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Darth Christina: This is, like, sooo cool!
*Britney Spears screams:
Darth Britney: You bitch! Darth Christina: Huh? Darth Britney: You, like, wore my cashmere sweater with the chest cut out! Darth Christina: Liar! Darth Britney: Fuck you! :grabs KoRn's CDs and runs off with them: Darth Christina: Those are mine! *barfs out of nowhere: OoOo! More weight loss! *pulls out a scale* 65 pounds. Heehee! Funbreeze! *notices scale vibrates* *well, i personally think you know what happens*
KORN bursts through the window just as Christina's getting it on.
Jonathan: DAYUM! David: Holy--? Head: *confused* Munky: Kinky! Fieldy: Christina! Off! Jonathan: While you're at it, can you-- All: JONATHAN! Jonathan: Oh. Well. *blushes* I was wondering what she did with Fred's dildo. Head: Fred uses a dildo?! *evil look* I'll get 'im back for stealing my beer now! Christina: Oh, like, like, hiiii! David: Where's our CDs? Christina: Britney, like, has them. *twirls hair in frustration*
*KORN stands confused*
Christina: I think she needs some of your music for that rough sex she always does with like her cousin Chad. *sticks out tongue* Fieldy: *to camera* Incest is gross, children. But, humping a scale is the most gross-est thing imaginable! Children in Audience: Ahhhh. Canned Audience: Haaahahahahaaa!!
*Head pulls a gun out of nowhere and points*
Head: *to camera* Shall I kill her, children?
*Jayden holds up a big "YES" sign*
Children: Yes?
*BANG, BANG!*
Parents: YEEEEEAH! Parent #1: No more slut for my daughter to idolize! Parent #2: Damn. Who'll gimme blow jobs now for free? Parent #3: Dan! *smack!* We're married, damn you! Parent #2: Oh. *tilts eyes to side*
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