Artist Bros. Enterprises Presents: Mighty Weenie Pathetic Rangers "Rangers Fill Up Time, Part II" Parody of, "Rangers Back In Time, Part II" LAST TIME ON THE PATHETIC RANGERS... Lord Bread gabbed and gabbed, and gabbed until we couldn't take anymore describing the basic laws and physics of his sole plan as of this lame two-parter... Lord Bread: ...I'm going to make it so the Pathetic Rangers are kids by turning around the clock of life itself!! Therefore, the rangers will not KNOW they are rangers, and be easy for me to saute their brains! Hahahaha!! ...with this, the young rangers pined hours away performing sadistic, psychopathic crimes on each other's belongings and bodies... Young Tommy: Hey, Kim--wanna see my hairy chest? Young Kim: Would I ever! Young Billy: I don't >think< she's interested. Young Tommy: Who asked you, frog-legs? Billy and Tommy engage in pushing each other's chests back until Billy swings a punch, misses and falls on the ground, Tommy leaps on top of Billy and they start rolling around until they go off camera. ...Bulk and Skull discovered the DooDooHead who had used their prank-bag of soiled human waste material to freeze the young rangers so the world would be doomed against Lord Bread's petty reigns! Lord Bread: ...I'm going to create my monster!! Doo-DooHead, arise!! Can the rangers get out of this already stupid jam? Will Bulk and Skull save their butts for the 400th time and be rewarded with an additonal month of detention and slave labor? Will Capbutt ever give up disco and step into the 90s? Is Miss Appleweed going to eat another Big Mac? Will you puke if you look at her again? Is it really that important to you? Find out on the conclusion of "Rangers Fill Up Time!" NEXT! SCENE I: Alpha is seen sitting in a beach chair reading Saban's Action Heroes in the Buff Issue #230. Zordon: Ah-hem!! Alpha: Doo-doo, doo-doo... Oooo! Zordon: AH-HEM!! Alpha: Yes, yes--what, what, what? Zordon: What are you doing? Alpha: I'm beachin' out. Zordon: When you're supposed to be trying to save the day? Alpha: I've done that crap several times before. Afterall, it's NOT like the cameras are on me. Zordon: Actually, bucket-brains, it is. Alpha: OH NO!! Ah-hehehehe. Oh no! I've been working on this thing all so very long! Zordon: Well? Have you made the Dimugraflyer Dragengalizer? Alpha: Sure, I've made the, Dim--ug-laferer, oh whatever, but it's not complete, I have to eat this banana. Zordon: What for? Alpha: To fill up time. Zordon: The title of this episode has really annoyed me. Observe the viewing globe. Alpha: Screw off. Zordon: OBSERVE THE VIEWING GLOBE! Alpha: Alright, ya pushy twerp, no need to be mean. Now what is it? Zordon: Without the rangers, Doo-DooHead can run rampid across the globe doodying on everyone and everything and no one will be there to stop 'em. Alpha: That's pretty obvious, stupidass; and frankly, I don't know what you think I'm supposed to do about it? Zordon: Ya know, Alpha Smartmouth, I liked you better when you just Aye Yi Yi'ed. Alpha: I'm in a grouchy mood. Zordon: But why? Alpha: BECAUSE I'M SICK OF ALWAYS HAVING TO SAVE THE DAY!! Do I have no DREAMS? Do I have no LIFE?!?! NO! But I've got a fish-face, whose brains are spring-time fresh! And I'm pleased as punch to risk my life everyday for a couple of dummies! So, excuse me, but I'd like you to kiss my ass. Zordon: You're pushing it. Alpha: Well, I got that off my chest. I'm calm now. Aye yi yi, what do we do? Oh woe is Alpha. Zordon: Alright, alright; no need to get sappy. Alpha: Make up your mind. Zordon: I will as soon as you fix up this thingamajiggy. Alpha: Alright. I'm goin' out. Alpha assembles "Rambo"-style accessories on his body and brings out a cannon-like elephant gun. Alpha: Alright, Zordon. I'm ready ta rock! Zordon: I didn't