The giant robot headed toward the center of the city, Las Angelos, in the year 10000. The machine destroyed everything in it's path. Meanwhile Major Brian Danielson and his partner, Alexis Stephano were readying themselves to neutralize the threat. The two military officials dashed into the streets and set up the giant rocket launcher to take out the monster. Upon firing though the missle had no effect the giant robot remained unharmed.
"Who can stop this thing?" asked Alexis, stunned.
WHAT A RUUUUUUUUUUUSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHH!
Animal and Heidenreich stormed into the streets,
"We're gonna stop that robot " growled Animal.
"Yeah me and my freind Animal" yelled Heidenreich.
THe tag team champions then ran up to the robot and began beating the crap out of him, until the robot stepped on them.
"HA!" the robot said triumphantly, holding up the tag team belts. "I'm the new tag team champions!"
"Hey, wait," Major Danielson said. "You can't be the tag team champions by yourself."
"Yes I can, I will defend it in a hampycamp match," said the robot.
"In a what?" asked Austin Powers.
"In a hampycamp match," the robot said.
"Alright hold on," said Inignotk "We need to make sure that everyone is here, I'm going to call roll."
"Damn right," said Err "Shut up and listen."
"Okay, now when I say your stupid name, say here, which we will assume is short for here I am, rock you like a hurricane," Inignokt said.
"Yeah, bitches, listen," Err said.
"Okay ummm giant murderous robot?" Ignignotk asked.
"Here."
"Ummm the alpha male, Monty Brown?" Ignignokt asked
"Pounce!' The alpha male yelled.
"No no just say here."
"Pounce!"
"Say here"
"Pounce...period!"
"What a dumbass cant even say here," said Err.
"Animal and Heidenreich?" Ignignokt asked.
"They're dead, man," Err said.
"No they're not," Ignignokt said. "They're right over there. By the giant robot."
"Yeah, and they're dead," Err said.
"Yes, I believe they are dead, Err," Ignignokt said.
"Hold on, hold on!" the Editor cut in. "Death is not-"
"Wait, I am getting to you," Ignignokt said.
The Editor shut up and waited three seconds.
"All right, the Editor."
"Here," the Editor said. "Now, DEATH is NOT allowed in my stories!"
"They're my stories!" the Author yelled.
"Brother, y'all fightin over some dumbass stories that don't make no damn sense," Err said.
"Yes," Ignignokt said. "So be quiet."
"It's my story!" the Author repeated. "And get out of here!"
"Fine," Ignignokt said.
"Yeah, we're bored of calling role anyway," Err said. "Asshole."
"Hey!" the Editor yelled. "That is a bad word! You cannot say that in this story!"
"Ya can't get from the Brandywine River to the Deleware Ocean!" Don Vito said.
"In the year 9595, the Brandywine River and the Deleware Ocean with become one," the Turketron said.
"Wha da hffjurjkgjoj mustrrrghtj tgragga gragga gdsut stupy vulcan jackasss wtoht tghee gojjkfheffugger fureegermuffds cant get from tdda brandywhinc friver tod aa delwerear ocean uya vuladccan iddiodt" Don Vito said.
"In the year 9595 the waterways on Earth will all be connected in a pool of vengence for the Chicken overlords to destroy the turkey uprising" Turketron said.
"Dude, it's 10,000, 9595 was five years ago" the Major said.
Turketron stared. "In the year ninety five ninety-... ninetey five ninety-, ummm ninety five ninety-, In the year 9595 the chickens will have united Earths waterways in an atempt to caputure all the land on Earth from the turkey uprisings".
"Wut da hell is dis jackass talkin about stupid ass 9595 dat was five years ago," Don Vito yelled.
"In the year 9595 Goblox will be taking over the earth in the name of freedom," Turketron said.
"Wutrtheejoll hell u talkoing bouyt vulcan bloboxses wut kindastudppdjklgjhuheuihlmj? vulcan dogfood jfljdsjdjshjkhfuifishsticks usjfkljsaof!" Don Vito babbled.
"Woah woah Vito slow it down a little," Ryan Dunn told him.
"Okay is this acomplishing anything?" the author asked. "I must be losing my touch I've got a fat guy and a giant turkey arguing over Goblox."
"Do you know who Goblox is? I will tell you who Goblox is," Turkatron said.
"Awww dammit not that same guy again!" yelled Frylock.
"Is that the same guy?" asked Shake.
