Event: The Annual "Save the Peartrees" Gathering
Location: Downstairs
Cast of Characters: MR members
A hot Summer day. A room full of noisy Loons, Spoons, Goons and guns.
Cases of beer everywhere. Cookies. A couple of expired donuts and a large taco. Whine. Some cheese with that whine, of course.
Les jeux son faits. Rien ne va plus.
Rockindeano (eyeing the taco): Listen up bitches!!
(No one pays attention)
Rockindeano (standing up and shouting): I said LISTEN UP BITCHES!!!!
(The crowd is silenced with one exception)
SP Fan From Oregon: Objection, your honor.
Rockindeano( annoyed): STFU. (then turns to face the crowd and speaks in a pleasant voice): All you weirdos need to understand that this gathering is goddamned retarded. Fuck all to holy hell. You lot need to run into knives.
SPFIO: Objection dammit! You don’t have permission to use the term “You lot”! I call the Wombat to the stand!
Bluejeangirl: Twit.
SPFIO: How dare you?
BJG: I said Twit. You want to buy another vowel?
Rockindeano: Yeah, and Bruce slid into the camera intentionally.
Steveo777: My respect just went up 10x.
JasonD: Please. Everyone knows Neal Schon is the sexy one.
Stevew: I tink a taw a putty-
JasonD: Oh, you are sssssso obsessed.
Stevew: But...but... I tink I taw a putty-
JasonD: Shut up before they throw you out!! You want to stay outside?
Stevew (grinning and drooling): I wnat to stay innside you.
Rockindeano: Oh for fuck’s sake. Can we have a gathering without bringing up the shitpipe?? This is the Vagcastle dammit!
Blueskies: Do you have Perry’s autograph?
Yak: I have fresh sandalwood soap. 3.99 a piece. 5.99 with batteries included.
Rockindeano: Hey buddy, does it have a hole in it?
Yak: Anything for you, Rock.
Artist4perry: I want to talk about the man’s talent.
Rockindeano: I want to see you all with your legs up high while he’s singing Lay it Down a capella.
HOTS: Perv.
Rockindeano: HOTS?? What the fuck is she doing in here!?? Yak!!!!!!!! You and your fucking sandalwood soap!! They sniff it man, they sniff it!!
*Laura: Anyone from *cough-Susie-cough* St. Louis in here?
Rockindeano: Okay everyone! I want to check your IPs. All of you who have DD numbers will be boned. I mean BANNED. Goddamn Stevew and his spelling disease.
Blueskies: DO you or do you NOT know Perry personally???
Rockindeano: I love to sew. I made a quilt. Want some proteins?
Blueskies: Bullshit.
Behshad: Come on! You have more hair under your armpit than the dude in my avatar! Sorry, your highnesss.
RedJoepa13: I posted a picture! I posted a picture! Jpeg! Jpeg!
Blueskies: Ass.
Arianddu: Last week I loved you.
Rockindeano (chugging 3 beers, loud burp): Bitches! Who would like to run their meaty digits through –
SPFIO: OBJECTION!!
Rockindeano: Did Jerry dump all of you in here?? ( he pauses and takes a deep breath) Speaking of which, I need to take one right now. Damn taco. Damn you Stevew! Damn it all to hell!!
In a corner, dressed as a Ninja, T-Bone is dialing 1-800-WOMBAT.
From an old dusty mono radio The Party's Over plays.
Tragchick (yelling): OMG! They are playing Perry on the radio! And I'm on Perry Street!! Cheers! \~/
Rockindeano (while the curtain falls): Oh STFU already.
~THE END~
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