Artist Bros. Enterprises Presents: Mighty Weenie Pathetic Rangers "Bread's Halloween Rash" Parody of, "Zedd's Monster Mash" SCENE I: In Ernie's Junk Food Bar... We're panning across an array of Jack-O-Lantern's Billy cut up--all have cut-outs of brainiac's such as: Albert Einstein, Thomas Edison and Sammy Davis, Jr. It's a Halloween Party and Billy is dressed as a stupid looking Mad Scientist costume with a white-haired frazzled wig on and Kimberly is dressed as a court-jester. Kimberly: So, Billy; what are you going to invent today? Billy: This is ONLY a costume, stupid. Kimberly: Y'sure? I thought you just realized you only can invent fluke inventions. Billy: Yeah, and when I invent the mechanicalized dildo with its own prostate ejaculator, you won't be calling me a mad scientist. Kimberly: THAT'S what you're working on? Billy: Sure. I would've made it a surprise, but it was my pride on the line. Kimberly snickers. Kimberly goes back to sorting threw candies and Billy grabs one and Kimberly roughly pats his hand. Kimberly: Ah AH! No snacking. These are for the kiddies. Billy: Why do we have to give away candies to spoiled, undisciplined kids with gapped front-teeth? It's not like they deserve it or anything. Kimberly: Well, we have no choice, Ernie only allowed us in his place of business today if we volunteered our valued time for servant purposes. Billy: Ahh geez. Well, at least this is better than wearing a Lone Ranger costume like I did last year. Ernie approaches the two wearing an "Eek! The Cat" costume. Billy: Heh heh. That's a funny costume you got on. Kimberly: Well, at least it complements his body-weight. Ernie: You think you're funny, don'tcha, Kim? Kimberly: Hey, that's why they call me the Court Jester. Ernie: Why I oughta... Well, listen, you two knuckleheads, go back to serving. Billy and Kimberly put on "Pocket-Pick the Cook" aprons as Tommy enters the Junk-Food Bar dressed as Casper the Friendly Ghost. Billy: Heh-heh. Well if it isn't the manly stud-dude in a chicken-butt costume. Tommy: Yeah yeah; well listen, Dr. Strangelove, I would've dressed as a peg-legged, patchy-eyed Pirate if it weren't for the fact the people considered it too vio-lent. Sheesh, if our show were anymore soft, you wouldn't know the difference between us and the Care Bears. Billy throws Tommy an apron. Tommy: What would I need these for? Billy: Ernie said since us 19-year-olds look outta place in his pointless Halloween Party... Ernie (on the other side of the hall): I heard that. Billy: ...he told us if we wanted to stay in here, we'd have to work for it. So therefore, we have to make candy for everyone. For Bulk, he had to pay admission. Tommy: Nyeahahah. I don't think so, Mr. Magoo. With my emense sex appeal, I don't think I should. Girls: Hey, is that Tommy?!?! All: All the girls gather around Tommy. Tommy: Ladies, ladies, ladies; I actually have a part in this episode. All: Awww... Billy: You're pathetic, Tommy. One wise man would pity you. You actually think your life is full because you're a living sex-lollipop? Tommy: You're in the doghouse with Kim, right? Billy: Yeah. She wanted to re-schedule sex for every two weeks and I said for every 3 days, and now she called it off. Tommy: Listen, what happened to Trini, Jason and Zack? Kimberly: They told us that we can take our crappy scripts and shove it if we didn't pay them twice as much as they were... Billy slaps his hand and Kim's mouth and gives Tommy a cheesy smile. Billy: Uh, hehehe. She doesn't know what she's talking about, someone slipped a mickey in her Grape Tonic. Aheheheehe. Umm, Zack called as said he felt he'd be the embarressment of the century if he wore that same Young Simba outfit he wore last year--which was dumb to begin with. Tommy: Well that's great, 'cause I really didn't give a damn anyway. Well, you guys wanna hang out later today? Billy: Aw, little boring ol' me? Naw, I don't think so. Ya know, I wouldn't wanna do anything that will upset yer swingin' love life. Tommy: That's not funny. I guess it's time to go to Lord Bread's scene. Kimberly: Joy. Not. SCENE II: At Lord Bread's... Lord