"Damn" Rachel
thought, "I hate the holidays. . . Bright colors
hurt my eyes" Rachel as you may remember from previous episodes
hated her
school. And now her teacher was making them go to an assembly
about all
the holidays.
"I
hate the holidays as much as I hate them" Rachel thought referring
to her classmates.
"We
all hate her" they thought.
Just
then her teacher made her line up at the door to go to the
assembly. Then one of her classmates raised his hand and asked
who was speaking at the assembly. Rachel thought to herself "Ugh
that was Brandon who asked that, I hate him . . . he's such
a . . . uhm . . . he's such a Magical Mystery Doughnut."
Her
teacher calmly replied "Why didn't I tell you? It's Two Guys
Talking about The Holidays."
"Goddamn
it! I hate Two Guys Talking. . . They are so boring. They don't
even make sense. The premise is good for like one time and
after that, Crut's just running it into the ground. Kind of
like that Cheerleader skit on Saturday Night Live. Oh well
at least my pet rabbit, Chuck Yeager is here with me."
Later
at the assembly ...
blah
blah yadda yadda yeah yeah blah blah yadda yadda yeah yeah
blah blah yadda yadda yeah yeah blah
blah yadda yadda yeah yeah blah blah yadda yadda yeah yeah
blah blah yadda yadda yeah yeah blah blah yadda yadda yeah
yeah blah blah yadda yadda yeah yeah blah blah yadda yadda
yeah yeah blah blah yadda yadda blah blah yadda yadda blah
yadda yadda
.
. o o O O (
This sucks, everyone know Santa and Hannukah Harry aren't real.
. .
except maybe that blockhead Charlie Brown.)
yeah
yeah blah blah yadda yadda yeah yeah blah blah yadda yadda
yeah yeah blah blah yadda yadda yeah yeah blah blah yadda
yadda yeah yeah blah blah yadda yadda yeah yeah blah blah
yadda yadda yeah yeah blah blah
yadda yadda yeah yeah
.
. o o O O (I gotta get out of here, I'm having a wicked carrot
craving)
blah
yadda yadda yeah yeah blah blah yadda yadda yeah yeah blah
blah yadda yadda yeah yeah blah blah yadda yadda yeah yeah
blah blah yadda yadda yeah yeah blah blah yadda yadda yeah
yeah blah blah yadda yadda yeah yeah blah lah
yadda yadda yeah yeah blah lah
yadda yadda yeah
. . o o O O ( For
TWO hours all I've heard is a bunch of bullshit about stupid
meanings behind holidays that no one really belives
in.)
blah yadda yadda yeah
yeah blah blah yadda yadda yeah yeah blah blah yadda yadda
yeah yeah blah blah yadda yadda yeah yeah yeah yeah blah
blah yadda yadda yeah yeah blah blah yadda yadda yeah yeah
blah blah yadda yadda yeah yeah
blah blah yadda yadda yeah yeah
blah blah yadda yadda yeah
. . o o O O ( I REALLY gotta get
out. I want a carrot )
yeah blah blah yadda yadda yeah yeah blah
blah yadda yadda yeah yeah blah blah yadda yadda yeah yeah
blah blah yadda yadda yeah yeah blah blah yadda yadda yeah
yeah blah blah yadda yadda yeah
"I'm going to go to the Bathroom. Come with me,
my pet rabbit Chuck Yeager."
yeah blah blah yadda yadda yeah yeah blah
blah yadda yadda yeah yeah blah blah yadda yadda yeah yeah
blah blah yadda yadda yeah yeah blah blah yadda yeah
blah blah yadda yadda yeah yeah blah blah yadda
One Hour Later
yadda yeah yeah blah blah yadda yadda yeah
yeah blah blah yadda yadda yeah blah blah yadda yadda yeah
yeah blah blah yadda yadda yeah yeah blah blah yadda yadda
yeah yeah blah blah yadda yadda yeah yeah blah blah yadda
yeah blah blah yadda yadda yeah yeah blah blah
"Y'Know Rachel's been gone a long
time."
"Who cares? We all hate her"
yeah yeah blah blah yadda yadda yeah yeah
blah blah yadda yadda yeah yeah blah blah yadda yadda yeah
yeah blah blah yadda yadda yeah yeah blah blah yadda yadda
yeah yeah blah blah yadda yadda yeah yeah blah blah yadda
yadda yeah yeah blah blah yadda yadda yeah yeah blah blah
yadda yadda yeah yeah
blah blah yadda yadda yeah yeah blah blah
Meanwhile
Rachel
was preparing the last fine details of her latest device to
blow up her school this time nothing could stop her. She had
hooked up a hamster wheel to a bomb and after 4.8 revolutions
of the hamster wheel the device would explode. Just as she
was about to release the 2 lab mice into the hamster wheel,
a frugal file clerk came along and shot her and her pet rabbit,
Chuck Yeager, in the damn head. Too bad her Safety Goggles
didn't work.
The End
or is it?
"Come
on help me with this bomb Rachel made Pinky, We'll need it
for tonight."
"Why
what are we doing tonight, Brain?"
"Same
thing we do every night Pinky, Try to take over the world."
