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Post by Jhessail on Oct 24, 2008 14:39:40 GMT -5
Sir Kiken has a British accent throughout this whole thing except when we say something about it or whatever XD. But anyway, you'll recognize this Sir Kiken, and this is just part one.
Sir Kiken So ummm, is everyone cool with making Wednesdays, Mayo-day?
Cash: I-I got to say, I’m not okay with it.
Dani: I think it’d make more sense if it was Monday for Mayo-day.
Sir Kiken: I don’t think so because (sigh), you see, we have two days with ts right? Two days with s, course we only have one with a w and one with an f. We can eliminate these ones by making another one with an m, you know? So there would be two m’s, and the only one that would have one left would be the f. Fffffuh
Cash: I still want to go for Mayo-Monday.
Dani: I say we make F, F-day.
Sir Kiken: I like that sound.
Cash: You like the sound of F, man.
Jhessail: You know, you say that very well, you know, that F. Ffffuuuuhh
Sir Kiken: Fuuuuhhh
Charles: ch.
Sir Kiken: What?
Jhessail: Were you just trying to end his F?
Charles: No.
Sir Kiken: f*ck, oh no my toe.
Jhessail: Ow, that looks like it hurts.
Cash: You’re sitting down man.
Sir Kiken: There was a nail and I was turning in the turning thing that you can do in chairs, see I was doing that then there was the, why is everyone silent when I talk?
Cash: Because we like listening to you talk.
Sir Kiken: Do you even know what I said?
Dani: No
Jhessail: Yes I do, you were talking about the turn table thing.
Charles: Turn table?
Jhessail: We should probably get like a band-aid for that.
Dani: I’m a what?
Sir Kiken: A wart.
Dani: I’m a what?
Charles: A wart.
Cash: A wart.
Sir Kiken: A wart.
Dani: I’m a what?
Jhessail: A wart.
Dani: I’m a what?
Sir Kiken: A wart, are you deaf? (Background noise of I’m a what with answers of a wart) A wart. My lord.
Charles: Tally ho.
Dani: Ow
Cash: The word wart does not belong to you. I think it’s your pretentious Englishmen. The word doesn’t belong to you.
Sir Kiken: I don’t think you know that precisely what I have been through the past week and a half.
Cash: Oh I’m sorry, did you get a divorce? I’m happy for that woman.
Sir Kiken: No, NO. No it was not a divorce actually, it was being half-eaten by the frog of Nantucket.
Jhessail: Well you look very good.
Sir Kiken: Yeah, well, it’s called plastic surgery.
Jhessail: Ohohoho, well I see.
Sir Kiken: My bones were turned into ash.
TBC
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Post by Jhessail on Oct 27, 2008 8:53:47 GMT -5
Cash: Plastic surgery fixed your bones.
Dani: W-W-Wait, I’m confused, what did you just say?
Sir Kiken: You just want to record it on your stupid Motor Roller (A.N: Earlier that session of recording, Dani recorded Sir Kiken saying something really odd, something about Anal Flakes)! You have no sensitivity! You know what? Look at this! You’re on Candid Camera! (Picture noise) Yeah, eat that. You don’t like it do you?
Cash: Sir, what a time.
Sir Kiken: You don’t like that do you? Yeah, I didn’t think so.
Cash: I liked that.
Sir Kiken: I’ve got a picture of you being a jerk.
Dani: I’m a what?
Sir Kiken: Enjoy it.
Cash: She is indeed a female. Dani: A picture of me doing what?
Sir Kiken: It’s going on Myspace.
Charles: So, when are we going to go hunt the Yeti in the Alps?
Dani: I-I-I’m a jolt?
Sir Kiken: You’re ridiculous, we’re not hunting any Yetis.
Jhessail: British men don’t hunt Yetis.
Charles: I want to hunt a Yeti.
Jhessail: What about Bigfoot?
Sir Kiken: D-Does someone have sprinkles in here?
Dani: Yes
Cash: You mean Jimmies?