know you were the huffy, strong "Rambo" type. I thought you were the sissy, high-pitched voice, weenie-ish, Steve Urkel type. Alpha: Hey, I had a lot more manly worth on this planet before I got this shaft of a job working at your cheap command center. Zordon: Now don't you talk that way about my command center. I built you, ya know. Alpha: I know! Can't I just have my moment? Zordon: Whatever. Just go out there and do what I say before it's too late! SCENE II: Bulk and Skull are still awwing at how the doody froze them up. Young Bulk: Ya know, this is REALLY beginning to get stupid. We'll get sued for plot discontinuity if we continue to use a Doody monster--again. Young Skull: Yeah, we only left that sack of soiled dook as a prank. AB Writers: Alright then, we'll change him to BoBoHead, the cameraman who can freeze everything into badly developed pictures. Young Bulk: Whatever. Now beat it. Skull, grab the picture! Young Skull: Okay. BoboHead: WAIT! STOP! BRING THAT BACK TO ME! Young Bulk: Why should we do anything YOU say? BoboHead: Because I'm scary! Now give it back to me, you stupid, obese grease-brains! Young Bulk: Buzz off! Young Skull, let's skidaddle! Young Skull: DAhhh!! They run from away from the bush. BoboHead: You can't run, and you can't hide neither! I'm gonna kick your sorry ass's! HAHAHAHAHA!! SCENE III: Lord Bread: What!?!? What is this monkey-shine!?!? You wait seven days, and this is what I get?!?! UGH! Goldar, I can't believe those two little dustballs have made off with MY picture! Goldar: Don't worry, I'll fix it so that their ribcages fall down to their solar plexes! Lord Bread: I don't wanna hear your empty promises, you lowlife! All I want is for you to make grated cheese out of the rangers' little "Friends." YOU GOT THAT, YOU WORTHLESS SISSY!?!? Goldar: Yes, master. SCENE IV: Young Bulk and Skull are still trying to escape. Young Skull: Can we stop running? We've ran two miles! Young Bulk: Don't be stupid! Don't you see? That ugly alien is after our necks! Young Skull: This sucks, though. We always wind up saving the Pathetic Rangers' skimpy, scrawny, worthless necks--and all we get is detention! Young Bulk: Dems the breaks. Someone has to be messed over. Let's get this to a grown-up! Run that way! Young Skull: Right! Young Bulk and Skull run directly into Goldar and he shoves them back onto the grass ground. Goldar: Dahahahahahaha!! BoboHead: Thought you could get away from me!?!?! Goldar: Give it up! Young Bulk: Leave us alone! Goldar: Listen, you worthless, money-drinking, annoying ankle-biters, you better shut up and do what I say if you don't expect to find a few of your limbs in the lake! Young Skull: You wouldn't be by any chance a good guy, are you? Goldar: New-oah! I'm DEFINATELY a bad-guy, and you better gimme that picture, or I'm gonna kick your ass. Young Bulk: Woah, he's the only living being who uses as much profanity as we do! Goldar: I'm threw yaking! Gimme the picture or I'm gonna mess you up! ==================== Lord Bread: I am TIRED of your threats, Goldar; JUST BEAT 'EM UP AND SNATCH IT! ==================== Goldar: Can't I have the moment of feeling like I'm for once calling the shots? ==================== Lord Bread: NO! I sent you down to do the job right! ==================== Goldar: Doah, alright. Listen you two little anurisms, I'm threw playing games. Gimme! Goldar grabs Young Bulk by the shirt and lifts him up and raises his free fist aiming it at him ready to punch him out when Alpha appears. Alpha: Drop him, ya big bully! Goldar: What!?!? Listen, you little pint-size piece of crap, can't you see I'm WORKING!?!? Alpha: Not anymore you are, you big ape! Goldar: I'm gonna have to smash you up, you big ressurection old egg timers! Alpha aims his newly finished machine at Goldar and