Time travels fast when you're the best, and now its time again for the seating test debates! 2˝! More pointless guest appearances and ridiculing of public figures all for a good laugh!
Part 1: Flute Fluke?
ME: It's time once again for...
BOB: Wheel of Fortune?
SKEETER: Bowling For Bean Dip?
ME: No you fools! The Seating Test Debates 2˝!
SKEETER: Oh...great.
BOB: Haha I will defeat Vadim! Yes!
ME: Well, it seems as if there's no stopping Strawberry Champagne Girl's reign of terror in the flute section.
SKEETER: Nope. No one's ever going to beat her.
BOB: Well, there have been rumors...about the Flute Organized Injury Liberation! FOIL for short.
ME: I've heard of that, about all the flutes secretly plotting against the one with the chapstick.
SKEETER: FOIL? I thought that stood for front, outer, inner, and last?
ME: Shut up you dim bulb.
BOB: Well, me and the Tiny Turtles captured the FOIL leader! We've got..it...backstage!
ME: Bring it out then!
FOIL LEADER: Curse you fools...I will have my revenge!
SKEETER: Don't talk to us like that! Let's poke him with sticks! *poke*
FOIL LEADER: Ow! Hey stop it that hurt!
SKEETER: You hold him! I'll punch!
BOB: No! I wanna punch!
ME: No I wanna punch!
KIM: NO! I'LL PUNCH! *Punches*
FOIL LEADER: AHHHHHHHH *dies*
ME: Oh well, let's find out who it was anyway!
SKEETER: *takes of mask*
EVERYBODY: It's Devin!
ME: Oh the horror!
BOB: With the leader gone, it looks like Strawberry Champagne Girl's reign of terror will continue.
GAY COWBOY THAT EATS PUDDING: Ayup.
ME: Not if my secret police can help it!
SKEETER: What shenanigans are you up to now?
ME: Nothing...I'm not going to switch Katie's music with Grant's...
BOB: Oh that's good. Otherwise she'd be screwed!
SKEETER: Yeah...good thing your not going to do that.
ME: Yep. Hey what if someone reads this and decides to do it? I guess we'll have to take her music and...protect it...
SKEETER: Don't worry, I'll send my flying monkeys to get them!
FLYING MONKEY: *flies*
BOB: Oh no! Someone let The Mating Monkey out!
MATING MONKEY: Mate mate mate!
ME: I hate the Mating Monkey! Find Turok!
TUROK: I am Turok!
ME: Quick kill the Mating Monkey!
TUROK: I am Turok!
SKEETER: Is that all he says?
TUROK: I am Turok!
SKEETER: You hold him! I'll punch!
BOB: *Holds Turok*
SKEETER: Haha take this! *punches*
TUROK: I...am...Turok...*dies*
ME: Hmm...Turok failed...go Raping Raptor!
RAPING RAPTOR: Rape rape rape!
BOB: Get him!
MATING MONKEY *used mate*
RAPING RAPTOR Pluh! Pluh! *dies*
ME: Curses! Zounds! Yoinks! Now I'm pissed! Go Cerebral Bore!
CEREBRAL BORE: *fires*
MATING MONKEY: AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! MATE MATE MATE?
BORE: *RRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEE*
MATING MONKEY: EEEEEE!!! *dodges bore nimbly*
SKEETER: Go Monkey! You can do it!
BORE: *Comes back around*
MATING MONKEY: EEEEEEEE!!!
BORE: *drills into monkey's small brain*
MATING MONKEY: EEEEEE-Splut! Pluh! Pluh Squish! *monkey's brains fly everywhere*
ME: Haha! Vengeance is mine!
BOB: Darn! I wanted the monkey to win!
SKEETER: Like, so did I!
CHIP: Like? 20 lashes for Skeeter!
SKEETER: NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
ME: Well, we're going to take a short break now to give Skeeter a beat down for being a valley girl. Feeling alone? Good, that means you'll be back for more.
Part 2: Darth Vadim Vs. Big Bob
SKEETER: Ouch! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
UNCLE WILSE: Ha! Take that you valley girl...guy...whatever.
CHIP: Yes you must die! Die! Die! Die!
SKEETER: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Meanwhile...
ME: I hope Uncle Wilse and Chip are giving Peter a good beat down for being a valley girl...guy...whatever.
BOB: Haha! Skeeter's gone! More lines for me!
ME: And now for the main event! Darth Vadim vs. our own Big Bob!
DARTH VADIM: Haha fool! The Horse™ is my ally! None can defeat me!
BOB: The Force™?
DARTH VADIM: No...The Horse™. It surrounds us, and binds the galaxy together.
BOB: So where's this horse you have?
DARTH VADIM: You can't see it! Its like the Force™, except its not.
