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Gerrid and BEARDS are sitting on the front porch of a rundown shack in the everglades. BEARDS is playing 'duelling with banjos' on a banjo
Suddenly an enormous roar is heard from behind some reads.
Gerrid: What th-?
-El Hulkstre bursts through the reeds closely followed by Lil Ginge.
Lil Ginge: Oooh you're so muscley! Come here an squeal like a piggy for me!
-Gerrid and BEARDS watch them go by.
BEARDS: Well ain't that th' strangest darn thin y'ever did see?
Gerrid: Yea I reckon. Hey sister-momma get out here and look at these here idjits!
-Mystique appears in the doorway of the shack, dressed in a ragged apron.
Mystique: woowie! Look at that girl go, if I was twenny years younger I'd be out out there after that young man m'self!
BEARDS: Aww shucks, you wouldn't leave me an gerrid here all on our lonesome now would you ma?
Mystique: No not after the last time... the shack still smells pretty bad from the last time.
-There is a loud explosion. The corpse of El Hulkstre falls through the roof of the shack, there is a large squishing sound. BEARDS peers in.
BEARDS: Well ma, you always said you needed another man 'bout t'house. Well you got one now. On the floor, the walls and the ceiling!
-At this point AfroJoe emerges from the swamp behind the shack. Carrying a sack.
AfroJoe: You ain't seen me. Roight?
Gerrid: What you mean? 'Course we seen yuh, your right here!
-AfroJoe pulls out a gun.
Gerrid: (quite shaken) Where'd he go? *Shrugs* Oh well.
-At this point Lil Ginge runs in an hits AfroJoe over the head with a branch. Knocking him out.
Lil Ginge: You blew up my maan!
-Gerrid and BEARDS look in AfroJoe's sack. Lil Ginge takes the gun and walks into the shack.
Gerrid: It d-d-dynamite! Yehaa!
BEARDS: Yeah, we can blow us up some crocs! We'll be eatin' fine fer a year!
Gerrid: (scanning the Horizon) Somebodies coming, hide the sack!
-BEARDS throws the sack into the shack. Moments later English Bloke emerges from the reeds dressed as Sherlock Holmes and smoking a pipe.
English Bloke: Evening gents. I smell foul play and a flying body, what?
Gerrid: Yessir, lookie here we got the culprit.
English Bloke: Ah yes, the dastardly AfroJoe, up to his random detonations of couples again eh? Question is where's the dynamite?
English Bloke's pipe goes out. Gerrid and BEARDS look at one another.
BEARDS: We put it in the swamp. Dangerous stuff, dynamite.
English Bloke: Indeed, handcuff the ruffian my dear fellow.
-BEARDS handcuffs the unconscious AfroJoe. English Bloke lights his pipe with a match then watches the match burn. Mystique appears at the doorway, holding the sack. Mystique looks at the unconscious AfroJoe, then at the strangely dressed English Bloke.
Mystique: You murderer! You freak you killed that poor man, an sent him through mah roof!
-Mystique tries to capture English Bloke with the sack. English Bloke moves but not quick enough. The sack goes over him.
English Bloke: Madame I fear you are in error...
-A small whisp of smoke appears from the sack.
BEARDS and Gerrid: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
BOOM!! There is an almighty explosion. Everyone is blown to smithereens
Gamezfreak parachutes in.
Gamezfreak: Another happy family destroyed by circumstances beyond their control. Is there any hope for any of us? Until next time, from The Twilight Zone.
NAH NAH NAH NAH. NAH NAH NAH NAH
THE END
Suddenly an enormous roar is heard from behind some reads.
Gerrid: What th-?
-El Hulkstre bursts through the reeds closely followed by Lil Ginge.
Lil Ginge: Oooh you're so muscley! Come here an squeal like a piggy for me!
-Gerrid and BEARDS watch them go by.
BEARDS: Well ain't that th' strangest darn thin y'ever did see?
Gerrid: Yea I reckon. Hey sister-momma get out here and look at these here idjits!
-Mystique appears in the doorway of the shack, dressed in a ragged apron.
Mystique: woowie! Look at that girl go, if I was twenny years younger I'd be out out there after that young man m'self!
BEARDS: Aww shucks, you wouldn't leave me an gerrid here all on our lonesome now would you ma?
Mystique: No not after the last time... the shack still smells pretty bad from the last time.
-There is a loud explosion. The corpse of El Hulkstre falls through the roof of the shack, there is a large squishing sound. BEARDS peers in.
BEARDS: Well ma, you always said you needed another man 'bout t'house. Well you got one now. On the floor, the walls and the ceiling!
-At this point AfroJoe emerges from the swamp behind the shack. Carrying a sack.
AfroJoe: You ain't seen me. Roight?
Gerrid: What you mean? 'Course we seen yuh, your right here!