BoboHead and freezes them up. Young Bulk and Skull run away, yelling in fear. Alpha: Wait! Stop! Don't run! Come back! Doh! Oh well, looks like I'll just have to stalk 'em. Alpha disappears. SCENE V: Lord Bread: What!!! YOU INCOMPETANT IDIOTS CAN'T DO ANYTHING RIGHT!!! SCENE VI: Young Bulk and Skull are still running until they approach the school, where they run into Capbutt, still dressed in hippy format. Capbutt: Oh yeah, it's you two; go into the detention room. Young Bulk: But we didn't do anything! Capbutt: Doesn't matter. Young Skull: But we was chased by an alien monster, and then he took a picture and froze up your students, and then he... Capbutt: I don't wanna hear it! Lying is strictly disallowed in this school, now get in that detention room! Young Skull: Do you think we could've concocted a lie that fast? Capbutt: GO!! Young Bulk: Yes, sir. Young Skull: Toldja we don't get no respect. As Capbutt is walking by, Alpha fizzes into the locker hall. Alpha: Excuse me, is this the detention hall? Mr. Capbutt: It's down by the door. Alpha: Oh yeah, and by the way; no one likes that more-than-obvious rug you wear. Mr. Capbutt: HAW! Hmmmm, what was that? Oh well, must be drinking too much coffee. Bulk and Skull enter the detention room and sit down at a desk. Young Skull grabs a black crayon and starts drawing mustaches on the picture of the frozen young rangers. Young Bulk: What are we gonna do? No one'll believe us! Young Skull: Beats me, but Young Billy looks pretty queer with a mustache and I rather like it. And Kimberly gets a mustache too for insulting me in Part one! Young Bulk: That looks fun. Give it to me! Young Skull: But hey! I was drawing first, and you suck at drawing. Young Bulk: I don't care, I just feel like dictating someone. Alpha V teleports into the detention hall and Bulk and Skull scream. Young Bulk: AHHHHHHH!! Alpha: I REALLY wish you'd stop screaming! I saved your ass's, ya know. Young Skull: He's got a point. Alpha: I'm not here to hurt you--even though I'd like to. I need that picture. It is crucial! Young Skull: Bbbb...bbb...but I... Alpha: On the count of three, you will fall asleep. Young Bulk: Sh'yeah right. I'd like to see you try it. Alpha: ...3. Alpha uses his multi-talented machine to put them to sleep. Alpha: Finally, now that that gross obstruction is out of the way, I'll get this picture. Alpha takes his device and pulls the rangers out of the picture when they convert into real people--Billy and Kimberly end up with mustaches on their faces. Young Billy: Cool, it's one of those pieces of junk you disassemble for... Alpha: Listen, you idiotic Einstein wannabe, you leemme alone. I already heard that song-and-dance in the first episode and Episode Number 63. Young Tommy: What do you want? I was in the process of taking pictures of myself naked to put in the girls' bathroom. Young Adam: No one wants to see your big ass when their washing their hands. Young Billy: Agreed. Alpha: SHUT UP! As I was saying, you're really... SCENE VII: Squatt: Welp, because--again--the Pathetic Rangers have triumphed over your already weak plan and frozen your top-notch slave, you'll have to wait until the effect wears off. Lord Bread: Some heads are gunna roll for this! Baboo: In the meantime, can we have some nachos? Squatt: I want some pie! Lord Bread: WHAT!?!? YOU HAVE THE NERVE TO ASK ME FOR PIE!?!? Get out of my FACE, you two unimportant extras! As I was saying... Wait a minute, I forgot all my lines. Oh well. SCENE VIII: All the Young rangers are sprawled out on the floor on the brink of falling asleep as Alpha is finishing describing their futures. Alpha: ...and that's what your lives are all about. Young Billy: You mean, we get paid 10 bucks a month for risking our lives five days a week? Alpha: That's right. But