"Dammit Shake, does it look like the same guy?" Frylock yelled.
"WellI think he's really from the year 9595," Shake said.
"Yeah I been listenin to his story and it checks out," added Meatwad.
"So do I he's really really real!" Amy said.
"And who the heck are you?" asked Shake.
"I'm Amy and this is Bob," Amy said.
"We don't have time for some damn schitzoprinioc!" Frylock shouted.
"Enough we desire to hear about Goblox," Amy yelled.
"Do you know who Goblox is, i will tell you who Goblox is," said Turkatron. "In the year 19 uhhhhh 19 uhhh..."
"9595?" suggested Frylock
"In that year, the evil chickens will have a cybernetic turkey army used to do their bidding, the turkeys will be eaten in France which now is called Robo-France 65, one turkey will revolt that turkey is Goblox," Turkatron informed.
"Enough of this rubbish!" shouted the Editor."Non-sense is not allowed this is a documentary of life in the year 10000!"
"Documentary?" asked the Author. "I never agreed to a documentaryI thought this was another childrens story."
"It is it's a childrens documentary," The Editor said.
"How stupid is that?" asked the robot.
"Not as stupid as a hampycamp match," said Brian.
"Hampycamp match?" Amy repeated. "Oh! I think I went to camp there once...Maybe Bobo knows..."
"My name is not Bobo," Koga growled.
Gesh.
"Bobo says it is," Amy said.
"But I'm Bobo and I say it ain't!" yelled Koga.
"Ok Bobo if you say you're Bobo' then you're Bobo," Amy reasoned.
"You must be pretty stupid ya mangy wolf. Gettin tricked by that half wit," Inuyasha said.
Gesh.
"I'm not stupid, ya mutt!" Koga yelled.
"I know how you feel. I just don't care," said Sonya.
"Dats what I'm talkin bout" said Jax.
"Whats what you talkin bout?" asked Meatwad.
"Dat. Dat's what I'm talking bout," said Jax.
"Wut's dat?" Meatwad asked.
"Meatwad, leave him alone. He doesn't know what he's talkin about," Frylock said.
Gesh.
"Dammit! I know what I'm talkin about! I'm talkin bout DAT!" Jax screamed.
"Be quiet," said some old guy.
Gesh.
"Who keeps saying Gesh?" asked the author.
"It was him fellas," said Ginkotsu pointing at Peyton Manning. "Lets get him, GESH."
Then everybody attacked Peyton Manning until they killed him.
"Wait a second!" the Editor screamed. "There is no death is my childrens documentary!"
"And for the last time, IT IS MY STORY!" the Author screamed.
"What do you suggest we do?" Inuyasha asked the Editor, angry.
"I don't know. Sing a song of peace," the Editor suggested. "Like the Coca Cola Zero song!"
"O' CANADA!" sang Petey Williams and the rest of Team Canada.
"No, no, not that!" the Editor said.
"Oo!" Amy yelled, jumping up and down. "I know the words to that!"
"Then sing it!" the Editor yelled.
"Trust me," Koga cut in. "You do not want her singing. She's terrible."
"I am not," Amy insisted. "Watch. I mean, listen." She cleared her throat, and started to sing. Everyone found out that she was, in fact, very terrible.
"All right, no," the Author said, cutting her off after one word. "Someone who can actually sing in tune needs to sing that song."
Amy pouted, but shut up.
"Who can actually sing?" asked Alexis.
"Uh," the Editor said. "Kelly Clarkson?"
"Moongoose McQueen," said the Author.
"Isnt that.." Someone began but the author erased them.
"Coqroq!" yelled Amy.
"Huh?' Ginkotsu said. "Gesh."
"Coqroq!" Amy repeated. "Coqroq! Coqroq, Coqroq, Coqroq-"
"Would you please shut the hell up!" yelled Chris Jericho.
"Now hold a minute before you start. I've got something to say" said Kurt Angle.
i dont suck i dont suck i dont suck i dont suck
The author erased Kurt Angle so nobody had to listen to his stupid song.
"This editor is most unwise," said Ignignotk
"Yeah he's a dumbass" said Err
"Don't say that!" the Editor screamed. "That is a bad word!"
"What the fuck are you talkin about?" Err asked.
"Err did you just say the "f" word?" asked Mr. Garrison.
"What Jew?" asked Cartman.
"Jesus Christ who keeps fixing all the spelling errors?" asked Mr. Slave.