Sir Kiken: You know, bears don’t like sprinkles.
Cash: I have Jimmies.
Sir Kiken: No-no-no, Jimmies are delicious.
Dani: Good thing I have my anti-bear underwear on.
Sir Kiken: There’s no such thing as anti-bear.
Dani: Yes, and I’m covered by my anti-bear foam.
Charles: T-That just doesn’t exist.
Jhessail: I have my chasity belt on if that helps any.
Cash: Maybe you want to try the anti-bear thong.
Sir Kiken: No, no, Bears don’t like to rape people, they just like to maul you and eat you and throw you all about.
Jhessail: Oh dear
Sir Kiken: They love humans so much they like to make multiple parts of us.
Jhessail: … Wait …
Dani: Ahahahaha.
Jhessail: So who has the sprinkles because I need to…uh…
Cash: I have the sprinkles! Would you like some sprinkles?
Jhessail: I would not, I don’t want to be eaten by a bear.
Dani: I spilled the sprinkles on the floor.
Cash: Now I have to pick up every single one of them.
Charles: Dammit Dani.
Dani: There’s only 7923 of them, I already counted them last night. (Alarm Bell Clock sound)
Cash: Whoa, that’s a lot.
TBC
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Post by Jhessail on Oct 28, 2008 7:58:15 GMT -5
Jhessail: Is that like a fire alarm?
Cash: Maybe we should get that caller; he’s been calling for a long time.
Charles: (Yawn)
Sir Kiken: What caller?
Jhessail: Wasn’t that the fire alarm?
Charles: (Meatball/Gollum Voice) How are you today?
Cash: What was that?
Charles: Good morning for you classmate.
Sir Kiken: Have you been inhaling helium again?
Charles: No I haven’t. I was asleep.
Jhessail: I think you’re lying.
Sir Kiken: I think you’re full of shit.
Charles: I’m sorry, I like the helium. It’s really nice.
Sir Kiken: Shit.
Charles: No, no, helium.
Jhessail: Just wait!
Charles: No, just helium.
Dani: You sound like Meatball.
Sir Kiken: Possibly shot. Maybe cucumbers and a pickle or two.
Dani: L-Like the guy off of Teenage Aqua Teen Hunger Force.
Sir Kiken: With Plato and a dirt clot.
Jhessail: You mean Aqua Teen Hunger Force.
Dani: Yeah.
Jhessail: You were about to say Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles weren’t you?
Dani: No I said Teenage Aqua Teen Hunger Force.
Sir Kiken: You’re full of a substance, let’s call it.
Cash: It, it? Say oh bugger.
Sir Kiken: Oh bugger. Why, why would you want me to say that?
Dani: Say bloody hell.
Sir Kiken: Bloody hell, I’m not going to say what you tell me to say. Alright? No.
Cash: Why don’t you say I want sex now?
Dani: Oh I miss Mr. McDonald.
Charles: It’s like they think they own us, they don’t us, we own you.
Cash: Would you shut up Charles?
Charles: They work for us!
Cash: No matter cares about what you have to say.
Charles: Well then, I’m going back to sleep.
TBC
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Post by Jhessail on Oct 29, 2008 13:08:24 GMT -5
Jhessail: So I’m going to finish this accent, I’m done with it. (Dog barking in the background)
Charles: Shut the hell up Jim, or I’m going come out there and kick your ass.
Sir Kiken: You’re dumb. Who is Jim (A/N: Jim had been our weird imaginary dog in a different recording session)?
Jhessail: As if you could, seriously.
Cash: Who is this Jim that you speak of?
Charles: The damn dog outside.
Sir Kiken: That was Ted, he was doing his mating call.
Cash: We don’t have a dog. But you responded, so you must mate with the…Jim.
Sir Kiken: Dani why are you still inside? Dani?
Charles: What?
Dani: Yeah? Sir Kiken: Tim (A/N: Yes, this is just the beginning of changing his name) is doing his mating call.
Cash: It’s Jim, not Tim.
