Flossed... A cross between: Lost and Found

"Hey fellas! Wake up! We gotta long ways to drive to this gig!" said Mike.
No one moved.
"Alright, I'll have to take drastic action!" said Mike. No answer.
Mike went up to a mike (hehe) and yelled, "WAAAAAAKE UP!!!"
Again no one moved. He stepped down and went back upstairs. Uncovered Micky's bed......stuffed monkey. Peter's.....pillows. Davy's......Mr Schnieder.
"Oh sorry, Schnieder," said Mike. "Schnieder!!!!!???? Where are those guys??? They knew we had a gig!"Then there was a rumble downstairs.
"Hey Mick, great pa'h'ty," said Davy.
"Yeah, man, it was, but Mike is gonna kill us......" started Peter.
"Mike! Hey Mike! Howaya?" asked Micky."Where were you?" asked Mike.
"Um.....out getting coffee," replied Micky.
"Oh yeah, is that why you're covered in confetti and you smell like pizza?"asked Mike.
"Okay, Mike, you got us, but, man, we can't resist a party," replied Micky.
"Yeah, I know, fellas, but we have a gig and we need rest. I woulda gone too, if we didn't need the money," replied Mike.
"Don't 'ave a....." started Davy.
"A what?" asked Mike.
"Cow!" said Davy.
"Moo! Now, c'mon. Where's Peter?" asked Mike.
"Peter? Peter?" said Micky.
"Not again! Peeeeeeeeteerrrrrr!" cried Davy.
Micky looked in the refridgerator, Davy called out to the beach, Micky looked in some cabinets, and both had the same answer, "No Peter."
"Hey, fellas, who you calling for?" asked Peter, walking in the room.
"Oh, gosh, Pete. You scared us!" replied Micky. "We thought we lost you."
[But this is not the only dissapearance in this story, oh, no. Read on....]
/\"This author is freaking me out!" said Micky.
"Relax, Mick, it's in the script!" said Mike.
"Oh, okay," replied Micky.
The four ran downstairs and hopped in the monkeemobile. Two long hours later......"I'm lost," said Micky.
"Yeh me too," replied Davy.
"Same here," said Mike.
"Where are we?" asked Peter.
"Well according to the map, we are somewhere around the vicinity of lost," replied Micky.
"Oh, good, I thought we were.........lost? Where are we?" said Peter.
"Hey are you sure we took the right fork in the road?" asked Davy.
"Which one were we s'posed to take?" asked Peter.
"Yes, we took the right fork," replied Mike.
"The right one was the wrong one," replied Micky.
"So we shoulda gone left then?" asked Davy.
"Right!" said the others. "Okay right then," replied Peter.
"Left," said Mike.
"Left?" asked Peter. "Right," replied Mike.
"Right?" asked Peter.
"Wrong," replied Micky.
"Left?" asked Davy. "Right," replied Peter.
"Right?" asked Davy.
"Wrong, left," replied Micky.
"Left?" asked Peter.
"Right!" said Mike.
"Wrong, left, right?" asked Peter.
"Left is right and right is wrong," replied Micky
"Right," replied Davy.
"Huh? Left or right?" asked Peter.
"Okay, right is wrong and left is right," replied Micky.
"Right is huh?" said Peter.
"Left is wrong and right is right," replied Davy.
"No, left is right and right is wrong," replied Mike.
"Wrong is right and right is left?" asked Peter.
"No, left is right and right is wrong," replied Micky.
"Wrong is wrong and left is right?" asked Peter.
"'Ow can right be wrong and left be right?" asked Davy.
"Huh?" asked Mike. "It just is," replied Micky.
"Left?" asked the others.
"Right!" replied Micky.
"But isn't wrong right?" asked Peter.
"No, Pete, right is wrong. Y'dig? Left is right!" said Micky.
"That isn't possible!" shouted Mike.
"Yes it is. This is getting us nowhere. It's wacky, but in this case it is true," said Micky.
"Left or right?" asked Peter.
"Left was right!" replied Micky. "Right was wrong!"
"Okay, whatever! Micky. let me drive. This is wacky!" said Mike.
"I'll get you there.You guys go to sleep. This is crazy!"

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