Bread is holding his stomach in sickness after observing with his sweaty-goggles the "fun" everyone is having at Ernie's Junk Food Bar. Lord Bread: Ack. That is so sickening. Every Halloween, mindless humans mock the evil dead with plastic paintings belittling the significant greatness of the immoral lowlifes that gave the name "bad guy" a dumb name. Goldar: I'll write my Congressman. Lord Bread: Your sarcasm is only serving to make me more ticked than I am. Goldar: Hey look, master; don't get all bent outta shape, just come up with a plan to spoil everyone's fun. I did. Lord Bread: You're right. In that case, I'll throw those nitwits a party that'll make them SCREAM! Hahahaha, I'm gonna mess around that quote, unquote "macho-stud" that Tommy labels himself by playing with his main weakness. Goldar: What's that? Lord Bread: His ego. When I send down a pod of nitwitty kids (who I might add represent how much the writers kiss their own ass's) who dress like those annoying troopers known as the Pathetic Rangers. Goldar: That's gunna be a little tough, we wasted all our money on steamy special effects and sound-effects that over-hype the fearful appearance that you do not possess. Therefore, we cannot duplicate the stupid costumes they wear. Lord Bread: It won't be necessary. Tommy's common sense is as quick as an Eggo Waffle. Goldar: Ha ha! Lord Bread: This'll be a big bash of the year! Squatt: Ooo great! Can I come to? I've been DYING to try on my new Pippi Longstocking costume! Baboo: I wanna be Little Bo Peep! Lord Bread: You idiots! You are all embarressments to me! Get out and don't come out until the Pathetic Rangers' New Years show. Goldar: But king of brilliance, there isn't gonna be one. Lord Bread: I know. NOW GET OUT! Baboo: Yes sir. Lord Bread: Ha ha! You rangers better watch out, 'cause I'm gonna fix it so that constipation won't annoy you as much as it did before! Hahahaha! Goldar: Now that was the stupidest line of the century. Lord Bread: WHAT DID YOU SAY, GOLDAR!?!? Goldar: Nothing, nothing. I'll get out your way. SCENE III: In the Junk Food Bar... Bulk and Skull are hatching plots to find out the Pathetic Rangers as Skull is picking at a pumpkin with plastic knives expecting them to carve the pumpkin and he continuously breaks them as Bulk notices the gargantuan amounts of kids in cheaply put-together Pathetic Ranger costumes that make them look like fools. Bulk: Sheesh, with all the Pathetic Ranger lookalikes out there, it'll be pretty damn hard to figure out which one is which. Skull: That's right. Bulk: Hmmm, although, maybe one clan of Pathetic Ranger crews will think they'll blend in--and reveal themselves!! Ernie: Quick thinking, nitwits. [snickers] Bulk: Har har, Ernie. Skull: That's right. Bulk: Skull, are you listening to me? Skull: That's right. Bulk shoves Skull's face in a pumpkin. Skull: Ouch! What was that for? Bulk: Look, you're my royal kiss-up and you do and listen to whatever I tell you. Ernie: Hehehe. Ya know, after the way you tried your best to fend off those sick chics who miraculously were turned on to you, it's confirmed my suspicions that you are gay. Bulk: WHAT!?!?! That's insulting. Ernie: Can you blame me? You hang out almost everyday together, you act like you're bottom-buddies or something. Bulk: Ya know, Skull; this man has just desecrated our names. Let's leave and find out who the Pathetic Rangers are! This is one less paying customer you'll have, Fat-Guts. Ernie: Yeah, like you've ever payed in the first place. Now get outta here. -------- Meanwhile... Billy: I'm tired of making cookies. I'm going to stop. Sheesh, I haven't had any fun with you at all today, Kim. Kimberly: Well, the tabloids have been catching on to our seamy escapades at your garage-room. Billy: What tabloids? We express our undying appeal to each other's bed performances almost everyday. Tommy: Yeah, and it's startin' to make my guts turn. Billy: Well now, why don't you tell me and Kim about your wild, back-scratchin' good time beneath the sheets with that hot supermodel, Mr. Lover pants? Tommy: I just don't feel you're worth