BOB: You mean...you have an imaginary best friend that's a horse?
DARTH VADIM: Fool! I challenge you heathen!
JUDGE MILLS LANE: Let's get it on!
BOB: *draws tightsaber*
MIKE: Hey! That's Tight™!
DARTH VADIM: *lunges at Bob*
BOB: *dodges nimbly*
SKEETER: Hoho! I'm back!
ME: How did you escape???
BLACK MISTRESS OF PAIN: Hahaha! No one hurts my Skeeter!
ME: Curses! The Black Mistress Of Pain!
BLACK MISTRESS OF PAIN: Go get 'em Skeeter!
SKEETER: Yes mistress...Bob! You hold him...I'll punch!
BOB: *holds Vadim*
SKEETER: *Punches*
VADIM: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! *faints*
ME: How do you do it Skeeter? You've killed everyone in one punch!
SKEETER: It's all thanks to this! *holds up box*
EVERYBODY: What's that?
SKEETER: It's Viagra™!
ME: It helps you punch too?
SKEETER: No...but it gives me confidence and self-esteem!
TEACHER: Oh too bad Skeeter...we WERE going to award you Student Of The Month but now that you've got confidence we'll have to give it to someone else.
SKEETER: Yoinks!
VADIM: I still function! Save me Maria!
BOB: Uh oh...
MARIA: Ha! You laughed at my pants but who's laughing now?
SKEETER: Bill Clinton?
MARIA: Wrong again! *Maria used frog song*
BOB: Noooooooooooooo! *Poof*
ME: Bob turned into a frog!
BOB: Frog frog! Frog frog!
MARIA: Haha! Hey wait...get away from me Frog!
BOB: Frog frog frog! *Bob used Suprise!*
MARIA: AHHHHH I'M MELTING! MEEEELLLLLLTTTTTINNNNGGGG....*disappears in a cloud of smoke*
ME: That was very disturbing.
SKEETER: Like, totally!
BOB: Valley girl! 20 lashes! Uncle Wilse!
UNCLE WILSE: Haha! Die Skeeter!
MONKEY BUDDY: Monkey! I'm here to save you!
ME: You're kinda late. The monkey already died a long time ago.
MONKEY BUDDY: NOOOOOO! MONKEEEEYYYYYY!!!! WHY??????????
SKEETER: You can still save me!
MONKEY BUDDY: You're no monkey! I must venture off to save monkeys everywhere now! Away! *flies away*
BOB: Get him Uncle Wilse!
SKEETER: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
ME: As Skeeter continues his foolish screaming, there seems to be no clear winner in the Vadim vs. Bob fight yet. We'll keep you posted! Now it's time to help Monkey Buddy save the monkeys!!!
Part 3: The Percussion Dreadlock
ME: It looks like if Corrine will take 1st chair yet again, unless by some miracle act of god allows Grant to come away with the number 1 seat!
BOB: Grant is our last hope for unlocking the dreadlock!
SKEETER: Bah! Did you hear him today?
EVERYBODY: Hahahahaha!
ME: Oh well, poor Grant.
BOB: Well, since there's no way anyone's ever beating Corrine, what are we going to do now?
SKEETER: I know! Let's find some people and lock them up in a cage until they beat each other to death!
ME: Sounds like a plan to me!
ANNOUNCER: And now for the fight of the century! It will consist of 6 teams beating each other in a caged arena! Our first team is Team Rocket!
CROWD: Boooooo! Team Rocket sucks! They never win!
TEAM ROCKET: Hahahahahahaha! *intro music plays*
JESSE: Prepare for trouble!
JAMES: Make it double!
JESSE: To protect the world from devastation!
JAMES: To unite all peoples within our nation!
JESSE: To denounce the evils of truth and love!
JAMES: To extend our reach to the stars above!
JESSE: Jesse! *strikes a pose*
JAMES: James! *holds up a rose*
JESSE: Team Rocket blast off at the speed of light!
JAMES: Surrender now or prepare to fight!
MEOWTH: Meowth! That's right! *music ends*
CROWS: Booooooo! You guys suck!
ANNOUNCER: The 2nd team is...Team Monkey!
MATING MONKEY: Mate! Mate! Mate!
ME: Hey you died! Stupid monkey!
MONKEY BUDDY: Haha! I brought him back to life! Now we shall prove Team Monkey is the greatest!
CROWD: Go Team Monkey! Yayyyyyyyyyy!
TEAM ROCKET: We hate you people.
ANNOUNCER: And now our 3rd team...Team Light In The Forest!
UNCLE WILSE: Haha!
TRUE SON: Hoho!
CROWD: We will kill Uncle Wilse!
ANNOUNCER: Team number 4 is...Team Maria Pants!
GRANT: I will kill Uncle Wilse!
