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Thomas
  "Shibbity bibbity bop said the clock" said the scat artist.  The crowd went wild and a numerous amount of panties were thrown on stage (some with big streaks).  "Thankidy you sisteroo's".  The scat man slipped on his, now stylish, swimming goggle sunshades and strut out the club.  Now this scat man was no ordinary scat man; he was THE scat man.  His real name you ask? No one knows the truth but his stage name is Hooliobibity the shab bastic boobity tabidibalistic slingity ding dong.  Too much to handle? EXACTLY!  The bitch is revolutionary therefore we need an artist of our own; of the same caliber; to rival his ass on the big stage.  Should we use one of those 3005 model bitch bots that we can customize to do it for us? HEEEEEELL NO! We need somebody who can tear the nuts of that nigger and feed em to the crowd with style and a little bitta slang.  We need…… THE MAN!

Adrian
Billy's mom clicked of the remote to turn off the TV. "BILLY WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT WATCHING SCAT MAN?!?" his mother roared. "Mommy what's a nigger?" said Billy innocently. "It's what I am" said Morgan Freeman as he walked into the room smoking his pipe in his sweater vest and pokemon boxers. "WOW COOL!" exclaimed Billy. "Mommy look it's Morgan Freeman!"

Stephen
"Now Billy it's not nice to call someone a nigger," said Freeman "especially a black man, especially if the one who is saying it is white.  Only a black man can call another black man a nigger.  Morgan Freeman then picked up the phone, "here is an example" said Freeman, *phone is ringing* "Hey you've reached the Cosby's we can't make to the phone right now as we are likely running around naked drenched in Jell-O pudding." "Fucking Cosby's and their pudding" Said Freeman "Ok I will try someone else" *Phone rings* A heee heee hooo! Hello? My caller I.D. says this is Billy's house! Want to come to neverland again? *freeman hangs up* "Oh shit I forgot he is not black anymore, sick bastard" "Ok Ok I know who to call!" *phone rings* "Black Ranger Zach speaking" "What's up my nigger!" *hangs up* "See Billy, that's the only way some one can call someone a nigger, and they have to be black" *the black ranger teleports to Billy's house* "Oh you did not just hang up on me! It's time to kick some black ass!" yelled Zach "MASTADON!!!!!"

Jeramie
All the sudden the mastodon popped outta a hole in the ground next to Billy's house. The other power rangers also arrived to fight Morgan Freeman, but all the sudden Rita threw her kick ass staff and Said, "Grow Bitch" so Morgan Freeman began to grow. The other power rangers then called their Dinozords…except the yellow one who has a preastoric animal zord. Any who they jump in and made the Megazord and started to fight giant Morgan Freeman. Morgan Freeman being black and all pull out his giant wang(even bigger now since he grew) and wang slapped the Megazord until it fell apart.

Mark
I saw Megazord was getting torn apart from Morgan Freeman's wang and all I could think about out how Morgan Freeman got huge." so i looked around the house and in the bathroom i found some pills that had on them "daddy's enlargers." So first thing that came to mind was this is how Mr. Freeman got big. as i took the pills well i felt something in my pants it was hard and started to lift up my leg.  "OH MY GOD" these pills are to make your penis grow up to 600% largerrrrr... I had to find a way to get this thingy down, because it was getting bigger and bigger, there was only one thing to do now oohh " what would brian boy tono do if he was here right now, he would kick an ass or two because thats what brian boy tono would dooo....." wait that wont help. uh oh here comes mom if she sees me like this shes going to freak out and get angry thinking i was just watching Scat artist again, i guess i'll just have to wait this thing out... wait my pants are shrinking ah i see these pills only last for 2 minutes. What is Mr. Freeman doing hes hitting The power rangers so hard with his... now i have seen everything.

Daniel
Seeing the Power Rangers hit over and over was too much for me.  I fainted, but not before I left the video camera on "Record".  What I missed was quite epic indeed.  Morgan Freeman roared a triumphant growl and went straight to Zordon's hideout.  As he approached, he could hear someone saying "Ai ai AI! AI! AIIIIIII!" and someone else saying "Alpha 5! Stop! What are you doing???!?!?"  It turns out Alpha 5 is quite into beastiality.  The computer screen glowed with the Robot-Sex 3000 and a donkey doing the unmentionable.  "Morgan Freeman MAD! SMASH!" and Alpha 5 was no more.  Morgan Freeman turned to Zordon: "Now… who are you really?  You're not really just a face!"  "You know who I am… think about it."  So Morgan Freeman thought and thought until it came to him. "I know!  It's David!"  David stepped out inside Alpha 5. "Yes… and if you want to rule the world, there is one more task…"  3 hours later, on the stage of Hooliobibity the shab bastic boobity tabidibalistic slingity ding dong, the great scat man...

Ryan
"AND CUT! That was great people, let's take five" Seconds after the previous phrase got out of the director of "The Greatest Tale Ever Told: An Operetta in 4 Acts" was stung by an incredibly rare form bee and under autopsy it would show that there were traces of tears found in the wound and moments earlier David had dropped dead with nothing but giant wang marks all over his face marks that lead investigators right to Morgan Freeman's House in L.A.
It had been a rough night for Morgan Freeman. Apparently some asswipe in Bollywood, or Japan, or some other weird movie place had been cooking up a movie about him beating a giant robot to death with his cock and now the police had him for murder all in all it was shaping up to be one hell of a long night indeed. It was odd though because when he asked the name of the person he had allegedly killed like 15 people all jumped up and said "I know it's David!" Morgan Freeman had no idea who David was and that was the last thought he ever had before 9 iron came and became aquainted its self  with the inside of his head…
"Damn it Billy! Why did you do it?" asked the bad cop, "What the hell did David ever do to you? Was it money? Power? The fact that there is no such thing as "I know it's Billy!" All the clues pointed to Billy, the finger prints on Freeman's detachable movie cock and even a little note that said "I know it's ME!!! AHAHAHAAH" It was just a matter of time before he cracked. Billy glared defiantly into the eyes of his interrogator, "No I didn't kill David NO ONE CAN, DAMN IT! He's a roach, a GOD DAMN ROACH! Who ever had the pleasure of killing him is most definitely a far happier person than I" The good cop stepped forward. "So if you didn't kill David who did?"  The extended minutes of silence in the room was broken only by the gentle hum of a refigerator that was being dragged in for questioning…

THE FINAL ACT: A PREDATOR AWAKES

It had almost been too easy, taking care of the director, David, and Morgan Freeman had left him in the clear for his true plans. They'd all just been pawns, Billy, the refriderator, and even the ironically black Power Ranger/person Zack! Soon there would be nothing left to stop him from completing his plans for global domination. "It's time" he said with a wry smile soon they would have no choice the only people who could stop him now were dead or had already been brought about to his way of thinking. Why have so much conflict when everyone can be forced to believe in the same thing? Why do we have so many choices when there is really only one? Who needs that many CD's when the only one that mattered was "Miniittty boobittttyboo bapbaAAA! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" Now with the cancellation of the Operetta in 4 acts everyone would see his scat show and they would be forced to like it. Think about it, no David, no Morgan Freeman, no Billy, and certainly no freaky sex romps featuring a naked Morgan Freeman. Scat is all that is left….

2 years later

Hooliobibity the shab bastic boobity tabidibalistic slingity ding dong is elected as the next leader of the world and all art forms other than Scat are eradicated without prejudice. 


THE END…….. or is it?
The Revolutionary Bitch
check out this card I made for Ryan's birthday