lemme put it to you like this, you do what I say or I destroy you. What's it gonna be? Young Rocky: Well, since all I had left to do was put starch in every pair of Aisha's underwear and hoisery, I might as well do this. Young Kimberly: Is this gonna hurt? Alpha: I know how to talk her into this. YOU'LL GROW BREASTS RAPIDLY! Young Kimberly: Oh, that's so totally cool! Alpha: And no, it won't hurt. You wanna close your eyes? Young Tommy: Sure, and I'll think about burning Billy's entire wardrobe. Young Billy: Yeah, and I'll be thinking about shaving off of your body-hair that you praise so. Alpha: Alright. Alpha whips out his multi-talented machine--again, and zaps the rangers to their teenage selves incorrectly and each ranger is mixed up. Tommy: I'm wearing glasses. Billy: Why am I wearing a jock strap? Tommy: Hey! That's mine, give it back--right now! Billy: Well okay... Billy starts to unzip his pants. Tommy: NO NO!! WAIT WAIT!! Not here! Billy: Hehehehehe. Rocky: I'm in these over-filled boxers. Aisha: Kimberly! I can't breathe in this leotard! These are smaller than any human can take! How do you handle it? Kimberly: Been wearing it for 2 years, it kinda re-knitted my bones. Billy: Here's your stupid jock strap, Tommy. Tommy: Here's your stupid pair of hearted-underpants. Billy: Gimme! Kimberly: Hey, could you both change underwear--right here? Billy: Sure love muffin. Uhh Tommy, there's a dressing hall right down there. Tommy: Hey, I wanna show her what summer's done with me. Billy: Get outta here! Alpha: Would you immature idiots just be quiet one minute and morph?!?!? Afterall, you don't expect that monster to just sit there frozen forever while you yak about the size of Mr. Mike? Billy: Doah alright. But what am I gonna wear under my outfit. Alpha: Nothing. Now go one! Tommy: It's morphin' time! Tommy: CiderZord Adam: Majormess Kimberly: Pterydorky Billy: Tribladdertops Aisha: Sabretoothed-Alley Cat Rocky: Trashosaurus Goldar and BoboHead suddenly unfreeze. Goldar: ...Skull! You gimme that picture right now or I'm gonna re-arrange your face! And ah... what the... WHERE'D THEY GO!?!? BoBoHead: I hope my friends don't discover I work with you. Goldar: They're gonna pay for this! =================== Lord Bread: What's this? Falling asleep at the switch again? =================== Goldar: But I don't know what happened! =================== Lord Bread: I don't wanna hear it! The rangers are here! See to it they get their just desserts! Squatt: I hope it's pumpkin pie. I hear it gives Blue Ranger pimples. Lord Bread: Oh would you get a life? Can't you see I'm BUSY! Baboo: We'll go back behind the peephole. Lord Bread: That would be lovely, if I hadn't already had that wall ripped off! Baboo: Oh no! =================== BoBoHead: Hold still! I wanna take the picture of death! Rocky: We're not here to pose, you stupid ink-head. Tommy: Knock it off. I only get the clever lines. Goldar: I'm here to kick some can! Just come a little closer so I can rip out your large intestines! Tommy: Wanna bet?!? Come on gang! Goldar: Muddies please? The Muddies appear behind him bouncing up and down. Goldar: Thank you. Goldar uses his sword to create 3 attack dogs. Goldar: Boa, Attilla, Adolf, look; fresh steak meat! Dogs: Arf! Arf! Arf! Tommy: That's no fair! Aisha: I'll handle these bozos! Aisha gets out her bladeblaster and zaps the dogs. Aisha: Alright! ==================== Lord Bread: WHAT!?!? ATTACK DOGS!?!? This is just getting stupid! I've had enough of this tamed little circus act, I'm gonna make BoboHead grow! ==================== Tommy: Hey guys, he's big. Rocky; ask for BlunderZord power. I'm gonna personally take out Goldar. Goldar: I'd like to see you try it without being knocked four or five miles down the nearest river! Kimberly: This