"Hey, uh, Fred?" Barney asked as he rubbed the back of his head with his right hand. "How long have we been standing here?"
Fred checked his stone wrist watch, turning his head to Barney. "For more than three years, Barn. I have a striking feeling that we got jipped."
"Yeah, I can see." Barney admitted as they looked at the trailer, with was colored blue. "I have a feeling that the trailer has no one inside."
Fred folded his burly arms together as he shook his head. "If you're so sure, then go check it out."
Barney shrugged as he nodded his head, approaching the trailer as it suddenly exploded into a bright burst of yellow and red flames. Fred and Barney held onto each other as Barney was in Fred's arms, with Dry Bowser emerging out of the flames.
"This fanfic has more stoned potential than the tiny brain that's inside Yoshizilla Rhedosaurus' giant head." Dry Bowser bluntly commented as he placed his skeletal hands on his skeletal hips, with Fred and Barney screaming in fright as it immediately turned into night.
Needless to say, they didn't have a gay old time.
THE END