-AfroJoe pulls out a gun.
Gerrid: (quite shaken) Where'd he go? *Shrugs* Oh well.
-At this point Lil Ginge runs in an hits AfroJoe over the head with a branch. Knocking him out.
Lil Ginge: You blew up my maan!
-Gerrid and BEARDS look in AfroJoe's sack. Lil Ginge takes the gun and walks into the shack.
Gerrid: It d-d-dynamite! Yehaa!
BEARDS: Yeah, we can blow us up some crocs! We'll be eatin' fine fer a year!
Gerrid: (scanning the Horizon) Somebodies coming, hide the sack!
-BEARDS throws the sack into the shack. Moments later English Bloke emerges from the reeds dressed as Sherlock Holmes and smoking a pipe.
English Bloke: Evening gents. I smell foul play and a flying body, what?
Gerrid: Yessir, lookie here we got the culprit.
English Bloke: Ah yes, the dastardly AfroJoe, up to his random detonations of couples again eh? Question is where's the dynamite?
English Bloke's pipe goes out. Gerrid and BEARDS look at one another.
BEARDS: We put it in the swamp. Dangerous stuff, dynamite.
English Bloke: Indeed, handcuff the ruffian my dear fellow.
-BEARDS handcuffs the unconscious AfroJoe. English Bloke lights his pipe with a match then watches the match burn. Mystique appears at the doorway, holding the sack. Mystique looks at the unconscious AfroJoe, then at the strangely dressed English Bloke.
Mystique: You murderer! You freak you killed that poor man, an sent him through mah roof!
-Mystique tries to capture English Bloke with the sack. English Bloke moves but not quick enough. The sack goes over him.
English Bloke: Madame I fear you are in error...
-A small whisp of smoke appears from the sack.
BEARDS and Gerrid: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
BOOM!! There is an almighty explosion. Everyone is blown to smithereens
Gamezfreak parachutes in.
Gamezfreak: Another happy family destroyed by circumstances beyond their control. Is there any hope for any of us? Until next time, from The Twilight Zone.
NAH NAH NAH NAH. NAH NAH NAH NAH
THE END
Next one will be better. This was my first one.
My name is Joe...
Gerrid?
Good... Until the last bit then it just sucked..
Generally good though.
Generally good though.
General Deep South Cliche's I guess. All the Billie Rays and Bobby jo's.
Cletus the slack jawed yokel from the Simpsons. Probably a bit of Forest Gump in there too. Damn I knew Lt Dan should've been in there...
he he
'Squeal like a piggy'
heh
Cletus the slack jawed yokel from the Simpsons. Probably a bit of Forest Gump in there too. Damn I knew Lt Dan should've been in there...
he he
'Squeal like a piggy'
heh
What is this based on?
Gerrid and BEARDS are sitting on the front porch of a rundown shack in the everglades. BEARDS is playing 'duelling with banjos' on a banjo
Suddenly an enormous roar is heard from behind some reads.
Gerrid: What th-?
-El Hulkstre bursts through the reeds closely followed by Lil Ginge.
Lil Ginge: Oooh you're so muscley! Come here an squeal like a piggy for me!
-Gerrid and BEARDS watch them go by.
BEARDS: Well ain't that th' strangest darn thin y'ever did see?
Gerrid: Yea I reckon. Hey sister-momma get out here and look at these here idjits!
-Mystique appears in the doorway of the shack, dressed in a ragged apron.
Mystique: woowie! Look at that girl go, if I was twenny years younger I'd be out out there after that young man m'self!
BEARDS: Aww shucks, you wouldn't leave me an gerrid here all on our lonesome now would you ma?
Mystique: No not after the last time... the shack still smells pretty bad from the last time.
-There is a loud explosion. The corpse of El Hulkstre falls through the roof of the shack, there is a large squishing sound. BEARDS peers in.
BEARDS: Well ma, you always said you needed another man 'bout t'house. Well you got one now. On the floor, the walls and the ceiling!
-At this point AfroJoe emerges from the swamp behind the shack. Carrying a sack.
AfroJoe: You ain't seen me. Roight?
Gerrid: What you mean? 'Course we seen yuh, your right here!
-AfroJoe pulls out a gun.
Gerrid: (quite shaken) Where'd he go? *Shrugs* Oh well.
-At this point Lil Ginge runs in an hits AfroJoe over the head with a branch. Knocking him out.
Lil Ginge: You blew up my maan!
-Gerrid and BEARDS look in AfroJoe's sack. Lil Ginge takes the gun and walks into the shack.
Gerrid: It d-d-dynamite! Yehaa!
BEARDS: Yeah, we can blow us up some crocs! We'll be eatin' fine fer a year!
Gerrid: (scanning the Horizon) Somebodies coming, hide the sack!