monster is horrible! He's photo-shooting everything! BoboHead shoots a woman and the picture falls to the floor. Adam picks it up and studies it. Adam: Hey, this one's a nudie! Kimberly: Gimme that, you pervert. Rocky: Hey, Aisha, I didn't know you had a mole on your... Aisha: Gimme that one too! How'd he get that picture without my super suit being off? BoboHead: I have X-ray vision! Billy: Oh great! BoboHead: By the way, I'd consult a plastic surgeon about that problem you've got under the hood if I were you, Adam. Adam: Shut up! Everyone, try to squinch your legs really narrow. The rangers begin squeezing their thighs together to hide their crotches. Goldar: Pathetic idiots! Hahahaha! You may have got away, but now you're going to pay, I say! Tommy: Nice little limerack. Got any more? Goldar: Yeah! There once was a guy named Venus, whose body was shaped like a... Rocky: Trashosaurus Red-Dragon Liver BlunderZord Power! When Trashosaurus Red-Dragon Liver BlunderZord goes into its solo battle mode... BoboHead: You're no match for me!! Rocky: Oh yeah? I think I am, you outdated Polaroid! BoboHead: Watch this! BoboHead uses a camera to make pictures of every Angel Grave citizen, then he makes a picture double of Rocky's zord. Rocky: What!?!? Oh no! You fake! You're not the real Trasho, whatever! BoboHead: And you ain't the real Red Ranger, fake! Rocky: That's it! You're mine! Rocky proceeds to control his zord to stand there, as does his evil double and BoboHead. AB Writers (sarcastically): Oh yeah, this is gunna get bloody. Rocky: This is it, MooMooHead. This is your last shoot! BoboHead: Why do you keep talking to me like a crooked baby photographer whose business you're vowing to take down? Rocky: I dunno. Did that actually happen? BoboHead: Hey, I ain't telling you. Put up your dukes or get out my face. Rocky: Okay. See ya. Rocky shifts Trashosaurus Red-Dragon Liver BlunderZord to walk away. BoboHead: I wasn't serious, you weenie! ================ Tommy: You think you're tough, Goldar?!?! Goldar: I know I'm tough, mere scrawny human! Wanna duel!?! Tommy: I'm game! Goldar: Good! Tommy: Let's do it! Tommy and Goldar charge towards one another and both get beat up right after the other. Tommy: I need....first aid! Adam: Majormess-Cowardly Lion BlunderZord Power! Kimberly: Pterydorky-TiredBird BlunderZord power! Tommy: You've had enough fun, ugly! Tommy uses Casaba, his short sword to get Goldar and drops it in a muddy puddle. Casaba: Great, [spitting out mud] and I just got a polish. Tommy's is on the ground scrounging away from Goldar who prepares to destroy him. Goldar: I knew you'd fail, with your long reputation and all... Tommy: WHAT!?!? You've got a whole lotta nerve messin' with me! Goldar: I'm gonna teach you a lesson, you concieted nitwit! Billy: Tribladdertops-Acorn BlunderZord power! Aisha: Sabretoothed-Alley Cat-Lipton Tea BlunderZord Power! Tommy sommersalts away from Goldar and grabs his sword and proceeds to engage in the same stalemated battle he was in before. The zords crash together to form the MegaHeapaJunkaMegaZord. Billy: You suck, Rocky; all you did was sit here. Rocky: Yeah, well that double didn't do anything besides try to scare me. But you know me, I'm never scared of anything. Billy: Yeah. AHHH!! A SPIDER ON YOUR SHOULDER! Rocky: DAHHHHH!! Rocky falls behind the panel where the main controls are. Billy: Heh-heh. Billy proceeds to go in Rocky's place and control the BlunderHeapaJunkaMegaZord. Rocky momentarily rises up angry. Rocky: That was a really, low, dirty trick, you geek. Billy: That's why I'm labeled the "eccentric brainiac." Rocky: Gimme back the controls. I'm Red Ranger, I get to call the shots. Billy: Damn. Rocky: Now sit down and look stupid. Billy: Yeah, I'll pick it up from you, you seem to have