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Friday, July 19, 2013

The Scottish Butter Man

 Narrator: So there was a guys in Paris. Sorry for me English. He wasn't French. Huh? NOT EVERY SINGLE PERSON IN FRANCE HAS TO BE FRENCH! What if he was on vacation or was enrolled in college. THINK TWICE BEFORE YOU EVEN THINK!
Shawn: Dude, we in France... BONJOUR ( Pronounces it like BON-JORE)
Khris: Dude... I don't know why my name isn't Chris with a C. Curse you creativity! Curse you!!!
Mime: ................................( Jumps up and down)
Shawn: WHAT DO YOU WANT?? WHAT IN THE WHOLE WORLD DO YOU WANT YOU FREAK?????!!!
Khris: Let's take the nice approach.
Mime: .......................(Grabs Khris' cheeks)
Shawn: Okay, it's official. We're being messed with by a mime.
Khris: God! Get off of my cheeks!
Mime:.......................NO!
Khris: YOU TALK?
Shawn: MIMECEPTION!!!!
Mime: My name is Bush Ebrows
Shawn: RUN!
Mime: That's not a good idea.
Shawn: Why?
Mime: You didn't try some of our Ratatouille!
Ratatouille Mouse: MY GOSH! RATS DON'T HAVE TO DO A SINGLE DARN THING WITH RATATOUILLE!
Mime: Get in my mime truck.
Khris: I'm scared.
Shawn: Double that!
( A BIG EXPLOSION OF BUTTER!)
Scottish Butter Man: Dudes... It's invisible. Stupid Americans.
Khris: Whoa. It's invisible. Let me go inside.
Shawn: Whoa!
Scottish Butter Man: IT DOESN'T EXIST. NOW SHUT YOUR MOUTHS AND GET IN MY BUTTER SACK SO I CAN TAKE YOU TO CANADA.
Khris: We live in Nebraska.
Scottish Butter Man. Would you just cooperate with me you doofus?
Shawn: Ugh...I don't know.
Mime: BYE BYE....(Injects them and they fall asleep)