Sir Kiken: You must go tend to him. (Dani gets a weird look on her face) No, human Tim.
Jhessail: OHHH. Human Tim!
Cash: I hear he’s quite the stud-muffin.
Dani: Tim is gay, what are you trying to say?
Cash: Make him straight then (Dog barking in the background) like you made me straight.
Charles: He’s calling you.
Sir Kiken: He’s still doing it., you know. Well then, m-maybe you should go out there. I wasn’t aware that Tim was gay.
Cash: Why should I risk my wellbeing for this man?
Sir Kiken: Because you shower with him.
Cash: Not on a daily basis!
Jhessail: Does that mean you don’t have showers on a daily basis?
Sir Kiken: He’s familiar with you.
Dani: Actually he hasn’t gotten in the shower with Tim since I’ve made him go straight.
Sir Kiken: Then get out there and make him shut up, because I am dreadfully sick of him.
Charles: Just throw this shoe (Dog barking in the background).
Cash: Oh God.
Sir Kiken: Jim, my lord if you bark again …
Cash: What will you do if Jim barks again?
Charles: (Back to normal voice) I will shoot him (Dog barking in the background).
Cash: Not you, the Englishman.
Sir Kiken: … I’ll be back, I’ll be back guys, because I can’t deal with this, this ridiculousness.
Jhessail: Okay you come back then.
TBC
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Post by Jhessail on Nov 5, 2008 13:24:50 GMT -5
Sir Kiken: (Dog whining sound in the background) I haven’t got out there yet!
Dani: He can hear you coming
Jhessail: Patrick’s really fast, you know? Make him whine like that.
Cash: That’s what she said.
Charles: All right he’s coming back in.
Sir Kiken: You guys, something bad happened.
Charles and Jhessail: What?
Sir Kiken: He bit me in the neck.
Jhessail: Uhhh …
Cash: Why’s your neck already healed then?
Sir Kiken: I’m not sure.
Charles: Are you going to turn into like a-
Jhessail: A werewolf?
Sir Kiken: But now I’m speaking like a ruffian, like one of you guys.
Jhessail: Oh that’s true, you are.
Cash: Did you just call us a ruffian?
Sir Kiken: You all are ruffians.
Jhessail: You got turned into American!
Sir Kiken: But you’re a vagabond.
Cash: You’re a vagabond!
Sir Kiken: You’re worse than all the rest.
Cash: You know what? You know what? Your mother.
Sir Kiken: Ruffian, brute!
Cash: Swine!
Charles: Hehe, he called you a pig.
Sir Kiken: T-That wasn’t terribly nice of you.
Charles: You asshole.
Cash: I’m not a terribly nice person.
Sir Kiken: You’re a dick.
Cash: You’re a … you’re a … asshole!
Sir Kiken: You are a male penis.
Cash: I’d hope so!
Jhessail: Okay, okay, no. No, no, no. I will not have this name calling in my household. Wait this isn’t my house (Moo in the background). Shit, who’s house are we in?
Sir Kiken: D-Did anyone else hear that moo?
Jhessail: Yes.
Cash: No that was just you, Molly shut up.
Sir Kiken: I think that was Ted.
Charles: Ted? Again?
Cash: You see when someone because American they have this inner animal.
Sir Kiken: Ted just
Cash: What?
Sir Kiken: Ted just took a shit.
TBC
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Post by satomi on Nov 6, 2008 8:54:21 GMT -5
hahaha, ah good times....gooooodd times....
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Post by Rofl Panda on Nov 6, 2008 19:46:16 GMT -5
how the heck did you get in my barn?
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Post by Jhessail on Nov 7, 2008 15:45:37 GMT -5
Cash: A shit?
Sir Kiken: A shit!
Cash: What’s shit?
Sir Kiken: It’s uh…feces!
Cash: Oh! Feces!
Charles: Ahaha, fecal manner.
Dani: Oh he pooped!
Jhessail: Yes, yes, that’s what he did.