it, Nerd. Billy: Yeah.... rrrright. Whatever you say. Tommy: I wonder when those planted, duh I mean, spontaneously introduced trick or treaters'll arrive. Bulk walks up to the barrel of apples and starts bobbing for apples. Billy is writing on his clipboard when he double-takes at Bulk with his mouth in the water. He throws his papers down. Billy (annoyed): Oh no... Billy stands away from the counter. Billy: Okay, listen up, everybody; I just would like to announce that the water's been poisoned! No one should go bobbing for apples. Bulk: Wait a minute, how come you just let me bob for apples? Kimberly: Oh it wasn't poisoned until now. ============================= Lord Bread's.... Lord Bread: I'm tired of waiting around. They've had their time of calmness, now to put them on the hot foot! Hahahaah! Alright, fakeoid trick-or-treaters, arise!!! Lord Bread whips out his chained-to-the-hip X-stick and plants in the Junk Food Bar six Pathetic Ranger phoney's whose obvious Lord Bread costumes (with soap-foam shaped helmets) don't even phase Tommy, who plays along with this stupid sharade. ============================= In the Junk Food Bar... Tommy: Hey, kids! Wanna go trick-or-treating? The kids stand there saying nothing. Tommy: Alright, we'll have lots of fun, okay? The "Red Ranger" gives Tommy the F-you finger. Tommy: Hey! Where'd you learn that? Oh well; I suppose your identities are a secret, alright! Heh heh, I'll play along, your secert's safe with me. Billy: Hey Tommy, I just bought an I.Q. x-ray tester. Wanna test it out? Tommy: Why? Billy: 'Cause my first guess is your I.Q. is the size of a stale FIG NEWTON! Tommy: Billy, what's your problem? These are fine, down-to-earth kiddies. Billy: With X's on their belts that are BLACK!?!? Tommy: You're so cynical and I'll ignore it, c'mon kiddies, let's have fun without turbo-nerd over there to destroy it. Kimberly: I never thought I'd say this, but Tommy is acting dummer than you, Billy. Billy: I agree. HEY!! ====================== Outside the Junk Food Bar... Bulk and Skull are preparing to follow several Pathetic Ranger-dressed trick-or-treaters. Bulk: Alright, here's our chance! Let's parade around the city and yank off helmets! Skull: Won't we get arrested for this? Bulk: Well sure, but we have no life, so what'll that mean to us worms? Skull: You're right. ---------------------- SCENE IV: Tommy is wringing his hands in worry while he's walking with the five serious-walking mute "children" to houses for trick-or-treating. Tommy: Ain't this fun, kiddies? Aheh, ahum... "Black Ranger" steps on Tommy's foot. Tommy: Oww!! Cut that out!! Hmmm!! The fake Pink Ranger Trick-Or-Treater peels down the pants of her costume and moons Tommy. Tommy: WHY YOU!! SCENE V: Meantime--in the Junk Food Bar... Kimberly: Oh yes! Trick-Or-Treat break! Billy: What's that? Kimberly: Well, now we get to take Ernie's 12-piece family trick-or-treating. Billy: Uh uh, no way, forget it. Kimberly: It's in the script. Billy: AHh! The proverbial script! Damn it! =========== Bulk and Skull are parading the streets following Ranger lookalikes. Red Ranger Trick-Or-Treater: Do you have the feeling you're being watched, Blue Ranger Trick-Or-Treater? Blue Ranger Trick-Or-Treater: I do. Bulk yanks off "Red Ranger's" helmet and reveals a black girl. Bulk: Uh, are you a Pathetic Ranger? The Black girl digs in her trick-or-treat bag and brings out a can of mace and sprays it in Bulk and Skull's eyes. Bulk: Aaaagh! Skull: Aaagh! They start wobbling around, scaring the other children. Blue Ranger Trick-Or-Treater: Ahhh!! Ahhh!!! It's gonna eat me! Bulk: SHUT UP!! Blue Ranger Trick-Or-Treater: Here! Will you go away if I give you my candy? B.R.T.O.T. drops his bucket of candy on the ground and dashes out there with his sister. Skull: Well, that didn't work--as usual. Bulk: My dad never told me to give up!! We are going to find them! Hmmm... Plan B. We'll yell and act like lost trick-or-treaters and maybe catch their attention. Skull: Yeah well, as old and big as we are, we'll be lucky enough to get the attention of two dead rattle-snakes. Bulk & Skull (whining): HELP! HELP! WAAA!!! All kids--and Kimberly (talking over each other): Oh eww, oh gawd, what lowlifes, oh eww, god, get a life, oh man, let's get out of here. SCENE VI: Meanwhile... Stupid Tommy is still hanging out with the non-speaking children. Tommy: Yeah, we've acquired a LOT of candy. Ahehehehee. Long pause with no response from the "kids." Tommy busts into an impatient fury as his face becomes more worried until he explodes. Tommy: WHY DON'T YOU SAY SOMETHING, YOU MUTES!! Goldar appears out of nowhere with his sword. Goldar: Tommy! Tommy: GOLDAR! What are you doing here? Goldar: A very breif and in fact unnoticeable cameo! Hahahaha! Tommy: Kids, stay back. This dude's trouble with a large potty-mouth. Goldar: You're a fool! HAHAHA! Tommy: Huh!?!? The "trick-or-treaters" turn into Muddies that surround Tommy. Tommy: Goldar: Hahahaha, this was fun!! You're a stupidass! Tommy: You've got a lot of nerve messing with my mind! Goldar: Ya know, Tommy, you set yourself up. This trick was more obvious than William Shatner's hairpiece! Tommy: You tricked me! Now yer gonna pay for it! Tommy begins kicking the daylights out of all the Muddies and trips on himself and falls on his hiney with his long hair whipped on his face blocking his view. Tommy: Damn, I knew I should've gotten a haircut. HUH!?!?! Goldar fizzes away and Tommy is teleported to an ugly, gray and dingy cemetary with tombstones with epitaphes with dead monsters' engravement: "King Jinx" - 5:10 P.M. - 5:23 P.M., 1993-1993 "Dumb-Butt" - 5:13 P.M. - 5:21 P.M., 1994-1994 "Maimed-Head" - 5:15 P.M. 5:24 P.M., 1994-1994 "Moldy-Man" - 5:09 P.M. - 5:22 P.M., 1994-1994 And so on and so forth. Tommy: Alright, you sick psychopath. What's your little game now, Bread?!?! Some stupid looking monster with a walk-on role appears out of nowhere with a chain of keys. Anonymous Monster: That's for me to know and you to find out, weenie! This Anony monster tries to get some keys to open a door leading to the cemetary Tommy is in. Monster: Hmmm, I wonder which key opens the door? Maybe I'll use this much LARGER key! Hahahahaa! Say your prayers, hoodlum. Monster whips out this gargantuan key and opens a tombstone door which releases a pod of old, destroyed monsters (some created by Rita). Tommy: Deee hee! Jumping Jupiter!! What the hell?!?! You chumps are no match for me, I'll just morph! Monster: Oh no you don't! The Annonymous monster snatches Tommy's morpher. Tommy: HEY! You can't do that!! I'll call the police!!! Moldy-Man (from "Smelly Meat"--rapping): There is no escape, you have no team, when I reem you out, yer gonna scream! Hahaha! Tommy: Not YOU again! And get off my shirt, you're makin' me smell, ya decomposed cow-dung! King Jinx: Hahahahaha, I've got my trusty broken-mirror! Tommy: Wait!! Let go of me! RoboDolt: NEVER! I've got the power, you've got the, uhh, uhhh, what was that again? Tommy: NO NO!!! THIS IS CRUEL! LET ME OUT OF HERE!!! SCENE VII: At the Junk Food Bar... Billy and Kimberly are still slaving around making candies when five "Pathetic Ranger" costume-wearing kids approach the two. Blue Ranger: Hey, Kim; where's Tommy? He said he'd take us trick-or-treating. Billy: Well, he uh... He, uhh... Wh, wh, wait a minute; didn't Tommy already take you? Red: No, we've been watching Barney. Kimberly: Billy: Uhhh, I'm sure Tommy'll show up. Run along and play. Hmmm. Kimberly: Ahh the perks of children minds, you can lie and get away with it. Billy: Nevermind them. I knew those conspicuous kids were nothin' but trouble, I wonder who Tommy went with. Kimberly: I don't know. But we need information and fast. Billy: Should we try the secret phone? Kimberly: Oh don't be stupid. We're using the communicators. Billy: Ugh!! Nevermind. Billy and Kimberly walk up to a corner in the hall of the Junk Food Bar and teleport to the command center. SCENE VIII: Alpha is screwing his head back on and Zordon's napping when the duo arrive dressed in the Halloween costumes they're in. Zordon: DAHHH!!! Who are you, and how'd you get in here!?!?! GET THEM OUT OF HERE, ALPHA! IT'S A MAD SCIENTIST AND HIS WIFE! Billy: SHUT