MARIA: Hey...can I have a different partner? All he says is that stupid line!
GRANT: I will kill Uncle Wilse!
CROWD: Go Grant! Go Grant!
GRANT: I will kill Uncle Wilse!
ANNOUNCER: Our next team is...Team Abercrombie!
ABERCROMBIE: Hey kids! Buy my clothes!
FITCH: Why doesn't my name go on everything? Stupid Abercrombie!
CROWD: ABERCROMBIE! AND FITCH!
ANNOUNCER: And our final team...Team PokÉmon!
ASH: Prepare for trouble!
BROCK: Make it double...double!
ASH: To protect the world from devastation!
MISTY: To ignite all peoples within our nation!
BROCK: To denounce the evils of truth and love!
ASH: To extend our reach to the stars above!
ASH: Ash!
MISTY: Misty!
BROCK: And Brock!
DUPLIKA: Duplika!
ASH: Team PokÉmon blast off at the speed of light!
BROCK: Surrender now or prepare to fight...all of us!
PIKACHU: Pika pika! (Translation: Meowth! That's Right!)
CROWD: Yay! Go Team PokÉmon!
ANNOUNCER: Our first fight will be Team Rocket vs. Team PokÉmon!
TEAM ROCKET: Hey no fair they have 5 people! We only have 3!
TEAM POKÉMON: You wouldn't win anyway!
JESSE: Quick James! Use the motto!
JAMES: To protect- wait you say the first line!
PIKACHU: *uses thundershock*
MEOWTH: Meowth! Look out!!!
TEAM ROCKET: -huh? AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! *Team Rocket fainted!*
TEAM POKÉMON: Yay!
CROWD: Haha Team Rocket Sucks!
ANNOUNCER: Our next bout will be...Team Monkey vs. Team Abercrombie!
MONKEY BUDDY: Ha! You and your gay clothes will die!
TEAM ABERCROMBIE: Hey wait...we don't know how to fight! AHHHHHHHHHH!
MONKEY BUDDY: Quickly monkey! Use your mate attack!
MATING MONKEY: Mate! Mate! Mate!
TEAM ABERCROMBIE: AHHHHH!!! You tore up our clothes! *Team Abercrombie fainted!*
TEAM MONKEY: MATE!
CROWD: MATE! MATE! MATE! GO MATING MONKEY!
ANNOUNCER: The final bout for the 1st round...Team Light In The Forest vs. Team Maria Pants!
UNCLE WILSE: We'll get you Grant!
GRANT: Never! I will kill Uncle Wilse!
MARIA: Die True Son! *Maria used Frog Song*
TRUE SON: Your spells won't work on me witch! *True Son used magical Indian paints to deflect the spell!*
MARIA: Noooooooooooooo! *poof* *Maria turned into a frog!*
GRANT: I will kill Uncle Wilse!
UNCLE WILSE: Good job True Son! Now lets go home and you can give me a bath!
TRUE SON: Noooooo! Grant! Together we can defeat Uncle Wilse!
GRANT: I will kill Uncle Wilse!
TRUE SON: That's the spirit!
UNCLE WILSE: Benedict Arnold! *Uncle Wilse used handshake!*
TRUE SON: AHHHHHHHHHH! *faints*
GRANT: ARGH! I will kill Uncle Wilse! *Grant used killer comb!*
UNCLE WILSE: AUGH! Die Grant! *Uncle Wilse used handshake!*
GRANT: Must kill Uncle Wilse! *Grant used defense stick!*
UNCLE WILSE: My hand! You chopped off my hand!
GRANT: Haha! I will kill you Uncle Wilse! *Grant used dice spit!*
UNCLE WILSE: Noooooooooooo! *Grant rolled all 6's and Uncle Wilse fainted!*
GRANT: Haha! I have killed Uncle Wilse! Vengeance is mine!
VENGEFUL BLOOD CLAW: Never! Vengeance is mine! All mine! *VBC used swipe!*
GRANT: *Pluh pluh*
VENGEFUL BLOOD CLAW: Haha! Hoo! Hoo ha! Hoo ha hooooooooo!
GRANT: AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!! *Grant fainted!
ANNOUNCER: Well looks like we have a draw...with no winning team our last bout will have to be Team Monkey vs. Team PokÉmon!
CROWD: GOOOOOOOOO MONKEYS!
MONKEY BUDDY: Ok monkey! Give it all you've got!
MISTY: Get away from me you stupid monkey! AH! AH! AHHHHHHHHHHHH! *Misty fainted*
ASH: Go Pikachu!
PIKACHU: Pika pika! *pikachu used thunderbolt!*
MATING MONKEY: MATTTTTTEEEEEEE!!! *monkey fainted*
MONKEY BUDDY: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! MONKEY!!!!!!!!! WHY????????
