Tuesday, September 21, 2004

There she goes, there goes Tokyo go go Godzilla

Man, who the F## was THAT dude?
I don't know, but he was creeping me out bro.
Well I'm not sticking around to find out, Ry. It's bad enough we have
the creepy dude around all the time
he's like, Katie's stalker or some shit.
Well, we can't leave. CJ says we have to stick around and cheer her up
*evil stare at CJ* hurry up then, my ass is out of here. George and I have places to be, you know.
*sigh*
Look, you guys are cute, but not helping.
I'd tell you about the time we crashed the hospital, but we're under controlled.. copied..
copyright, you moron! It's amazing you ever made it out of college, dude.
My GPA was three tenths of a point higher than YOURs, bro. So don't look at me.
That's only because you have to share my brain, dumbass, and you hijacked it all through Western Civ senior year.
Can I help it if you had the hots for that brainy chick that sat behind us?
She was hot, dude. Hey and remember that nurse that-
AHEM*
oh, sorry dude.
IF you idiots don't get on with it, I'm going to make you call me God again.
*snickers* sure, dude.
OK, so here's the deal. You want to hear about Vegas, right?
Everyone wants to hear about Vegas.
Well I'm just saying, because some people have never been there.
Well George then those dudes are either jail bait or stupider than us rednecks.
See, this is why I do all the legwork and Jack does all the hands on stuff. I deal with the suits and he deals with the help.
Man, you are worse at telling a story than Parker. And no one bores me to tears more then he does, with all that "back in the old days before we lost Avalon" shit.
@#@#!@%#%$#^#$^$#%
Brief intermission.... *pauses* *rings bell* OK, get on with it or I'm going to bed. I have to deal with a questionsmeister trainee for twelve straight hours tomorrow.
That sucks. Is she hot?
No Ry, remember? it's that old dude. The one that didn't know who Jimmy Page was.
Dude, EVERYONE knows who Jimmy Page is.
YOU don't.
Of course I do. It's the dude the little doctor bro is always arguing about with the other creepy dude.
Speaking of the other creepy dude, remember that time we were in Vegas?
*LMAO* man, that was the fucking coolest thing ever.
So there we were, free tickets to the Ghosts of Avalon concert at Mandalay Bay.
We've got lifetime VIP passes, dude.
Yeah, and since Rache had the dudette at home in school, we got to hang out with Dave.
I'm not usually a big fan of those freaky pins in your ears black death people, but he rocks.
Me either. Those death people are freakier than the creepy dude.
So we're backstage about a half hour into the concert, when the power goes out.
To the whole casino, dude.
Dude. And Jack is all like, man, George Clooney is stealing their money again.
But we knew it wasn't him 'cause Dave told us Clooney is a pansy and didn't really steal any of that money at all.
It was the apples guy.
Apples guy? What the fuck, Ry.
You know, the apples guy from that movie with the genie. The one that talks like Kiel.
He's a DOG? Ryan, your sense of logic is broken, man.
So anyway everyone was freaking out when the lights didn't come right back on.
Running and screaming, crying and fighting
cats and dogs living together and- oh wait, that was that other time, sorry dude.
so we wanted to help, but Dave was all like, "No majick, dude"
That really sucked.
But he didn't say anything about no Godzilla
OR King Kong.
No, he didn't. And he didn't say anything about flashlights or pillars of firelight or babes in really short skirts with trays of beer.
We innocently break out with the Godzilla and King Kong.
Figured if it's going to be a riot, we might as well at least have some fun.
Well, it WAS fun. Even if you did get arrested.
no, YOU got arrested. See? That's you in the mug shot. *holds up framed photo*
Oh shit it is! Man, how'd i get that screwed up in my- wait a minute, we're twins, it's you, too. That IS you not me. You're a jerk, bro.
Proving once and for all why I get to be King Kong and you have to be Godzilla, dude.
Godzilla is ten times cooler than King Kong and you know it.
please. Need I point out the P. Diddy movie?
*smacks stupid brother into silence*
*smacks him again for good measure*
*smacks him again cuz I know it was him that stole my Titans jersey*
You jackass, SHUT UP about that or we're going to have to listen to Joey go on another five hour lecture on Zeppelin history.
Whoops. You're right, sorry dude.
Now say "Ryan is the cooler twin and god of all the universe"
Ryan is the- hey shitbird, those WERE the droids I was looking for. I'm not falling for THAT two times in one week.
That reminds me, did you get a chance to watch the Star Wars DVD today?
I don't know about you dude, but whatever that was that I saw, it wasn't Star Wars. I think George Lucas has got some conspiracy going on.
Remember when Dad took us to see it?
And then we got back to school the next day and no one knew what the hell we were talking about.
Imagine growing up and not knowing the difference between the Death Star and the Rebel Alliance is.
Alright now YOU'RE starting to scare me, and you're my twin brother. That can't be good, I'm leaving.
*ZZZZZZZZZ*
Look dude, she fell asleep. And we didn't even get to finish our story.
We never could have told her that story anyhow, dude.
Yeah. Lucien would seriously kick our asses.
Not that I'm scared of him or anything. *puffs out chest*
Well yeah, but I was talking about the cops.
Oh yeah. Forgot about you getting arrested, dude.
No not that! I meant the law. Remember? We saw it on TV when Mom was watching Law and Order last week. What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.
Shit you're right. Oh well, it's a shame. That was one funny ass story.
I know. And it even had chickens and easter eggs. Every good story has to have easter eggs.
Come on, I want to get going anyway. Trance is DJ at Zero tonight, and he promised to play our theme song when we get there.
Which one? The Kenney Chesney or the Alan Jackson?
No, the new one by those rich dudes.
Hell we are NEVER going to live that one down George, but if it gets me laid I guess I don't care.
What was the name of that dude again that stole our line?
I don't know but if anyone sees him, tell him I said thanks *vbg*









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