Welcome back everyone. Sorry about the short length but I just wanted to get past Bash. Enjoy and review.

The Stupidity of Bash Johnson

For a few minutes, Bash stood there in a daze. Considering he had bashed his own head against the wall while stanked naturally he would be in some sort of daze.

"Uh, what happened? Last thing I remember is that shoob Ken… Uh, doing something… He… I… I don't know what happened. Where are we?"

Randy didn't know what to say. Bash was confused but then again it was Bash but Randy would be confused too. How would he tell Bash he was inside the gym still? Either he could tell him the truth or tell Bash he was dreaming. He'd buy that right?

"This is all just a dream, Bash!"

Bash stood there and blinked a bit. He then looked around. "Really? This is a dream? Must have been the double decker with chocolate sauce that did this! I don't usually have dreams like this."

"You don't say."

"Yeah!" Bash sat down and closed his eyes. "If I'm dreaming I might as well sleep!" Randy stood there nodding. As long as Bash wasn't coming with him that was okay. Randy started to walk. It was time to go after Ken again!