Sir Kiken: Poop? Is that really?
Cash: Did you mean to say he made a bowel movement?
Sir Kiken: You should come to England with me as a spoke person for America. That’ll make them think really highly of you.
Charles: (British accent) He released some fecal matter.
Cash: Are you being racist?
Sir Kiken: I’m being nationalist (Dog barking in the background) Oh God damnit.
Charles: He found another one.
Sir Kiken: Did he multiply (More than one dog barking in the background)?
Jhessail: Hehehe, but seriously, who’s house are we in today?
Cash: Mine.
Jhessail: Your house? So when did you get this …
Cash: Studio?
Jhessail: Yeah!
Cash: It came with the house.
Jhessail: Oh it came with the house, I don’t remember this.
Dani: Even all of the fluffy stuff?
Cash: Yeah, that was there. Everything was already here, even the condoms.
Charles: Even that 20 llb bag of weed?
Cash: Shhhh.
TBC
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Post by satomi on Nov 11, 2008 8:52:58 GMT -5
how the heck did you get in my barn? uhhhh.....i used the back door...?
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Post by Jhessail on Nov 11, 2008 15:33:18 GMT -5
Jhessail: There wasn’t anything that you shouldn’t have thrown away or anything because there might be a ghost in here or something (Multiple dark barking again)?
Cash: Aw, we should (Children ewwwing in the background). … Stupid kids.
Jhessail: Why did children cheer at that?
Charles: Stupid kids
Sir Kiken: I think that was a noise of an ew.
Jhessail: Ohhh.
Cash: I think that’s because-
Sir Kiken: Someone should look out the window. What did Ted do?
Charles: Oh God. I don’t even want to look.
Sir Kiken: Well I think you’re going to have to.
Jhessail: Yeah, we’re not getting up. I mean, I’m being comfortable here playing Playstation.
Cash: We’re in a praying circle, we cannot get up.
Chares: Oh God.
Cash: What did he do?
Charles: Oh God. Um.
Sir Kiken: Was it bad?
Charles: Verwy
Sir Kiken: … Verwy?
Charles: Verwy (Uncomfortable Silence). (British accent) Don’t make fun of my accent.
Jhessail: Don’t go into a fake British accent, just speak normal.
Sir Kiken: You know that kind of um, that’s a bit of offensive to me.
Charles: I do hope it is.
Dani: You’ll live.
Sir Kiken: Those of us who actually come from Great Britain
Cash: Wait did you just suddenly just somehow become all un-American again?
Sir Kiken: Yes I did, when he took the shit.
Cash: Whoa, that’s magical.
Jhessail: Wow, that is magical. Tim’s magical.
TBC
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Post by Jhessail on Nov 14, 2008 14:14:39 GMT -5
Cash: Please clear something up for me, I hear that all Englishmen are pricks, and they think that all Americans are pricks.
Sir Kiken: That’s terribly funny, but that thing you are doing … You know, you’ve been doing it awhile, and I’ve been quite nice but you should definitely stop.
Cash: Stop what?
Sir Kiken: I, oh what is it, talking? The thing you’re doing, I think it’s talking.
Cash: Talk, maybe you should stop talking.
Sir Kiken: Nonono, don’t, don’t do it anymore. It’s kind of annoying.
Charles: Just please.
Jhessail: Oh my, I think he’s making fun of your voice. You should punch him.
Charles: (Meatball voice) So anyway.
Sir Kiken: See when other people do it
Cash: (Incoherent mumbling)
Sir Kiken: Eewwww. Somebody make it stop.
Charles: So anyway, the dog uhh,
Sir Kiken: Going to listen to some classical tunes.
Jhessail: Did you just suck some more helium?
Charles: No I didn’t.
Jhessail: LIES!
Dani: Liar.
Charles: Okay, so what? (Classic music)
Sir Kiken: Now that’s real music! Not any of your ridiculous
Charles: Oh no, I’m changing! (Duck sounds)
Sir Kiken: You know, your … who do guys like?