UP, ZORDON! If you'd let me talk--it's me, Billy. Zordon: Billy? You should know better than to scare the ba-jeebas outta me. Alpha: Yeah! Kimberly: Look, we've got bigger problems than that. Tommy hasn't returned and he ran off with five trick-or-treaters. Billy: Whose Lord Bread-like costumes were more obvious than a semi-truck collision. Oh well, we can't find Tommy and we're scared. Zordon: Well, fortunately, you cought me at the right time. Because something is happening. He's getting the bean-dip beat out of him by dead monsters unleashed by an annonymous monster who teleported Tommy to a graveyard. Billy: Pretty boys need things like this to happen to them. Alpha: BILLY! Billy: What? Kimberly: We have to help him! Alpha: Aye yi yi. Billy: Did we have to end the scene with Kimberly's annoying cries for help and Alpha's ever-so-annoying Aye Yi Yi's? Zordon (disgruntled): Ugh. Billy: Skip it. SCENE IX: In the graveyard... Tommy: What do you want from me!!?! Gasman: REVENGE! HAHAHAHA! ---------------- Lord Bread: Yes!! It is working. ---------------- Tommy gets free from the dead-monsters and goes back to fighting them as if he'll win. Tommy walks up a tree and flips over and kicks RoboDolt. Moldy Man Meat Monster: I'm gonna kick your ass, your never gonna last, I gonna uhhh.... eh, ummm; beat you up! Yeah! Word up! Tommy smacks MoldyMan. The Abominable Motor-Mouth and RoboDolt--again--grab hold of Tommy and throw him into the air and we do a slow down shot of him being thrown in the air and he falls onto his back. Tommy: Aagh!!! Tommy starts rubbing his battered back. Tommy: My back! It aches. You IDIOTS!! The matresses was over there! Tommy points to the left, where he was scheduled to fall on three mattresses. SCENE X: In the command center... Kimberly: Ooo, I can't stand to look at this anymore. Kimberly walks over to the control panels and turns off the viewing globe. Billy and Kimberly are standing around looking stupid. Alpha: Are you nitwits planning on doing anything? Or are you gonna force me to do all the work again? Billy: Do we have any options? Alpha: No. Kimberly: In that case, it's morphing time! Billy: Ugh, again, my manly authority has been slaughtered. Kimberly: Pterydorky Billy: Tribladdertops SCENE XI: Billy and Kimberly arrive to the Graveyard Tommy is in saying nothing. Tommy: Aww no!! Are you more muddies? Kimberly (evil voice): Yes we are!! Tommy: AWW NO! Aww man! If things could only get worse! Kimberly: Ha ha. Fooled you. Tommy: WHAT?!?!? AFTER WHAT I'VE BEEN THREW?!?!? GET IN HERE AND FIGHT, YOU CRUEL DOPEHEADS! Billy: Hey you, Goo-Fish, you wanna party? Well we'll party, Billy style! Goo-Fish: Not the film-edited ranger! Billy: Oh yes. HI YA!! Billy punches the crap out of a few of the monsters and Kimberly does this obviously staged move in which she is attached to a cable that allows her to twist in the air, side-ways as she kicks another deceased monster. Afterwards, Billy is able to grab Tommy's morpher. Billy: Heheheheh. Hey Tommy, since we saved yer ass for once, I'll hold your stupid morpher as colladeral. Tommy: That's cheap, gimme my morpher or I'll tell People Magazine why you couldn't show up for that interview last Saturday Night. Billy: Here ya go. Tommy: Ha ha! Thanks, you're so kind. IT'S MORPHING TIME! Tommy: CiderZord We take a full shot of the entire cemetary and each ranger tackling a monster while Oingo Boingo's song "It's a Deadman's Party" is playing. SCENE XII: In the command center... Alpha: From the way things are looking out there, those rangers are gunna need help--or at least this episode. Zordon: What are you stirring about? It looks like it's going fine. Alpha: No way, hosea. Funky Chicken just double back-kicked Billy in the testicles and he's right now on the floor reeling in pain. Zordon: You might be right for once, dumb droid. They need the others. Alpha: They could've at least given us a slip for resignition before leaving. Oh well, now I'll have to go fish out the rangers myself. Which'll be great, 'cause I'll just blend in since it's Halloween. Zordon: That's a crock. Don'tcha think the