YOOOOOOO YOOOOOO YOOOOO! WE'RE BACKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We're listening to We're All Dudes from Good Burger…don't know if you guys have seen it ;]

I'm a dude…he's a dude…she's a dude….we're all dudes HEY!

Anywhoooooo On With the Story!

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RockstarJerkSHANE has signed on.

SiLENt_fRO has signed on.

RockstarJerkSHANE: Hey man what's going on?

SiLENt_fRO: Shane…we have a problem.

RockstarJerkSHANE: What…?

SiLENt_fRO: Jason's in jail.

RockstarJerkSHANE: I'm not paying for bail.

SiLENt_fRO: SHANE!

RockstarJerkSHANE: Ok, ok, what did he do?

SiLENt_fRO: He tried to runaway and get married to Samantha in some wedding chapel in Vegas. But then some random hobo called the cops.

RockstarJerkSHANE: THANK GOD FOR THAT HOBO!

SiLENt_fRO: Shane…

RockstarJerkSHANE: Ok, Ok, I'll drive you to the jail…but there's no guarantee that I'll help pay for bail.

SiLENt_fRO: Ughh you can be so difficult. We'll leave at 12.

RockstarJerkSHANE: It's 12:17 P.M……

SiLENt_fRO: Oh I know…I mean 12 tomorrow.

RockstarJerkSHANE: Oh that makes more sense. I'm proud to call you my brother.

SiLENt_fRO: Yeah, yeah…I'll talk to you later. I'm going to eat lunch. See ya!

SiLENt_fRO has signed off.

THEgirlWITHtheVOICE has signed on.

THEgirlWITHtheVOICE: Hey Shane!

RockstarJerkSHANE: Hey Mitch-

BiRdhOUSESareCOOLx87 has signed on.

RockstarJerkSHANE: WTF? Jason…aren't you in jail?

THEgirlWITHtheVOICE: Jason's in jail?!!!
BiRdhOUSESareCOOLx87: I just snuck a laptop in…

RockstarJerkSHANE: YOU CAN'T DO THAT!

BiRdhOUSESareCOOLx87: Why not? It's not a big- Oh crap the guards are coming! I gotta- aekrhwoehfseooghoasrhdgoargherg.

BiRdhOUSESareCOOLx87 has been disconnected.

THEgirlWITHtheVOICE: Okay, what did Jason do this time?!!

RockstarJerkSHANE: He tried to marry his stupid bird.

THEgirlWITHtheVOICE: Oh my gosh!!!! Are you gonna bail him out?!

RockstarJerkSHANE: Yeahh…tomorrow.

THEgirlWITHtheVOICE: Oh ok. Ahahaha

THEgirlWITHtheVOICE: So what else is going on with you?

RockstarJerkSHANE: Nothing.

THEgirlWITHtheVOICE: Same here. I just took a bath, did my hair got dressed, you know…I've been thinking about you.

RockstarJerkSHANE: I think about you when I'm in the shower.

RockstarJerkSHANE: Ummm….I uhhhhh I mean….

THEgirlWITHtheVOICE: …………..

RockstarJerkSHANE: I didn't mean it like that….

THEgirlWITHtheVOICE: It's okay Shane.

RockstarJerkSHANE: So you have any plans tomorrow?

THEgirlWITHtheVOICE: No I don't think so…

RockstarJerkSHANE: You wanna go to that new French restaurant?

THEgirlWITHtheVOICE: I would love to…but what about Jason?

RockstarJerkSHANE: I don't think he likes French food....

THEgirlWITHtheVOICE: No No, I mean about bailing him out.

RockstarJerkSHANE: Oh he can wait.

THEgirlWITHtheVOICE: ahaha Ok. See you tomorrow!

RockstarJerkSHANE: Bye Mitchie!

THEgirlWITHtheVOICE has signed off.

RockstarJerkSHANE has signed off.

-----------It is now tomorrow!-----------(at the restaurant)----------

Shane: So, you see anything you like Mitchie?

Mitchie: You mean besides you? (*wink wink*) hahahaa.

Mitchie: Ahaha Well, this Merde dans un sac looks good!

Shane: Oooh that does sound good!

Mitchie: Do you know what you're gonna eat?

Shane: Probably i manger de gros morceaux de merde.

Mitchie: That sounds really interesting!

Shane: ahahah Yup. I'm not really sure what it is, but it sounds good to me.

Mitchie: aahahaha.

Waitress: Hi I'm Taylor. Welcome to Notre nourriture est empoisonnée. I'll be your waitress for this evening. Can I take your order?

Shane: Yes, thank you. I'll have the i manger de gros morceaux de merde.

Waitress: Anything for you (Wink Wink*)

Mitchie: (Cough*cough*) I'll have the Merde dans un sac. And that'll be all. Thank you.

Waitress: *Snorts* (And walks away.)

Mitchie: Well, that was rude.

Shane: What?

Mitchie: Nothing. Never mind.

Shane: Okay, if you say so.

Mitchie: Thanks for taking me out to dinner Shane.

Shane: My Pleasure. Anytime.

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Mitchie: -sigh- I'm stuffed.

Shane: Same here.

Waitress: Hello there. How was your meal? Can I take your plates?

Waitress: Can I get you anything else? Like a napkin, a refill on your drink…maybe my phone number?

Shane: What was that last one?

Waitress: A refill?

Shane: No, no, after that.

Waitress: A Backrub?

Shane: What?

Mitchie: NO THANK YOU! THAT WILL BE ALL. THANK YOU VERY MUCH TAYLOR!

Shane: Ooooooohhh I feel a catfight coming on.

Waitress: Ohh please. No catfights here…I have more class than her anyways. (Walks away.)

Mitchie: I think we should go.

(They get up and walk out.)

On the walk home:

Shane: Mitchie are you okay? You haven't said much since we left the restaurant.

Mitchie: I'm good.

Shane: Are you sure? You seemed really upset back there.

Mitchie: Yeah…it's just that waitress….She was all over you.

Shane: Mitchie Torres are you jealous?

Mitchie: I am not jealous!

Shane: Sure….Okay Mitchie whatever you say.

Mitchie: I'm not!

Shane: Ahahaa Okay.

They leant in…

"ALL THE GIRLS AND ALL THE BOYS ARE BEGGING TO IF YOU SEEK AMY!"

And they pull away…

Shane looks at his phone: Jason.

He hits ignore.

And they once again lean in…

The voicemail starts to go off.

Jason: Guys……..I'm scared………! Where are you? My new cellmate is big and muscular and has tattoos! He killed three people! Including the guard! His name was Big Bob! My new cellmate doesn't seem friendly! He won't even tell me his name! All he says is 'You won't need to know my name! You won't live long enough to tell anyone it!' Which is ridiculous because I'd tell it to you guys right now if I knew it so obviously I would be able to tell someone! Guys…….he heard me. He's mad……..HELP! Guys……guys…………………………………………………………………….(Static)

(P.S. The quote about thinking about Mitchie when he's in the shower... came from That 70's Show. So we don't own that.) ;]