enough experience. Rocky: That was histerical--dork. In a 30-second battle replete with flying bodies, smashed up machinary, destroyed plant life and rolling, screaming, scratching, biting and sommersalting, the rangers eventually whip out their Blunder-Savor and destroys the double Red-Dragon Liver BlunderZord and BoboHead and rolls of film are sprawled all over the ground. Adam: Mission accomplished! ===================== Tommy: This is it, Goldar! Prepared to meet your maker. We pull out to Tommy in bandages and crutches. Goldar: Hahahahaha, you disgust me! Big talk. This is so funny, I almost hate for it to end so violently! Especially since I'm gonna make ketchup out of your splashing blood! Tommy gets sudden first-aid treatment and he discards his crutches and rips off all his band-aids and screams. Tommy: Yahhhhh!!!! Listen, you metal-catastrophy, I'm gonna make you wish you stayed in your cozy little painroom. Goldar: How'd you know about that? Kimberly: We're here. We heard you were in serious need of assistance. Tommy: That's right Kim, I almost had 'em, ya jerk. Now you brought Boasting Blue with you. Billy: Hey, I don't appreciate that, show-off. Tommy: Beat it! This is my moment of glory. Aisha: Not according to the script. And if Goldar succeeds in making powdered sugar out of you, we'll just be laughing at the the abandoned costume. Happy landings, ego-maniac. Tommy: Doah alright! You can help! Zordon pages them. Adam: What is it, Zordon? Zordon: Well, because motor-mouth over there was boasting over clutching his hands on Goldar's throat, the rock of time will permanately change everything plus it's also making the foundation of earth very slippery. We may ALL die!! Rocky: So what are power plants for? Zordon: Huh!?!? Billy: We'll snap to it. Goldar gets up feeling messed up. Tommy: Hey man, what's yer problem? We never even got a chance to scratch you. Goldar: Well, you took too long. I figured I'd just smack myself around and beat myself up waiting for you incompetant goons to carry out the script right. Kimberly: That's kinda massochistic. Goldar: Uh huh. So is working for Lord Bread. (Lord Bread: I heard that). Goldar: Well, I'm so exhausted from punching my own lights out that I think I'm gonna go home and get yelled at by my emporer. See ya. P.S.: I'm gonna kick yer ass in a future episode, and don't forget it. Tommy pops Kimberly on the head. Tommy: Thanks a lot. Now I'm just plain ol' Tommy. Kimberly: Whatever, we've got destroy the rock, otherwise, we'll have to roll back the rock--to the dawn of time, and sing this tune with me. Billy: You're a disgrace to the human brain. Adam: You've used that line before. It'll go on your personal record. Billy: D'OH! Tommy and the others assembled this giant, 13 ton bazsooka that even all six can't carry so they just aim it at the rock, but just before they do... =========== Lord Bread: What!?!? You reveal your vomit-provokingly disgusting puss just to tell me you FAILED!?!? Goldar: I'm gonna go file my fingers. Lord Bread: I'll get back to you when your next plan fails. AH-HEM! =========== Zordon: Danger, rangers. Adam: Hehehehe, that ryhmes. Billy: Ugh. Zordon: Lord Bread has sent down old destroyed monsters again. Kimberly: Could this be the most pathetic part of this entire episode? Aisha: Worse, this scene will completely destroy the reputation, intrigue and integrety we've used 65 episodes up to build off of cheap thrills. Personally, I don't like this episode title and what it's done to our plot. Suddenly, the Oisterizer, Salinguini and few other monsters Rita slave-drove Finster into creating appear all over the hill surrounding the Rangers. Rocky: Hahaha, these cheap imitations of the original monsters from the Japanese Stock Footage will be no sweat to beat. Let's get 'em. The Rangers (stunt doubles) perform their best on each of the monster in groups of two or three and get knocked over, backwards and flung into the air. The monsters continue to chase the Pathetic Rangers. Rocky: Hmmm, this seems a lot tougher than I though. Billy: We'll need our Power Weapons. Suddenly, the Rangers--obvious mishandling their power weapons (i.e. Power Bow, Power Lance, Power Daggers, etc...)