people are gunna notice you're wearing the same costume as you did last year? Alpha: Oh yeah, never thought of that. Zordon: Why doesn't that surprise me? Alpha: Zordon!! Why don't we concentrate on HELP-ping the others instead of bagging on my intellegence? Zordon: Alright. Well, being a kiddie show, no one'll notice why the other rangers only get one line this episode and don't morph. Alpha: Hahahaha, it's great being popular amongst stupid kids. SCENE XIII: Red Ranger, Yellow Ranger and Black Ranger are teleported--already in costume-- to the trio of victims in the cemetary. "Jason": We're here to help! Tommy: Thanks, guys; we're glad you could make it!! They do some unbelievable moves and spin around and do a vaudeville dance that teleports them back to civilization. Billy: Oh good grief, I thought we evolved from using fairly simple yet ridiculous ways of solving our dilemma's. Kimberly: Yeah, but having us dance to "The Sun'll Come up Tommorrow" was less costly than us coming up with a real solution. Besides, three new dumb-teens are coming to permanately wreck our show, so, why not? Billy: Yeah, let EVERYTHING go to hell! Sheesh, settlers are such a waste. ---------- Lord Bread: DAMMIT!! I HATE it when the writers decieve me! I was under the impression Jason, Trini and Zack wouldn't BE on the show today! Goldar: This episode is officially the stupidest of all. Lord Bread: Well, we've gotta let it play out! I'm gonna make Moldy-Man grow! Goldar: Why couldn't you use the ones you made? Lord Bread: My monsters are stupid. Goldar: What does that say about you? Lord Bread: Shut up, Goldar. As I was saying, I'M GONNA MAKE HIM GROW! Lord Bread throws down his banana peeling that makes Rita's old monster from "Smelly Meat" Moldy-Man grow. ---------- Jason: We need BLUNDERZORD POWER, NOW! Zack: Majormess-Cowardly Lion BlunderZord Power is what I want! heh-heh Kimberly: Pterydorky-TiredBird BlunderZord power! Billy: Tribladdertops-Acorn BlunderZord power! Trini: Sabretoothed-Alley Cat-Lipton Tea BlunderZord Power! Jason: Trashosaurus Red-Dragon Liver BlunderZord Power! The BlunderHeapaJunkaMegaZord crashes together. Tommy: Alright! I need CiderZord Power!! With the CiderZord and the easy-as-hell-solver BlunderZord Light-Saver, Moldy-Man is conclusively destroyed and he explodes in the same manner he did in "Smelly Meat" (real original, huh?) SCENE XIV: At the Junk Food Bar... Kimberly, Billy and Tommy are FINALLY taking a break sitting on their barstools--oddly enough, Kimberly is drinking out of a Pink Cup, Billy a Blue Cup and Tommy a white one. Bulk and Skull are hauled into the Junk Food Bar with handcuffs on by a city officer. Officer: Hey, do any of you two know these imbecile's? I cought them on Manchester sexually harrassing a teen-girl in a Pathetic Ranger Pink Ranger costume. Billy: Yeah. They're the not-so-brainy twits that come on our show everyday hoping to crack the secret of all time. Tommy: Yeah, get a life, guys. Officer: Listen, punkoids; I'll let you go, but only 'cause your dopey faces are starting to make my doghnuts go in the direction up and not down. Now I don't wanna catch you stupidass's doing something illegal again, otherwise, you'll be doin' hard-time in the big-house. Have a nice day. Skull: I'm never speaking to you again, Bulk. My halloween fun went down the tubes because I was out ALL DAY long snatching people and harrassing people to help you on this endless pursuit that we'll probably never solve which is to find out who the Pathetic Rangers are! Bulk: You DO whatever I say, Skull; or I'll sell you to "Murder, She Wrote" for money. Skull: Bulk: Aww man, I have had a hard day. I feel so sick. Kimberly: Aww, did Bulky-wolky have too much candy? Kimberly hands them a bowl of Gummy-Bears. Kimberly: Here, want some candy??! [Big Open-toothed smile] Bulk: You people have black hearts. Skull: You're sick. Bulk and Skull's faces turn green and they run out the Junk Food Bar and throw-up and all the people entering the Junk Food Bar yell "Ewwwww..." Billy: Hahahaha, they're a barrel of laughs. THE END (C) 1994 Artist Bros. Enterprises