Cash: Baby Got Back
Sir Kiken: Your Sir Mix-a-Lot, who’s never been knighted, may I add, and uh ...
Jhessail: You turned into a duck (Strangled duck noise). How did he turn into a duck? Now he’s trying to sound like Donald Duck or something.
Sir Kiken: I don’t know, something like this, this BS here (Music starts playing).
Cash: Oh this is what the Hippies listen to, back in the day.
Sir Kiken: Yeah, your American Hippies. This sounds ridiculous.
Cash: We’re American.
Sir Kiken: Gay. It’s gay.
Cash: Hello listeners out there, I apologize for this English prick!
Charles: I’m back.
Cash: And his indecency!
Sir Kiken: I’ll show you prick, let me get my rapier. Perhaps it is French, but still it will do the poking for me.
Jhessail: Were you trying say something Dani?
Dani: I said hey, since when were we on a radio show?
TBC
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Post by Jhessail on Nov 17, 2008 14:22:01 GMT -5
Jhessail: Yeah, I thought we were at home. Have you been recording this? You’ve been recording us!
Cash: No, no!
Sir Kiken: You nasty son of a b*tch.
Jhessail: I’m going to kill you (Fighting sounds in the background)!
Cash: There’s no proof of this! Oh God, my spleen!
Sir Kiken: Hey everyone, your volume is exceeding my tolerance level. I may have to become the Hulk.
Cash: (Laughs uncontrollably)
Sir Kiken: Are you laughing sire?
Cash: Yes.
Jhessail: Won’t be laughing soon! Oops, sorry, didn’t mean to hit you there.
Charles: Damn English prick, hit him.
Sir Kiken: (Sigh) I think I might have to slap a bit of sense into all of you.
Jhessail: Nononono, come near me and I’ll slap you back.
Sir Kiken: In one gracious movement.
Dani: Hey Cash.
Cash: Hm?
Dani: I hope you didn’t want that weed (Tummy Growling noise) because I just ate it.
Cash: That weed?
Dani: I just ate all of it.
Cash: That was decoy weed.
Sir Kiken: Oh wait, I’m too hungry.
Jhessail: Yeah, you sound really hungry, should we cook you something?
Sir Kiken: No that was me turning Hulk form but umm… Hey you, you! You…thing there, yes you!
Cash: I’m the thing yes.
Sir Kiken: Yes, very welcome. Very welcome here. Do you mind standing in the microwave and turning it on for a few minutes?
Cash: Uh sure, I’m not sure what that would accomplish, but sure.
Sir Kiken: Thank you!
Cash: I am now in the microwave.
Dani: Cash, before you go, I got it out of the cabinet.
Cash: Oh damn.
TBC
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Post by Jhessail on Nov 20, 2008 15:46:19 GMT -5
Sir Kiken: Can someone please put that on about four minutes?
Charles: Sure.
Sir Kiken: Oh, spray him with beef broth first please.
Cash: Oh this smells horrid, what is this broth that you speak of (splashing sound)? Oh! That feels good!
Jhessail: You know if you put mushrooms on him, he won’t eat him.
Cash: This feels glorious on my skin!
Sir Kiken: No don’t put on any mushrooms, put it on four minutes and uh, thank you!
Charles: Any garlic?
Sir Kiken: No. Just leave it at that.
Jhessail: Wait! Garlic’s healthy for him. Put it on there. I mean he might have been turned into a vampire for all we know so.
Sir Kiken: (Whoosh sound) Oh my lord (sigh). (Microwave sound) No forget it now! Forget it, I don’t want to eat him, he’s covered in…garlic.
Dani: I’ll eat him.
Sir Kiken: It’s disgusting.
Jhessail: So you are a vampire.
Sir Kiken: Maybe I am, and if so,
Cash: What is your vampire name?
Sir Kiken: My vampire name is…I don’t know, it’s been about six centuries since anyone called me it so I’ve forgotten.