--charge after the monsters. The previously destroyed monsters wrestle the weapons away from the Rangers and begin attacking the Rangers with their own weapons as the rangers begin fleeing from the monster chasing them. AB Writers: I know what you're thinking--this would be a LOT more exciting if we used special effects. BUT...for a bit of nostalgia--we'll give ya'll a treat... Kimberly rolls clear of the tossed Rangers and pulls out her Power Bow and lets it go. The cardboard cut-out strikes the dirt. A noticable three seconds later--FAR away from Salinguini--an explosion is set off. Reader: Some treat. Sal-Linguini: Muhahahahahaha! Kimberly (whining): OH! Kimberly gets pushed by Salinguini and she falls on her butt. Kimberly: Oh, oh; please--please don't hurt me! Kimberly grinds her legs through the dirt when Billy sommersalts over Kimberly and kicks Salinguini's mouth in. Adam: Something tells me it will be a very long time before we win as long as the monsters have OUR weapons. Tommy: Hey wait a second, remember that cannon that Alpha whipped up? Billy: Oh yeah, that ton of trash that gave my shoulder cramps for a week? Aisha: Yeah, maybe that'll roach this monsters! Rocky: Let's do it! They get the cannon and load it up and fire it at the monsters. All: UHN! The blast forces the Rangers backwards as all the weapons are knocked backwards and explode when their weapons drop to the floor. All: Alright. Zordon: Okay Rangers, once again you have suceeded in putting shame to our good name. Billy: We're way too late for that. Zordon: However, the earth will have to endure the horrible sixties all over again if you don't destroy that Rock of Time. Tommy: Okay, let's do it. All: UHN! The Rock blew apart and fragments knock the rangers out and asleep. Alpha: Maybe we should have stolen the rock and turned it back to the days when I used to be a real boy. Zordon: The story of Pinochio lives on. SCENE XIV: Lord Bread's place... Lord Bread: I can't believe I waited seven days to see my plans go up in smoke. One of these days I'm goin to make those Rangers get was comin' to them! SCENE XV: In the detention hall, where Bulk and Skull were sent to do a 5000-word essay about the cruelty of lying... Rocky, Aisha and Kimberly enter the detention hall and begin laughing at Bulk and Skull, who had fallen asleep on their desk because of Alpha's junky invention. Rocky: Hahahahahaha. Aisha: Hehehehehe. Kimberly: HAhahahahaha. Don't they look stupid? Aisha: I know. Hehehehe. Rocky: Well, now what do we do? Mr. Capbutt walks into the detention hall dressed in a three-piece suit like he usually is. Mr. Capbutt: WAKE UP!! Bulk: Duhhh, ahhh... Mr. Capbutt, I... Mr. Capbutt: You haven't so much as written one letter in your essay. Skull: What essay? Mr. Capbutt: Hmmmm... Good question. Why did I send you to detention? Oh well, for whatever reason it may be, It was probably a good one. Kimberly: The fact that you get orgasms off of sending students to detention? Mr. Capbutt: What are you three doing here? I bet I sent YOU to detention too! Why aren't you in your seats? Rocky: NO WAIT!! BUT SIR!! I!! Aisha: Thank you, Kimberly. "Who's the rookie? This is a good idea." Yeah right, I told you we'd get in trouble for going into the detention room to laugh at Bulk and Skull. Kimberly: Well, sorry! Rocky: This bites. THE END (C) 1995 Artist Bros. Enterprises