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Music News Goes To Disney World!
« Thread Started on Jun 20, 2007, 1:09am »

Music News Goes To Disney World! (Dun Dun Dun)

It was a quite day at the Music News home (with elvis gone) and everyone was just sitting around getting fat, when suddenly someone barged through the door!
elvis: Hey biatches, I got us tickets to Disney World!

Crickets chirp
elvis: We'll be there on gay pride day.
Carlos cheers
Music Wait a minute, why the hell did you get us tickets to Disney World on June 1st?! You know most of us are straight. >:(

elvis: They had discount prices for that week.

TVoholic: I will sell all of my arms and legs to science, along with my large intestine, just to change the date we go.
elvis:*runs to fridge* If you change the day we go *pulls out butter and knife* I'ma butter you with my knife. >:(

Glooba: Don't do it TVoholic! You might lose an eye!
Carlos: I agree. It's my duty as an extremely boring liberal to make you put down that butter. That butter came from cows and farmers who worked long and hard to produce and ship that bu-
Stone hits Carlos.
TVoholic: God bless you music.
elvis: As I was saying, we're going to Disney World on Gay Pride week, and that's final! >:(

SpongeBERT: I always wanted to go to Disney World.

elvis: What the hell are you doing here?
SpongeBERT: My parents kicked me out.

In elvis' bedroom.
elvis: I gotta pack my pink purse, my blue purse, my pink purse with sparkles, my sparkle purse with pink, my-
A loud banging on the door is heard
Music: elvis, are you doing something gay in there?
elvis: No...
Music: Then I'm coming in.
Door slams open
Music: Okay, I thought long and hard on it, but I have a plan. On the first two days, we go to Magic Kingdom and then Epcot. On the last two days, we go to MGM Studios and then Animal Kingdom.
elvis: But I wanna go to Magic Kingdom everyday!
Music: That's where all the gay people are! >:(

We're going there the first day to avoid the gay crowd!
elvis: But I want to get Mickey's autograph!

Music: You can do that the first day!
elvis: No I can't! I hav- *gets hit by tranquilizer*
Music: Thank God. *takes elvis' wallet and runs off*

At dinner..
elvis: All right everybudy! We need to get a lot of sleep tonight, or else we'll be very tired at Disney World. Our plane leaves at 3:30 in the morning!

TVoholic: I hate you so much.
Glooba: Why don't we just sleep at the airport? :|
elvis: Because Jesus hates you! >:(

Glooba runs up to his room, crying.
Carlos: elvis, that was very unkind of you. Go apologize to Glooba before I give you a lecture about conserving the Earth. This time it'll be about how we can all work together to make this pla-
SpongeBERT gets up from the table, grabs Carlos, and sticks his head in the microwave
elvis: Thank you SpongeBERT, now I'm letting you come with us.

SpongeBERT: You were gonna leave me?

elvis: Hey, these tickets are very expensive.

The Next Morning...
elvis: Everybody! It's time to wake up! *Nobody moves* Everybody WAKE UP! *Still, nobody moves*
elvis goes to the closet, takes out a blow horn and megaphone
elvis [into megaphone]: EVERYBODY WAKE THE FUCK UP! >:(

*blows blow horn*
Music: AAAH! My ears! You son of a bitch, I have ear cancer!
elvis: Stop being a wimp, you can do that at Disney World. Come on peopo, let's go!
Soon everyone has all their crap packed up in a car on their way to the airport
elvis: Alright guys, I assume everyone has all their things. Let's get a move on.

SpongeBERT: Wait, don't we have to take Carlos too?
Glooba: *smacks SpongeBERT* We don't need him. He can stay here and have fun with the neighbor's dog again.
elvis: We have to. He has the tickets.

TVoholic: You asswipe! He's probably eaten them by now. >:(

Music: I thought he forgot how to eat.
SpongeBERT: Stop fighting! Let's just go get the tickets.

In Carlos' room...
SpongeBERT is about to enter, when...
Glooba: SPONGEBERT! You forgot to turn on the light! You might have tripped on something!
SpongeBERT: Oh, why thank you Glueface. Here's this shiny penny I found in my pocket.

