Post by Aunt Arlene on Oct 3, 2004 19:48:57 GMT -5
I thought I'd try my hand at this.
Angel is notified about a new source of demonic energy. The gang heads out to investigate only to find themselves in a seemingly innocent mountain town.
Wesley: You said South Park, Colorado, right Angel?
Angel: Yeah. It's seems a little quiet. I don't see any demons.
The town notices the new arrivals and come out to meet them.
Angel: Maybe I spoke too soon.
Gunn: Have you folks seen anything strange in your town lately?
A small group of children start to regale them with all sorts of sordid stories.
Stan: Let's see. We had Scuzzlebutt, a succubus, a giant stone Abraham Lincoln, David Blaine, aliens...
Cartman: Don't forget Barbara Streisand.
The gang shudders at the last revelation.
Mr. Garrison: So where are you folks from?
Spike: Hey look! He's got a wee puppet man! Just like you, Angel! Same personality and everything.
Angel: Shut up Spike.
Spike: Of course the puppet has the decency to cover up his train wreck hairdo.
Angel: I wouldn't start with the hair, Captain Peroxide.
The gang begins to tell the townspeople about some of the demons they have faced.
Cartman: Jasmine, huh? I'd never let a woman kick my ass. I'd just tell her "get your b1tch ass back in the kitchen and bake me a pie!" Sounds to me like she was an evil, lying sack anyway.
Angel: Hey. Where's Lorne?
Kyle: Yeah. I haven't seen Chef in a while either.
Chef and Lorne rejoin the group.
Kenny: (unintelligable)
Lorne: What did he say?
Kyle: He wanted to know where you two ended up.
Chef walks away alternately whistling and talking to himself.
Angel: What did he say?
Lorne: He said he'd try anything once. I think I'm starting to like this quiet mountain town.
Angel: What are you so happy about?
Lorne: Oh, nothing. I think the sun and fresh air are doing wonders for my complexion. I'm turning a very nice shade of pine.
Wesley: This place is just a little too weird. I think we're in over our heads.
Angel: I agree. Let's get out of here.
Spike (To the townspeople): Screw you guys! We're going home!
Cartman: Hey! That's my line!
As they walk towards their car, Lorne can't help but start singing. He hits an unusually high note and Kenny's head explodes.
Stan: Oh my God! You killed Kenny!
Kyle: You bastards!
Angel is notified about a new source of demonic energy. The gang heads out to investigate only to find themselves in a seemingly innocent mountain town.
Wesley: You said South Park, Colorado, right Angel?
Angel: Yeah. It's seems a little quiet. I don't see any demons.
The town notices the new arrivals and come out to meet them.
Angel: Maybe I spoke too soon.
Gunn: Have you folks seen anything strange in your town lately?
A small group of children start to regale them with all sorts of sordid stories.
Stan: Let's see. We had Scuzzlebutt, a succubus, a giant stone Abraham Lincoln, David Blaine, aliens...
Cartman: Don't forget Barbara Streisand.
The gang shudders at the last revelation.
Mr. Garrison: So where are you folks from?
Spike: Hey look! He's got a wee puppet man! Just like you, Angel! Same personality and everything.
Angel: Shut up Spike.
Spike: Of course the puppet has the decency to cover up his train wreck hairdo.
Angel: I wouldn't start with the hair, Captain Peroxide.
The gang begins to tell the townspeople about some of the demons they have faced.
Cartman: Jasmine, huh? I'd never let a woman kick my ass. I'd just tell her "get your b1tch ass back in the kitchen and bake me a pie!" Sounds to me like she was an evil, lying sack anyway.
Angel: Hey. Where's Lorne?
Kyle: Yeah. I haven't seen Chef in a while either.
Chef and Lorne rejoin the group.
Kenny: (unintelligable)
Lorne: What did he say?
Kyle: He wanted to know where you two ended up.
Chef walks away alternately whistling and talking to himself.
Angel: What did he say?
Lorne: He said he'd try anything once. I think I'm starting to like this quiet mountain town.
Angel: What are you so happy about?
Lorne: Oh, nothing. I think the sun and fresh air are doing wonders for my complexion. I'm turning a very nice shade of pine.
Wesley: This place is just a little too weird. I think we're in over our heads.
Angel: I agree. Let's get out of here.
Spike (To the townspeople): Screw you guys! We're going home!
Cartman: Hey! That's my line!
As they walk towards their car, Lorne can't help but start singing. He hits an unusually high note and Kenny's head explodes.
Stan: Oh my God! You killed Kenny!
Kyle: You bastards!