirty-two bucks, tax included?"

"You're crazy!"

"One hundred pesos?"

Krillin looks at back of the book, "Yea!"

"Wow, that's not a bad deal."

"No."

"Especially for you nice old folks living in Canada, that's only two hundred and fifty dollars. What's this look like to you, Krillin?"

"Why, that looks like a discarded banana peel!"

"The type you slip up on?"

"That's right!"

"The type you get hurt at?"

"Yea!"

"The type you use to meet that special someone?"

"What are you saying?"

"Ow, I've fallen, my leg hurts, lady can you help me?" Vegeta hums the wedding march. "I do, ooh honeymoon in Vegas!" He makes sex music sounds.

"It is a perfect matrimonial maker."

"That's the plan. It's how I met my mate and eventually ended up with a kid… or two."

"Hey, we have one more thing."

"Well, what is it?"

"Well we have it all backed up, we're backed up with thousands of them. Unflushable toilets. Complete with everything you see here."

"Finally! Finally! I'm not one to brag, but sometimes I like to take a look at what I have, but I forget all about it, I can't see it, boom, it's gone. But unflushable toilet, it's there to see forever!" Beep!

"That was great." Goku smiled as the two sit down. "A hundred points a peace, that's worth only fifty in Canada. Ok moving on, this next game is called Improbable Mission and is for Yamcha, Krillin and Vegeta." Yamcha goes over to Goku as Krillin and Vegeta take the floor. "Yamcha will be giving these to a mission of an everyday task in my spit safe mic. Now what I need from the crowd is a daily chore."

The audience shouts out places, "Going to the store. Cleaning. Getting gas."

"Cleaning. Ok guys, take it away."

Vegeta does a potty dance, "I gotta go."

"Better play the tape first." Krillin inserts and plays the tape.

Yamcha speaks from offstage, "Gentlemen, welcome."

"How are you?" Vegeta asks.

"He can't hear you…"

Vegeta yells this time, "How are you?"

Yamcha continues, "This week, I have a mission for you. Should you wish to accept it, then you must do it."

"Let's fast forward to the good part." Krillin suggests

Yamcha makes fast forwarding noise, then speaks, "This is a no hostage situation."

"Oh, a little further." Vegeta pushes the button again.

Yamcha does more fast forwarding noise and then stops, "Upstairs in the small room there is a toilet, you know the one?"

"Ah yea…." Vegeta and Krillin reminisce.

"It needs, and hear this, it needs ... cleaning."

Krillin gasps, "It can't be done!"

"It can be done, men."

"It can be done, apparently." Vegeta shrugged

"But gentlemen, there is one small catch. It's just been used by Fat Bastard, so it's very dangerous up there. Good luck. This tape will… oh wait, it already has."

"Any ideas?" Vegeta asked

"Yea, he was there."

Vegeta stands confused, "I'm going to rub myself down with cooking oil." He turns to see Krillin staring. "Just cause it feels good."

"Quick, quick, quick! I'm going for the stairs." Krillin runs for stairs, Vegeta pushes lift button. Krillin runs up many flights of stairs while Vegeta stands in lift looking bored so he starts rubbing himself down again. "Stop that! We've got work to do."

"There it is."

"Give me those suction pads." Krillin climbs along wall with suction pads. "I'm over the toilet."

"Hang on for a sec." Vegeta fires grappling hook and swings over. "I'm over the toilet."

"Get the brush."

"The brush?"

"The brush, didn't you bring the brush?"

"I thought you were bringing the brush. You're the brush guy."

"Alright, we're going to have to use your head."

"Just don't mess up my moustache goatee."

"Go, go!"

Vegeta ducks his head down, "Smells like hot sex."

"You're down too long! Get up, get up!"

"Can't, the suction! Quick, Plan B!"

"I'm pulling."

"Put the jet pack on, put the jet pack on."

Krillin flies around room on jet pack, "On you or me?"

Vegeta grappling hooks onto Krillin and escapes, " Well, that's the first time we've literally gone down the drain." Beep!

"Don't go away we'll find out the winners next!" Goku announced as Krillin and Vegeta stood on stage. "Here's your winners Krillin and Vegeta." The two wave to the cheering crowd. "So they're gonna do for us a game called Narrate. Krillin you're a woman…"

Krillin is disappointed, "For once, no bald jokes and no making me a woman!"

Goku tries to ignore him, "Ah, and you've gone to Vegeta's hardware store."

Krillin is ticked, "Is HE a woman?"

"No!" Vegeta growls through his teeth.

Krillin shrugs, "…well I tried."

Goku cues the Narrate music, "Whenever you're ready, begin."

Krillin narrates, "I was hoping he had the kind of hardware I needed. I'm a hard woman to please, even harder to look at."

"Can I help you?"

"Yes, I'd like a big hammer."

Vegeta narrates, "I knew she wanted a big hammer, maybe a couple of nails and a good screw. I showed her what I had to offer." He turned to Krillin, "Well mam, you might want to take a look along the shelves."

Krillin narrates, "As I looked along the shelves, I could feel his eyes looking at every curve of my body. I could almost hear his heart scream 'I want you'."

"I hope you have a man around the house who can help you with those kind of things." Vegeta narrates, "I knew she didn't because I'd gotten a look at that big but of hers. I knew there wasn't a man in the world that would go after her." He turns back to Krillin, "That'll be sixty bucks."

Krillin narrates, "He was charging me way too much. I knew that I would have to kill him. Kill him like all the other men who were just scum and treated me like dirt, not realizing that inside me was a beautiful person aching to get out and would never get..."

"Hey, sixty bucks!"

Krillin pulls a gun, "I'm sorry, big boy. That's the last overcharging you'll ever do."

Vegeta narrates, "She pulled a gun on me. She didn't know that behind her was the store manager Tien with a shotgun."

Krillin steps forward to narrate, Vegeta grabs the gun, "I fell for the old store manager Tien behind me with a shot gun gag. That was the eighth time this week. But he didn't know that Goku, my pet termite, was crawling up his leg ready to bite into his head

Vegeta narrates, "What am I? Stupid?" Beep!

Goku calls for the end, "Ok thank you everyone, tonight we'll have the cast read the credits as if being on the show is a nightmare." The four contestants stand in front of the camera. "Good night!"

Tien is jerking, "Oh… oh my god, I'm in the studio. Goku, his ego is so big. Uhg…. Mark Leveson."

"No more hoedowns, no more hoedowns!" Krillin screams

Vegeta falls to his knees, "No, not Steven Blum, nooooo!"

Yamcha screams as Krillin cries, "Dan Paterson, Dan Paterson!"

"Oh no not Dan Paterson!" Yamcha gasped. "He's the producer!"

"Boo!" Vegeta yelled.

"Buu? What are you doing here, and isn't your name usually Tom Park?" Tien finally opens his eyes. "Oh…. oh my god, I've woken up… and, I'm in a studio!"