Teen Girl Squad!
Cheerleader: Cheerleader for president!
So-And-So: So-And-So for vice president!
What's Her Face: What's Her Face for museum exhibit tour guide!
The Ugly One: The Ugly One for shoe polisher!
Cheerleader: I got an invitation from this boy inviting me to this dance show!
What's Her Face: Can we come? It sounds like there's… a lot of boys…
Cheerleader: Jenkins, no! This is a private club for members/invitees only! It's about time you went on your own while I have a vacation! Grood-bye!
(Walks away)
So-And-So: What IS she up to…? Let's follow her, girls!
The Ugly One: Since when did you get to call us "girls"?
So-And-So: Since Cheerleader left! Now get your tight, black vinyl suits on! We're going… through the vents!
(At the club…)
Cheerleader: 'Sap, fellow parsons? I'm a desperate girl looking for a certain somebody who sent me (Takes out invitation card) this card as an invitation to this certain-certain club. You dig?
Boy1: You Dig… that's a good band name.
Boy2: I like video games!! Who else likes video games?! I like video games!!
Boy3: Hello, I am looking for the one called Cheerleader…?
Cheerleader: Cheerleader?! That's me! (And they lived happily almost after!)
(Meanwhile…)
So-And-So: (Whispering) Alright, girls! Let's get ready to be…
All the girls: (Whispering) Sooo stealthy!
(In the vents…)
So-And-So: Alright, these gloves should make us quiet while we crawl through. Keep off the green spots. Stepping on a crack breaks your mom's back. I have some gum in my pocket if anyone wants. Alright, let's move!
(Meanwhile…)
Cheerleader: So, know any dance moves you'd like to show me? I's got plenty!
Boy3: Siete completamente un caldo, liavetelasciatifareilballo di Amore.
Cheerleader: Oooh! Japanese! I like that! (Giggles)
(Meanwhile…)
The Ugly One: See anything yet? It's getting hard to breathe…
So-And-So: Not yet! My GPS (A cardboard box with a paper that says "Push-Button" taped to it) tells me we're almost there!
What's Her Face: Are you sure that's not your cell phone? I think I just stepped in some green stuff… (Gingivitiiiiiiiiiiss… 'd! Shows an image of
What's Her Face's mouth exploding) Ow, fhgwgads! (Dies)
So-And-So: Look! A vent! Man, does this GPS do magic, or what? (Looks through vent) Look at her. Rubbing her face in the fact that she's pretending that she doesn't need support!
The Ugly One: Actually, I think she's just getting a drink.
So-And-So: Oh… I… I knew that. Maybe if we can- (Falls through vents) AaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawhyamIstillfallingaaaaaaaaaaah-(KRBOOSH! So-And-So died)
Cheerleader: Huh? What's going on, here?
The Ugly One: Uuuum… we're spying on you? (Allworkandnoplaymakesjackadullboy, Allworkandnoplaymakesjackadullboy, Allworkandnoplaymakesjackadullboy… REDRUM'D!!
The Ugly One drowns in fruit punch)
Cheerleader: I never knew any of them, I swear.
Boy3: Quello è giusto, io capisce.
Boy1: Cheerleader, you are totally hot. Will you join me in the making of band names?
Boy3: What are you talking about? She likes ME and me only! I'm the one who sent her that card!
Boy1: Well… you're a big dummy! Why would she like you, anyway? Big Dummy… that's a good band name.
Cheerleader: Enough!! I shall host a wrestling match to see which boy is better! Then he may go out with me!
(At the wrestling match!!)
Cheerleader: Hulloy, people and people and boys and children! Welcome to the boy-versus-boy-fighting-to-have-the-girl match! Our first contestant… Brett Bretterson! (Boy3) And his challenger, Ragamuffin! (Boy1)
Boy1: You're going down, Bretterson!
Boy3: Not if you go down first!
Cheerleader: Rule number one… (Takes out rulebook and glasses) well this stuff sucks. (Throws rulebook and glasses away) Okay, fight! (Boy1 and Boy3 clash in a blur of fists and balls of smoke) Wow… now this is what I call entertainment! (Brings out popcorn)
Boy3: I hate you!
Boy1: I hate you more!
Boy3: You're a dummy!
Boy1: Well, you're dumber than that!
Boy3: Well, you're dumber than an ameba!
Boy1: Well, you're dumber than the dumbest thing in the universe!
Boy3: Well, you're dumber than that!
Boy1: Well, you're… de… daugh!!
Cheerleader: Wow, this is wawesome! They should put this on pay-per-view! (Overtime!! That guy who arrow'd The Ugly One in the first episode of TGS threw a clock at Cheerleader and killed her!) Ow, I'm too young to my time's up!!
Boy1: Oh, great! Now neither of us can have her! (Both Boy1 and Boy3 look at each other evilly)
It's Over!
(I really hope this one was funny! Please comment me if you think I can do better!)