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Post by mh on Jun 1, 2015 2:57:58 GMT -6
hours later, miley says, "i can't keep this up! that guy can twerk forever! he even brought night vision goggles. for night twerking!"
jigglebilly: "well, c'mon!! let's get to twerkin'! everybody likes twerkin'!"
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Post by Babu Baboon on Jun 13, 2015 7:18:21 GMT -6
Miley is getting creamed out there!" Babu says. "We've got to do something!"
"Don't worry. I've goth this," MH says. "Tag me, Miley! I'm coming in!"
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Post by mh on Jun 13, 2015 21:36:28 GMT -6
an exhausted and grateful miley slaps a tag with mh, then collapses.
"miley!" cries skelly jack. "oh, i'm a monster! miley?! what have i done?"
mh jumps out, and with his uncanny clone twerking skills, begins shaking it until no one can take it.
"heavens!" cries skelly jack. "what spankin' twerking!"
"hooo ... i'm startin' to feel funny ..." says jigglebilly.
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Post by Babu Baboon on Jun 15, 2015 8:47:29 GMT -6
"His twerking skills is unbeatables!" shouts the slamoi monster. "You must be stoppings him!"
"But I don't know how to twerk!" Skelly Jack says. "I'm a 200 year old ghost!"
Suddenly, the room begins to shake. "MH's tweking is literally bringing down the house!" Doc Quantum says.
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Post by mh on Jul 24, 2015 1:42:24 GMT -6
thinking quickly, baboon tosses his comrades into an old 'pole position 2' arcade game and flies them out up thru the ceiling into the stuckeys ...
as the casino is buried beneath them. "ghaaaaa!" they hear the solomi monster scream.
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Post by Babu Baboon on Jul 24, 2015 18:59:40 GMT -6
Suddenly, the top half of the Slamoi monster comes crashing up through the floor. "AAAARRRGHH! I shall be having my revenges!" he screams.
"You... you better done skidaddle!" Kenny exclaims. He flings a pecan log at the monster and it lands in his mouth.
"Ack! My kryptonite!" the Slamoi monster gasps, grasping his throat and falling back through the hole in the floor.
"Pecan logs are his kryptonite?" Skye asks.
"The Slamoi Monster has a nut allergy," Babu says.
"Anyone know if Miley Cyrus made it out?" Doc asks.
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Post by mh on Aug 5, 2015 23:23:17 GMT -6
"here i am!" cries miley, crawling from the rubble. "and i've come up with a new dance move -- i call it 'salomi monster'! watch!!"
miley begins gyrating suggestively.
"quick! someone get me to a recording studio!"
"i'm on it," sighs drivvan, who walks up from nowhere. "looks like u guys didn't need my help after all."
then, giving them a dirty look, he picks miley up and begins to run away at super-speed.
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Post by mh on Aug 6, 2015 0:01:58 GMT -6
suddenly there's a flash of light the ghost of jeremiah singe appears.
"ha! hello my izzles! my sons of the train-yard!"
somehow singe seems to be holding a large tray of drinks while devouring an hawaiian 'pu pu platter', and simultaneously holding onto a round object wrapped in a coat.
"singe! where in hell have you been?!" demands babu.
"ah forgive me," replies singe, laying down the tray and gulping a drink.
"but we've been having it large!" and unwrapping the coat, "you see, i've absconded with stinky's head!!"
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Post by mh on Aug 6, 2015 0:27:43 GMT -6
"look buddy," says kenny, crawling out of what's left of stuckey's storeroom, "it's done stinky's head!"
"hello vagabonds," says the disembodied head of lord uppington, affectionately known as stinky. "you're looking quite well!"
"wait?" says doc quantum, "what about the lovely mrs. singe?"
"she's been a bit possessive lately -- as you can imagine, "replies singe. "so i lured her back the old singe mansion, telling her, "baby you and me ain't nothing but animals! so let's do it like they do on the discovery channel! she cackled wildly, and i slipped her a tumbler of absinthe laced with essence of witchers weed -- ha! she'll sleep for a month!" |
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Post by mh on Aug 6, 2015 0:52:02 GMT -6
"but all's well that ends well!" yells singe. "come stinky! we're headed .. ha! ha! ... headed back to the nonstop drinking & debauchery!"
"my head will be found once more! come kenneth & budrick," cries stinky. "we will be having it large! and there will be skanks of all types. thin ones, not so thin ones, ... larger than not so thin ones, ... fat ones .."
"fat ones? ghaaaa!" cries kenny, and as buddy follows, they disappear with singe & stinky in a cloud of smoke.
"well, if that ain't a fine how do you damn do," exclaims baboon.
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