Mom, I was selling chocolates in Mayville, and, well, it's kind of confusing. Chowder: DJ?! You pee in bottles?! DJ: What are you talking about? That one is your pee! Chowder: Uh-uh! It's yours! DJ: It's his! Jenny: May I please speak with Alison? Chowder: Oh, unsanitary! Jenny: Her daughter, thank you. Jenny: Um, is this pee? Because if it is, that's really gross. It's too much for the adult mind to comprehend. DJ: You know, she's probably not gonna believe you. Jenny: May I please use your phone? Chowder: Yeah, sure. DJ: Your boyfriend has most likely been eaten alive. Chowder: Listen, Zee, I really don't know how to tell you this. DJ: Never came back? Chowder: The bottle! DJ: Of course! Zee: Oh, okay, you know what? I really don't have time for this. Anyway, have you two astronomers seen Bones? He left last night unexpectedly and he never came back. There's something evil going on across the street. Just something in the house across the street just tried to eat us! DJ: Yeah, we've been up all night watching it! We haven't even left this room once! Not even to go to the bathroom! Don't drink that! Zee: Oh, gross! Whatever disease you guys have, I'm sure it's got letters and that they make pills for it. Zee: What are you two weirdos up to? Chowder: Oh, nothing. DJ: Cover blown? Chowder: Oh, no detectable movement. Zee: Hey, DJ, I brought you some chocolate. I'll go ding-dong-ditch the house and you'll see. Can I go home now? DJ: Chowder, shh! He'll hear you! Chowder: DJ, this is why nobody will sit next to us at lunch. Chowder: The haunting is subtle, yet really, really boring. Chowder: I got three words for you: trick-or-treat. Chowder: Fine, you want my help? DJ: Yeah. DJ: Chowder, what are you doing?! Chowder: Make it stop! DJ: Quit screwing around! I need your help. Chowder: You're really crazy right now, have you noticed that? I think you're just freaking out because you killed a guy today. You dare me? DJ: Chowder, you're not listening to me! Nebbercracker's haunting me, all right? His blood is on my hands. Walters: Goodbye.Ĭhowder: Heat seeker! DJ: Chowder, what are you doing?! Shut up! Chowder: What? DJ: Nebbercracker's back from the dead. Walters: Then why don't you take it off, Chowder? Walters: Well, you would be so happy if he was under the car, wouldn't you? Chowder: Uh, sorry. Walters: Just let me drive this thing, will you? Mrs. What have you done? Chowder: I'm okay! Mr. Oh, if anything happens, call the police and hide in your closet. Walters: Elizabeth will be here in a few hours. Nebbercracker: Take this! You have to help me, please?! I know you can do it! GO ON!!!!!!!! Constance? I've always done best for you, haven't I? Haven't I, girl? Constance? Let this be the right thing to do. Haven't we? I-I have to make things right. You've been a bad girl, haven't you? You hurt people. Chowder: No, you're not! DJ: I'm not? Chowder: When it's an accident, they call it manslaughter! DJ: I think I'm gonna throw up. Nebbercracker: This is my house!! Why can't you respect that?!?!?!?! Why can't you just stay away from.?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! Oh, no! Urgh, no! Chowder: Whoa. Nebbercracker: This place is not a playground for children! DJ: Got it from now on! Mr. Nebbercracker: You wanna be a dead person?! DJ: No! I love life! Mr. Nebbercracker: You think you can just terrorize my lawn?! DJ: No! I'm sorry! Mr. Nebbercracker: YOU ARE DEAD!!! Chowder: Run! DJ, come on! DJ: Chowder! Chowder: Come on, DJ! DJ: HELP, CHOWDER!!! Chowder: Help!!! Help!!! Mr. Nebbercracker: What have you done? Chowder: Just nudge it over here. Chowder: DJ, run! Get the ball and run! You are so close! Mr. Nebbercracker: Then GET OUT OF HERE! Eliza: My trike. Nebbercracker: Argh, trespasser! Do you want to be eaten alive?! Eliza: No. Nebbercracker: Argh, GET OFF MY LAWN! Mr.
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