3Doorbell: RING!
*Sara walks towards door and opens it*
Group of punk Friends: SURPRISE!
Sara: Surprise? What's the surprise for?
Al: Why for your loverly birthday!
Sara: But it's not my birthday.
Mandy: Yes it is. It's July 22.
Sara: Mandy, Hun. My birthday is JUNE 22!
Mandy: Oh, well whose birthday is it?
Sara: *thinks deeply* AHA! It's Brittany's .
Group of punk friends: *looks disappointed*
Mandy: To Brittany's house!
Lauren: Yeah to Britt's house!
Group of punk friends: *grins and walks away*
Sara: Wait don't go! I want some cake!... O well. wait for meeeeeeee!
After hours of walking to Brittany's.
Group of punk friends (including Sara): Surprises!
Brittany: wow thanks guys. where's the presents?
Jordan: well we all chipped in and decided to buy you this. *pulls out creature from behind crowd. *
Brittany: Is it a goat?!
Jordan: I could explain it to you, but it wouldn't explain it to you
Brittany: *looks confused* ok then . thanks guys! It kinda looks like Lauren.
Travis: Yeah Lauren is a sexy beast!
Sara: Yeah! You sexy beast!
Lauren: You freak!
Sara: Don't be gay!
Autumn: Eww, you're looking at me. Stop staring at me; you're freaking me out.
Lauren: O hi honey. And thanks. GRRROOOOWWWWLLLLLL! From now on you will refer to me as Chinese Monk Ping. My sister will be Japanese Ninja Lee, and Sara will be Chinese Monk Pong. So we can be Ping Pong!
Japanese Ninja Lee: It is time for a death match of honor!
Chinese Monk Ping: Yes. But you must remember the golden rule of honor. No tickling during a death match.
Japanese Ninja Lee: WAAA!
Chinese Monk Ping: *prays to Buddha*
Japanese Ninja Lee: NOOOOO the power of Buddha is. too. strong. *Drops dead*
Chinese Monk Pong: *From sidle lines* you have no honor!
Travis: Sara... I mean Chinese monk pong what are you wearing are you wearing me penguino the penguin man?
Chinese Monk Pong: Why, yes. I am wearing you penguino! *Shows off penguin pajamas*
Travis: I see. Chinese Monk Pong! I must tell you... I am your father.
Chinese Monk Pong: DADDY!
Travis: There's something on your face.
Chinese Monk Pong: Ah yes! The nachos! Alex and I had a nacho fight. It is all my legs fault.
Al: its not your leg's fault it's your horrible eating habits with hot dogs and nacho cheese sauce.
Mandy: Why didn't Tarzan have a beard?
Chinese Monk Ping: Because he never went through puberty. DUH!
Mandy: Oh heh, I knew that
Al: *walks over pictures of dinosaurs*
Mandy: You stepped on the dinosaur you dinosaur!
Al: haha ouch I'm hurt!
Travis: Mandy don't say that its bothering me!
Mandy: ok..
Group of Punk friends: *long pause*
Mon: How much is that cheese slice? O never mind I've got plastic fruit from math class.
Mr. Furry Woodland Creature: Monica. get that plastic fruit that other kids have chewed on, out of your mouth! *Takes plastic banana and hits the plastic apple out of Monica's mouth*
Mon: But I was hungry, and I like fruit!
Chris: Look at the sky!
Chinese monk pong: Ahh, it spontaneous blimp combustion.
Jessica: Only Chris could see that cause he is so tall his head is like right there.
Chris: I have a dint in my head.
Chinese monk pong: It's probably because you were dropped on your head when you were little? No that can't be you're to smart. You're like the human calculator.
Travis: Are you going back to the motherland?
Jessica: Yes I need to go see all of my camel jockey family members.
Travis: Will you bring me back a turban?
Jessica: Yeah that and a camel caravan, with belly dancers in the back.
Biffy: I'M A TOTALITARIAN!
Autumn: sure you are Biffy.
Biffy: shut up you peasant.
Rachelle: Is he hot?
Biffy: Is who hot?
Rachelle: You know.
Biffy: OOOO quien es el muchacho caliente?
Brian: Why, I am the hot boy.
Biffy: Shut up you superficial peasant!
Brian: Am not!
Group of punk friends: Are too!
Brian: *lip quivers and walks away sadly*
Biffy: Brian come back! *Runs after Brian*
Mysterious voice from beyond: Biffy loves cows and chickens.
Biffy: And um.. oh. by the way the guys in the country aren't that bad looking.
Chinese Monk Pong: *talks in hick voice* they just have that country hick accent.
Biffy: Yeah I know. Its soooo sad.
Travis: Chinese Monk Pong you look like Snapple in that dress.
Snapple: Yeah well. your new name is Turtle! And my name is now.. SNAPPLE!
Tull: Yeah well Snapple I think your new name should be Mystic cause it has more fruit. like you!
Snapple: Hey. Fine my new, new name is Mystic.
Tull: *to no one* Are you dead? Are you dead mystic?
Mystic: No I'm not dead. Are you dead Annie (Tull's nickname)?
Annie: No. I am VERY much alive.
Biffy: AHHHH! Too much mush. No pet names!
Chris: Mystic! Look out behind you!
Travis: I was just. hangin' out.. In the shower. in the guys bathroom. Whoa that didn't sound right.
Chris: Gasp!
Annie: Travis, it's not a group bathroom, its called a co-ed! Get it right you goof.
Mr. Furry Woodland Creature: *picks up Case's shoe* EWWWWW!
Case: Hey Tull, ya want a hot dog?
Group of punk friends: EWWWWWW
Cases: Yay! Magical Mystery Person got it right!
Chris: George- Hello Fred. Fred- Why, hello George. How are you doing? George- I am just dandy. How are you? Fred- I am quiet fine. George- Quiet fine you say? Fred- why yes. Well there was the other day. But we shant need to go there. George- Oh really? Why Not. I really think we need to Fred. We need to lest you die! Fred- Pull yourself together man! George- Well mental wounds heal far slower than physical, wounds, so I really think we need to talk about it! Fred O shut up! George- You have just proved to me that mental wounds really do take a long time to heal. I mean you were dropped on your head when you were a child. And now your 27 and look at you. You still don't want to talk about it.
Jessica: Chris is a paranoid schizophrenic.
Phone: RING!
Chris: *answers phone* hello?
Nosey telemarketer: Hello sir. I am calling to tell you about our new free clinic for crazy- I mean mentally ill people. Would you care to join?
Chris: Fred! Bob! There is a guy calling for us do you think we should accept his offer? Fred_ Why of course. George- Of course it may give Fred a chance to deal with his. umm. issues. Fred- O shut up! Yes we care to join.
Nosey telemarketer- Sir, I am going to take that a yes, and leave. Bye!