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Freedom Typers
That 12's Show


Dirk: Hey TF! Welcome to my house.

TF: Yo man where the candy man

Dirk: It's in the refrigerator but due to common knowledge refrigerators are in the same place women are.

TF: Why don't we ask politely then?

Dirk: Hm... OK.

Dirk: Hey mom, can we have some candy?

Mom: No sweetie.

Dirk: Sigh

TF: Yo did ya get the candy?

Dirk: No.... Why does my mom forbid us to have candy when you come to my house?

TF: I don't know man but I think it has something to with homosexuality

Dirk: We could still do plenty of other fun stuff. I have a PS3 and an Xbox 360

TF: Yo man let's play

(5 hours later)

TF: Yo man can we stop playing Conker's Bad Fur Day and get some candy man I'm hungry

Dirk: But in order to get candy in these desperate times, we'll have to smuggle it...

TF: Yo man that's why I'm here to help you get man yo

Dirk: Sigh, let's do it.

TF: hehe you sound like you're accepting an offer for sex

(Later)

Dirk: OK, now that we have the train that drove around our Christmas tree, we can use it along with other complicated toy stuff so the candy can be transported to us

Dirk: TF, you will try to grab some extra candy in some storage places that the transportation toys cannot reach. I will be on the lookout for any errors and/or malfunctions in my plan or transportation method.

TF: Hehe, I'm pro at smuggling candy.

(Later)

TF: Hehe, M&Ms, Kit Kats, Hershey's, yum! Some here, some there...

Mom: What are you doing?!

TF: Holy shit! Dirk, hurry man! It's the kitchen patrol! Someone save me!

Dirk: (Upstairs) (Hyped on candy) HEHEHEHEHEE, YUMMY CANDY MMMMMMMM

TF: Oh no man! I'm gonna die! There's only one way to escape..... I must head for the street!

(Runs out of the house and into the street)


TF: YES! NO ONE CAN STOP ME NOW!

TF: HEHE, HAHAHAHA, I SEE A LIGHT HEADING TOWARDS ME! TAKE ME GOD! TAKE ME TO YOUR HEAVENLY KINGDOM!!!

(Smash!)

Dirk: HUH? (Looks out windows) NO, TF! DAMN IT, DAMN MY LIFE!!

(Runs downstairs and out of the house into the street)

Dirk: (Calms down) (Kneeling down) It's this candy that has cursed us. Maybe mom had a reason on why we should not have candy.. Maybe-

(Repetitive car horns)

Dirk: (Looks towards bright, nearing headlight) Dad, TF, I'm coming...

(Smash!)




Dirk: (Opens eyes)

Dirk: Dad, is that you?




(Beeping sound)


(Opens eyes again)

Dirk: Dad, where did you go? Oh, mom....

Mom: (Worried expression) You're at the hospital, sweetie

Dirk: I don't see the irony of this.

Do not smuggle, kids!
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Freedom Typers - by lol - 07-28-2011, 04:07 AM

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