"It is Goblox," said Turkatron "Do you know who Goblox is? I will tell you who Goblox is."
"Hey!" the Editor said. "I'M fixing all the spelling errors, cuz I'M the EDITOR!"
"What the...Are you drunk?" Hank Hill asked.
"Of course he drunk, you stupid hillbilly," Kahn said.
"He's not drunk," the Author said. "He's crazy."
"I am not crazy!" the Editor insisted. "and I swear to drunk that I am not God."
"Okay," the Author said. "Maybe he is drunk."
"Why'd he come to work drunk?" asked ummmm somebody.
"I never come to work drunk, unless I get drunk while I am working" said the Editor.
"This place full of stupid rednecks and crazy hillbillies," Kahn said.
"You got beer?" Bankotsu said.
"Uh..." the Editor said, hiding a beer bottle. "No I don't."
"Who wants to fight for my tag team titles in a hampycamp match" asked the robot.
"Awww yeahh dats what Im talkin bout, you wanna throw down?" asked Jax.
"No, I want to have a hampycamp match," the robot said.
"Uh...huh?" Jax asked.
"Hampycamp match," the robot said
"Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday," said the Rabbot.
"Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday," said the Cybernetic Ghost of Christmas Past From the Future.
"Now hold on just one freakin minute, what the hell are all of these people doing in my freakin house?" yelled Carl.
"This is not your house," said the robot. "It's mine! And since it's my house, I command someone to fight me in a hampycamp match!"
"You know, I gotta agree with the robot on this one. It's not your house," Frylock said.
"Oh, uh...then what the hell am I doin here?" asked Carl.
And while all of this was happening, the Editor was arguing with Bankotsu, who wanted to steal his beer.
"You can't have it!" the Editor yelled.
"Then I'll slice you in half with Banryu!" Bankotsu said, pointing Banryu where he thought the Editor was.
"And I'll slice you in half with my broken beer bottle!" the Editor threatened, waving a broken beer bottle at Bankotsu. "Don't think I won't!"
"Don't think I won't," Bankotsu countered.
"Come up here and fight me like a man!" the Editor taunted.
"Come down here and fight me like a man!" Bankotsu retorted.
"Oh, yeah? Well-"
"Shut up!" the Author yelled, cutting the drunken Editor off. "I'm tryin to write here!"
"Hey Frylock man check out these sweet helmets I got us," said Shake as he handed Frylock a fancy IM helmet.
"Dammit Shake I do not want your stupid helmet," Frylock yelled. "I'm giving it to Meatwad."
"Forget that I am not wasting my time talking to whatever the hell Meatwad is," Shake said.
"I am!" yelled Amy as she stole Shake's helmet and ran over to Meatwad.
"Heh heh check dis out u gone like dis," said Meatwad as he posted OMG "heh heh o m g".
"Ha ha," Amy laughed as she posted LOL "Loll or llooll haha."
"Hey hey look at dis one," said Meatwad as he posted WTF" heh heh douba t f"
"What does that have to do with anything?" asked Alexis as she took of her military helmet thing to reveal a familar face.
"Hey wait a minute," said Tony Hawk. "You quit way back at story number 2."
"Yeah what is the Amy that quit doing in this story?" asked the Author.
"This is my new job," said Amy that quit.
"Wait a minuet if she's Amy then who is Amy?" asked Amy to herself.
"Amy is Amy." Amy told Amy.
"Hey what is Ed doing here?" asked Ed.
"I dont know Ed," said Jet.
"This place is just too weird." said Faye " I'm leaving."
"Hey look at this girl over here she's having a conversation with herself!" Ed yelled.
"I'm not talking to me I'm talking to Amy," Amy said.
"So whats your name?" Ed asked. "I'm Ed. Ed is short for Edward Van Houn Vijersky IV" Ed said.
"I'm Amy," said Amy.
"But you were talking to Amy, Unless your crazy and were talking to yourself or maybe there are two Amys," Ed said.
"I'm not Amy I'm Bobby Fortye Gostoes or whatever," Amy said.
"Enough!" scremed Major Danielson " When did everyone decide that it was okay to just come in and tear my story up?"
"We decided that a long time ago, and you know why?" Carlito asked.
"Because you're all very stupid?" asked Brian.
"Because you're not cool," Carlito said as he spit apple at the major.
"Hey Ed I thought you were talking to that Amy person?" said Jet.