ASH: Get him Pikachu!
MONKEY BUDDY: Never! I must save the other monkeys in danger! Away! *flies away*
CROWD: Haha!
ANNOUNCER: And the winner is...
VENGEFUL BLOOD CLAW: Vengeance is mine! *VBC used vengeance!*
TEAM POKÉMON: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! *team pokÉmon received a beat down!*
ANNOUNCER: The winner is the Vengeful Blood Claw!
VENGEFUL BLOOD CLAW: Vengeance is mine!
ME: Well, that was a complete waste of time.
SKEETER: Like, it sure was!
BOB: Valley Girl! Don't you ever learn? 20 lashes for you!
SKEETER: NOOOOOOOOOOOO!
ME: Wait! Uncle Wilse is dead! There's no one to whip Skeeter!
SKEETER: Haha!
ME: Oh well...you hold him! I'll punch!
BOB: *hold skeeter*
ME: *Punches*
SKEETER: NOOOOOOOOOO!!!
BILLY: And now I'm going to shove this pencil so far up your @$$ that your intestines will get writer's cramp!
SKEETER: AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
ME: Stay tuned for more death and guts! On FOX Family Channel! Be there or be square!
Part 4: Clarinet Combat
HA I finally got this Damn Clarinet Combat thing sent to Justin that enigmatic FOOL. You thought I was incompetent…. And I WAS! But I finally got the stupid thing sent. Anyway as you may already know I am Grant Halliday you probably know me as a weird crazy queer kid who mumbles and yells and is weird…. Forget all of that! Moreover (Damn Transition!) This section of the
page is MINE! HA HA HA the POWER! I know this isn’t as funny as Justin could have made it but I did it so read it! POWER OVERWHELMING!
MYSTERIOUS VOICE: Are you ready ladies and gents! Are you ready for the Clash
of the Clarinets! Or as ……. HEY OW!
SKEETER: Get him!
JUSTIN: We know it’s YOU Chip!
BOB: YAAAAA! *Kills Chip*
SKEETER: OH MY GOD!
JUSTIN: BOB YOU FOOL!
BOB: What have I done!
SKEETER: *Takes a Viagra Pill* confidence confidence!
BOB: I’m sorry guys it’s just I had to release all my pent up anger from all
the times you guys called me Tobin the Terrier! ARGH!
SKEETER: Want a Viagra?
BOB: Eeeewwww!
JUSTIN: You killed CHIP!
GRANT: Eh? Whots goin on guys…….. Augh! Chip is….(dun dun dun!) DEAD!
SKEETER: Want a Viagra?
Grant: Eh? Blaugh! NO!
JUSTIN: We have no TIME for your antic Canaidian Moontie! Peter and I must Battle like we did so SO many months ago but Grant never got around to sending me his stupid version so I did my own!
GRANT: Tough Stuff!
BOB: EH?!
ALL: !!!
BOB: I always wanted to say that!
SKEETER: Whot about CHIP!
ALL: Who cares?
GRANT: Enough already play your seating tests already!
STIMPY: Hey Ren aren’t those Plastic Shorts!
REN: YOU SICK LITTLE MONKEY!
MARIA: WHY DO YOU ALWAYS MAKE FUN OF ME!?
TOMMY: We don’t hate you…
DEROGATIVE SILENCE
SKEETER: *Plays Test* Oh No I forgot my Viagra!
DUN DUN DUN
SPONGE BOB SQUARE PANTS: *Jumps on Skeeter and Vanquishes Him!*
SKEETER: ARGH! WHY SPONGEBOB!?
SPONGE BOB: I was paid! Ha Heh Hoo Hee!
JUSTIN: Accidents do happen! Heh Heh Heh!
SPONGE BOB: Yo Bub was my other have for finishin’ da’ job!
GRANT: NO! Heathenous SPONGE! YAAAARRRGGGHHH!!! *Eradicates Sponge Bob*
JUSTIN: Oh well. *Plays Test*
BOB: Wow Grant you killed my Sponge Bob!
BEN: NO! I play the flute! *Smashes flute*
GRANT: Pete… I mean Skeeter and Chip are dead and I bet Justin wins again…
How mundane. Man I’m last again aren’t I!
BOB: No! Since you suck so much and Corinne always wins and it’s national opposite day you win!
GRANT: Jubilation!
STIMPY: Hey Ren are those Plastic shorts on the floor?
JUSTIN: Where’s Tommy….. *DUN DUN DUN*
REN: You Sick little MONKEYS!
GRANT: Now lets all register to become Canadian Moonties! Eh?
ALL: OK!
REN: Cripes! I’m late for work!
STIMPY: What’s a Moontie?
I’m Done! Now I must kill Uncle Wilse YEAH!