Glooba eats the penny
As SpongeBERT opens the door and turns on the light, elvis screams
elvis: OH MY GAWD! That's where my purple dress went! How DARE you Carlos. >:(

TVoholic: Jesus Christ, I've seen Indians with better rooms than this.
Music: Do you mean Native Americans, or the real Indians?
TVoholic: Does it matter?
Glooba: Carlos, get the hell up! >:(

Carlos: I'm... too... high. *burps*
elvis: What the hell, that's MY marajuana!!
TVoholic: And that martini I stole from my mom!
SpongeBERT: *picks up burnt piece of paper* What the... he's been smoking our plane tickets!
elvis: *slaps Carlos* Only I may smoke mah tickets. >:(

Glooba: Thankfully, he only smoked two.
elvis: There's only eight left? *smack*
TVoholic: Well, it looks like we'll have to stick two people in a suitcase. *stares at SpongeBERT and Carlos* Hey guys, how would you like to make this trip more exciting?

Outside the airport gate
elvis: Okay guys, let's get on board.
Ticket Lady: Tickets please.
Carlos: I gotta... make a... *burp* pee.
Ticket Lady: Is that a stow away?
elvis: No, that's my Cabbage Patch Kid.
Ticket Lady: Alright, go on board.
Glooba [whisper]: Nice job faking the Cabbage Patch Kid.
elvis: Who said I was faking?
TVoholic: I call shotgun!
SpongeBERT: No, I want shotgun!
Music: I want a gun. Then I'd be a real man.

Carlos: Somebody better... let me *burp* out or I'll *burp* piss everywhere.
elvis: Let him out, I don't want my clothes smelling like piss... Well, his piss.
Music unzips the luggage and Carlos ran(looking like the drunk ass he is) out to the bathroom
TVoholic: I call the window seat!
Music: I want the other window seat!
elvis: Woah, biznitch, I want the window seat too!
SpongeBERT: I wanna watch The Producers!
Glooba: I'll let you out if you give me another penny.
Music: Wait, I need an aisle seat. I might get sick again. That reminds me... I'll be back. *runs into bathroom and throws up*
TVoholic: Wait a minute, I thought Carlos went to the bathroom.
Screams come from the pilot's room, and everyone runs there
elvis: Carlos, pull up your pants and quit peeing on the pilot!
Carlos: O *burp* kay.
Glooba: I'm really sorry you had to go through that, sir.
Pilot: Please kill me.

Pilot [through the intercom]: Alright everybody, take your seats before I eat your babies. We're about to take off.
SpongeBERT: Where's my Gameboy? :'(

elvis: Sorry SpongeBERT, I had to sell it for this Elvis spoon.
SpongeBERT: ELVIS! >:(

elvis: But... But... I can finally eat Jell-O with Elvis.

SpongeBERT: Why you little...
SpongeBERT starts chocking elvis
Music: You got the money?
TVoholic: You got the package?
Music: I think so.
TVoholic: Lemme see it.
Music: No, my package.
TVoholic: I want the drugs. >:(

Music: Oh, that's what you wanted? This is my Barbie Doll. *Takes out Barbie Doll and comb* Who's a pretty doll?

TVoholic: Oh yeah, I made the deal with elvis. elvis! Got the package.
elvis[in raspy voice]: I traded that for this Elvis sippy cup.
TVoholic: Why you little! >:(

*starts chocking elvis*
Glooba: *staring at Carlos, smoking, drinking, and vomiting* Who the hell made you sit next to me?
Carlos: elvis. *throws up cigarettes*
Glooba: Why you little! >:(

*starts chocking elvis, also*
Music: Ah, what the hell... *starts chocking elvis*
Pilot:Everyone please buckle your seat belts, we're about to land in Orlando.
elvis: What the fuck, that was only about ten minutes!
TVoholic: Of course! We were coming from Cape Canaveral, it takes about 3 hours by car!
elvis: But no one wanted to drive that long!
Glooba: I insisted on driving! >:(

SpongeBERT: It doesn't matter, we're finally in Orlando!
Pilot: Everyone, please exit the airplane through the door at the front. Bring all your crap too. That is all.
Music: We're in Orlando!

Glooba: Or are we?

To be continued...?

« Last Edit: Jun 20, 2007, 1:19am by Dr. Glooba »

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