-BEARDS throws the sack into the shack. Moments later English Bloke emerges from the reeds dressed as Sherlock Holmes and smoking a pipe.
English Bloke: Evening gents. I smell foul play and a flying body, what?
Gerrid: Yessir, lookie here we got the culprit.
English Bloke: Ah yes, the dastardly AfroJoe, up to his random detonations of couples again eh? Question is where's the dynamite?
English Bloke's pipe goes out. Gerrid and BEARDS look at one another.
BEARDS: We put it in the swamp. Dangerous stuff, dynamite.
English Bloke: Indeed, handcuff the ruffian my dear fellow.
-BEARDS handcuffs the unconscious AfroJoe. English Bloke lights his pipe with a match then watches the match burn. Mystique appears at the doorway, holding the sack. Mystique looks at the unconscious AfroJoe, then at the strangely dressed English Bloke.
Mystique: You murderer! You freak you killed that poor man, an sent him through mah roof!
-Mystique tries to capture English Bloke with the sack. English Bloke moves but not quick enough. The sack goes over him.
English Bloke: Madame I fear you are in error...
-A small whisp of smoke appears from the sack.
BEARDS and Gerrid: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
BOOM!! There is an almighty explosion. Everyone is blown to smithereens
Gamezfreak parachutes in.
Gamezfreak: Another happy family destroyed by circumstances beyond their control. Is there any hope for any of us? Until next time, from The Twilight Zone.
NAH NAH NAH NAH. NAH NAH NAH NAH
THE END
Suddenly an enormous roar is heard from behind some reads.
Gerrid: What th-?
-El Hulkstre bursts through the reeds closely followed by Lil Ginge.
Lil Ginge: Oooh you're so muscley! Come here an squeal like a piggy for me!
-Gerrid and BEARDS watch them go by.
BEARDS: Well ain't that th' strangest darn thin y'ever did see?
Gerrid: Yea I reckon. Hey sister-momma get out here and look at these here idjits!
-Mystique appears in the doorway of the shack, dressed in a ragged apron.
Mystique: woowie! Look at that girl go, if I was twenny years younger I'd be out out there after that young man m'self!
BEARDS: Aww shucks, you wouldn't leave me an gerrid here all on our lonesome now would you ma?
Mystique: No not after the last time... the shack still smells pretty bad from the last time.
-There is a loud explosion. The corpse of El Hulkstre falls through the roof of the shack, there is a large squishing sound. BEARDS peers in.
BEARDS: Well ma, you always said you needed another man 'bout t'house. Well you got one now. On the floor, the walls and the ceiling!
-At this point AfroJoe emerges from the swamp behind the shack. Carrying a sack.
AfroJoe: You ain't seen me. Roight?
Gerrid: What you mean? 'Course we seen yuh, your right here!
-AfroJoe pulls out a gun.
Gerrid: (quite shaken) Where'd he go? *Shrugs* Oh well.
-At this point Lil Ginge runs in an hits AfroJoe over the head with a branch. Knocking him out.
Lil Ginge: You blew up my maan!
-Gerrid and BEARDS look in AfroJoe's sack. Lil Ginge takes the gun and walks into the shack.
Gerrid: It d-d-dynamite! Yehaa!
BEARDS: Yeah, we can blow us up some crocs! We'll be eatin' fine fer a year!
Gerrid: (scanning the Horizon) Somebodies coming, hide the sack!
-BEARDS throws the sack into the shack. Moments later English Bloke emerges from the reeds dressed as Sherlock Holmes and smoking a pipe.
English Bloke: Evening gents. I smell foul play and a flying body, what?
Gerrid: Yessir, lookie here we got the culprit.
English Bloke: Ah yes, the dastardly AfroJoe, up to his random detonations of couples again eh? Question is where's the dynamite?
English Bloke's pipe goes out. Gerrid and BEARDS look at one another.
BEARDS: We put it in the swamp. Dangerous stuff, dynamite.
English Bloke: Indeed, handcuff the ruffian my dear fellow.
-BEARDS handcuffs the unconscious AfroJoe. English Bloke lights his pipe with a match then watches the match burn. Mystique appears at the doorway, holding the sack. Mystique looks at the unconscious AfroJoe, then at the strangely dressed English Bloke.
Mystique: You murderer! You freak you killed that poor man, an sent him through mah roof!
-Mystique tries to capture English Bloke with the sack. English Bloke moves but not quick enough. The sack goes over him.
English Bloke: Madame I fear you are in error...
-A small whisp of smoke appears from the sack.
BEARDS and Gerrid: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
BOOM!! There is an almighty explosion. Everyone is blown to smithereens
Gamezfreak parachutes in.
Gamezfreak: Another happy family destroyed by circumstances beyond their control. Is there any hope for any of us? Until next time, from The Twilight Zone.
NAH NAH NAH NAH. NAH NAH NAH NAH
THE END