"Nuh uh she's too weird for Edward," Ed said while standing on her hands.
Th3 robot is still...trying to d3troy the city b3caus3 no on3 will fight him in a hampycamp match. So, Brian and Al3xis, who is r3ally Amy that quit, go and try to d3troy him for trying to d3stroy their city.
"Wait, wait," the drunken Editor said, remembering that he was supposed to be looking for errors and not having a stupid argument with Bankotsu about beer. "What's all this gibberish and crap doing in my story!"
"My 'e' key is broken," the Author said. "And it's MY story!"
"We'll have no more of this Obi-Wan Kenobi gibberish," said C-3P0.
"Is 'gibberish' spelled with a 'j'?" asked Mavado.
"No," said another Mavado.
"Hey, there's two Mavado's!" said Hsu Hao.
"No, no, no. I'm Mavado's twin brother, Darrel," said the second Mavado, I mean, Darrel.
"This author is a right jelly-roll, mate!" said Kano.
"I am not a jelly-roll!" the Author yelled.
"Ha ha," the Editor said. "You're a jelly-roll!"
"Shut up, you drunken moron!" the Author said.
"Yeah," Bankotsu said. "Shut up and give me the beer!"
"Make me!" the Editor yelled.
"I will," Bankotsu said.
"Then do it," the Editor told him, drinking from his new bottle of freshly opened beer.
"Hey! That's mine!" Bankotsu yelled, once again branished Banryu at where he thinks the Editor is. "Give it here!"
"Never!" the Editor yelled. "I'd rather die than give you my wonderful beer!"
"That can be arranged," said Suikotsu.
"Hey, yeah," Bankotsu said, turning to Suikotsu. "Suikotsu, go kill him and get me my beer."
"Do it ya self!" the Editor yelled to him. "Wuss!"
"Sissy!" Bankotsu retorted.
"Dork!"
"Loser!"
"Oh, is that so? Well, at least I'm drunk!"
Bankotsu glared at where he thought the Editor was. "Stop ummmmm..."
"Order in the court!" yelled Amy.
"I shall kill you Hotaru!" yelled Dairou.
"Hotaru's not here man," said the Author.
"Oh well then I'll leave," said Dairou, but then everybody killed him, because Dairou cannot be in a fic without dying because he sucks.
"HA HA!" yelled Nelson.
"When you're gonna kill somebody remember to bring a towel," said Towelie. "Because when you kill somebody the blood will get all over your hands and you need a towel to wash it off."
"Ha! Aside from Dairou, nobody die," the Editor said in an extremly drunk voice.
"Well I'm not going that way it's much too rocky, this way is much easier," said C-3PO.
R2-D2 beebed. They both went off on their seperate ways. Further along his path, 3PO ran into Koga. Who destroyed him.
"No Bobo killed the poor shiny gold robot," Amy said.
Further along his way R2 met a little girl who painted him pink and purple.
"Enough I want to fight in a hampycamp match!" yelled the Robot.
"Okay the robot is possibly the worst character ever," said Stryker "Except for me of course."
"Bobo killed a helpless little robot," Amy said.
"I'M NOT BOBO!" yelled Koga.
"We get it already will you two go away and shut up and stop bothering me and help me find my pencil and my gun and my banana," said the world's most annoying man.
"Somebody give me a drill so I can kill that man," said the Amy that quit.
"Somebody help me drill her," said Quaqmire "OHHhhhh."
"Who else but Quagmire?" asked some guy.
He's Quaqmire Quagmire
you never really know what he's gonna do next
He's Quarmire Quagmire
Giggity, giggity, giggity, giggity! Let's have sex!" said Quagmire.
"No one will fight me in a hampycamp match! So I will kill the Author!" said the robot.
"Remember to bring a towel," Towelie said.
"No, Towelie!" said some old martial arts guy. "You can save him!"
"Or you can get high," the robot said to Towelie.
Towelie chose...to get high.
So the robot killed the Author...and Amy. Because Amy just HAS to die.
"Oh my God!" Stan said. "They killed Amy!"
"Dude!" Kyle said. "We don't know Amy!..Oh, look dude. It's the end of the story."
"Moh, fickmass mude. Mfet's hgo," Kenny said. And then the robot killed Kenny.
"Oh my God, they killed Kenny!" Stan said.
"You bastards!" Kyle said.
THE END
The next morning, the Editor woke up next to a hideous hulk of a woman and wondered just how drunk he was last night.