Post by Daniel on Jan 10, 2006 20:12:58 GMT -5
Bingo Bob - Dr. Xelogo
Daniel - Herman
Herman: Has it really come to this? Has it come to body spray?
Dr. Xelogo: Apparently, it has.
Herman: I seem to recall seeing on the television.. I mean.. Before the repo man took my television because I didn't have any money because I lost my job after my wife left with... well. Anyway. I remember seeing a commercial for this stuff that said "How dirty boys get clean". I think. Was that this product?
Dr. Xelogo: Probably. Hey, that 'Tag' stuff. It looks like a sports dreenk. Didn't you try to drink it one time, Herman?
Herman: Hey, Dr. Xelogo, why don't you shut up? We've all made mistakes.
Herman: I think a more fitting slogan would've been "How Dirty Boys Cover Up Their Body Odor Because They Don't Have Time, Or They're Just Too Lazy To Bathe Regularly"
Dr. Xelogo: Eef they're that lazy, how do they get dirty in the first place?
Herman: ... You just CAN'T let me make a joke, can you? What is it, Xelogo? Hm? You feeling a little inferior or something?
Dr. Xelogo: No, I'm being driven nuts by being stuck in here vith YOU.
Herman: Hm. Where ARE we stuck in, anyway?
Dr. Xelogo: I don't really know... eet looks kind of like prison, but I'm not sure.
Herman: Do we at least have our trusty Axe Body Spray for Men, and Tag Soft Drink?
Dr. Xelogo: Yes. Vhen zee guards come, ve spray them in the eyes and... KILL them!
Herman: All the while, smelling fresh and manly, ready for anything.
Dr. Xelogo: *Sprays a small squirt of the Axe* Ye gods! That's too horrible for vords!
Herman: Ah! I'm... feeling... faint.. can't.. breathe..
Herman: And this stuff still tastes awful; I don't care if you 'please shake well' or not.
Dr. Xelogo: *Hack... cough... wheeze!*
Dr. Xelogo: Vait, did you just try it AGAIN?
Herman: Shut up, okay? Just shut up. Let's get back on topic.
Dr. Xelogo: Oh no... they've called the Tag 'Lucky Day' on the can!
Herman: Maybe it means like 'If you enjoy walking around smelling like the inside of an aerosol can mixed with pure gasoline, it's your Lucky Day!'
Dr. Xelogo: Or you feel like dying of noxious fumes, eet's your Lucky Day!
Herman: Or, 'If your wife left you six months ago, and you're looking for some real poisonous gases to end your miserable existence, it's your Lucky Day!'
Herman: Say, can I borrow some of that?
Dr. Xelogo: No. *Chucks it out a window*
Herman: Do you realize what you've just done? Some poor, innocent child may find that, and... I fear to say it... Might be young and impressionable, and think it's good!
Dr. Xelogo: Ooooooooooooooops...
Herman: It's okay - I think it's a human instinct to fear the scent of death.
Dr. Xelogo: So... should we throw the Tag out there too?
Herman: No, I might be thirsty later.
Herman: And, with that, I think we're done here.
Daniel - Herman
Herman: Has it really come to this? Has it come to body spray?
Dr. Xelogo: Apparently, it has.
Herman: I seem to recall seeing on the television.. I mean.. Before the repo man took my television because I didn't have any money because I lost my job after my wife left with... well. Anyway. I remember seeing a commercial for this stuff that said "How dirty boys get clean". I think. Was that this product?
Dr. Xelogo: Probably. Hey, that 'Tag' stuff. It looks like a sports dreenk. Didn't you try to drink it one time, Herman?
Herman: Hey, Dr. Xelogo, why don't you shut up? We've all made mistakes.
Herman: I think a more fitting slogan would've been "How Dirty Boys Cover Up Their Body Odor Because They Don't Have Time, Or They're Just Too Lazy To Bathe Regularly"
Dr. Xelogo: Eef they're that lazy, how do they get dirty in the first place?
Herman: ... You just CAN'T let me make a joke, can you? What is it, Xelogo? Hm? You feeling a little inferior or something?
Dr. Xelogo: No, I'm being driven nuts by being stuck in here vith YOU.
Herman: Hm. Where ARE we stuck in, anyway?
Dr. Xelogo: I don't really know... eet looks kind of like prison, but I'm not sure.
Herman: Do we at least have our trusty Axe Body Spray for Men, and Tag Soft Drink?
Dr. Xelogo: Yes. Vhen zee guards come, ve spray them in the eyes and... KILL them!
Herman: All the while, smelling fresh and manly, ready for anything.
Dr. Xelogo: *Sprays a small squirt of the Axe* Ye gods! That's too horrible for vords!
Herman: Ah! I'm... feeling... faint.. can't.. breathe..
Herman: And this stuff still tastes awful; I don't care if you 'please shake well' or not.
Dr. Xelogo: *Hack... cough... wheeze!*
Dr. Xelogo: Vait, did you just try it AGAIN?
Herman: Shut up, okay? Just shut up. Let's get back on topic.
Dr. Xelogo: Oh no... they've called the Tag 'Lucky Day' on the can!
Herman: Maybe it means like 'If you enjoy walking around smelling like the inside of an aerosol can mixed with pure gasoline, it's your Lucky Day!'
Dr. Xelogo: Or you feel like dying of noxious fumes, eet's your Lucky Day!
Herman: Or, 'If your wife left you six months ago, and you're looking for some real poisonous gases to end your miserable existence, it's your Lucky Day!'
Herman: Say, can I borrow some of that?
Dr. Xelogo: No. *Chucks it out a window*
Herman: Do you realize what you've just done? Some poor, innocent child may find that, and... I fear to say it... Might be young and impressionable, and think it's good!
Dr. Xelogo: Ooooooooooooooops...
Herman: It's okay - I think it's a human instinct to fear the scent of death.
Dr. Xelogo: So... should we throw the Tag out there too?
Herman: No, I might be thirsty later.
Herman: And, with that, I think we're done here.
