Posted by Maroon and Family on 8/28/2001, 12:29 am
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[Club Maroon'd again. Maroon, Maroon II, and Uncle Prodigy are there] Uncle Prodigy: Why the hell am I here, Eric?? We're supposed to be fueding... Maroon: Jaysus, Ed.. this isnt 1964.. People know its fake and were not really fueding.. Uncle Prodigy: Ok so why do you need me?? Maroon II: Hi.. Uncle Prodigy!!!! Uncle Prodigy: What the hell?!?? Who is that?? Maroon: Some bastard demon offspring from the whore Lana and its my son from the future!!! Uncle Prodigy: Damn, I picked the wrong day to stop sniffing paint thinner.. What do you want me to do?? Maroon: Just hold the bastard still.. Ive tried everything.. A safe.. a piano.. the fat chick from section 316's fat urn.. I even had him dragged by a downtown bus.. But the ####er wont die.. Uncle Prodigy: And me holding him will kill him?? Maroon: No, just dont allow him to move... Uncle Prodigy: Oh ok... Maroon II: Where you going with that gun dad?? Maroon: Offscreen.. now shut the hell up.. [Uncle Prodigy holds Maroon II as Maroon walks offscreen and then a gunshot is heard] :::BAM::: Uncle Prodigy: MOTHER ####ER YOU SHOT ME!!! Maroon: What the hell?!?! Ed you let him move?? Uncle Prodigy: What!?! He didnt even have time to move.. How can you say he moved??? Now Im shot in the frickin arm?? What the hell am I supposed to do now?? Maroon: Ed?!?! Youre b###hing about your arm when my time lost bastard son of a whore is still alive.. Why are you so selfish all of the time... Go lick your wounds pussy.. [mother fecker]