Jhessail: Oh. Okay, so let’s come up with a new vampire name for you to make you feel welcome.
Sir Kiken: No, No, No!
Jhessail: Yes!
Sir Kiken: No! Call me Satan! I will be fine with Satan.
Cash: Or Satan backwards, Natas.
Sir Kiken: No, I don’t want to be Natas.
Jhessail: Dimples! Dimples! You’re Dimples!
Sir Kiken: You will not call me Dimples.
Jhessail: Yes I will, Dimples.
Charles: Sprinkles.
Cash: Sir Kiken, does that ring any bells?
Sir Kiken: How about I just leave?
Jhessail: No.
Sir Kiken: How about I. Just. Leave. Hey now, I’m going.
Jhessail: No, no, no! Dimples! Ted (Door closing) … He doesn’t know Ted’s out there (Slurping sound)- What was that? Holy crap! What did he do to Ted?
Cash: I’m glad the English prick is gone.
Sir Kiken: (Dark mysterious voice) I did nothing to Ted.
Jhessail: Where’d you go? What?
Sir Kiken: (Dark chuckle)
Jhessail: Oh great, now you’re an omnipotent voice, greeeaaat..
TBC
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Post by Jhessail on Dec 1, 2008 15:44:50 GMT -5
Cash: I think I may remember his name, Sir Kiken.
Sir Kiken: No.
Cash: He said he was a knight.
Sir Kiken: You guys are funny.
Cash: Your face is funny.
Jhessail: Sir Kiken? Are you sure you’re pronouncing that right?
Sir Kiken: I believe it is pronounced Sir Kiken. I’m found all around in the space you misplaced.
Jhessail: Wait, what about space?
Charles: Oh great, now he’s in the fricking vents.
Sir Kiken: I am found. All around. In the space. You’ve misplaced. So have you misplaced a space lately?
Charles: No.
Jhessail: I misplaced a sock.
Cash: I have not misplaced.
Sir Kiken: Well I have it here.
Jhessail: Dude, that’s awesome.
Sir Kiken: Come get it, it’s in the ceiling.
Jhessail: Oh sweet.
Sir Kiken: You know that spinning fan with the blades (Jhessail jumps up and climbs into the ceiling)?
Charles: Yeah?
Sir Kiken: Yeah, crawl through there, while it’s going, and you will have your sock.
Charles: Have your sock back.
Cash: Very contradictive.
Sir Kiken: (Thumping noises) No really, don’t do that, it’s kind of stupid.
Jhessail: Well I still found it (Comes down)!
Sir Kiken: That’s a snake.
Charles: And you nearly lost one arm in the process.
Jhessail: Oh shit. It’s a snake. Don’t move, don’t move, don’t move…
Sir Kiken: BLAUAGHGUAGUAGA (Snake sound, Jhessail falls to the ground).
Cash: Oh damn, we just lost Molly. I never liked her anyway. She was mean.
Sir Kiken: That snake’s not poisonous.
Cash: … Oh shit. Guys I have to go.
Jhessail: Ohohoho! Placebo time!
Charles: How’s about I speak Snakiniese to talk to it?
Cash: (Beating sounds) OHHHHH! MY ASS!
Jhessail: Wait a minute, I didn’t mean to punch there, sorry man.
TBC
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Post by Jhessail on Dec 8, 2008 15:09:29 GMT -5
Sir Kiken: Hello Dani, would you like to play a game?
Jhessail: Damn you Saw references!
Sir Kiken: You have beside you a Gatorade with water in it.
Jhessail: Oh you were kidding? I’m sorry for beating you up then.
Cash: It’s all good.
Sir Kiken: Of course it’s not ordinary water.
Charles: It’s lime paper.
Sir Kiken: When you drink it, you will have 10 moments…
Cash: How long is a moments?
Sir Kiken: Damn it! Shut up!
Cash: How long is one moment?
Sir Kiken: That is simply part of the sinisterness, you will have ten moments precisely to get the door and back inside.
Cash: I like that one.
Sir Kiken: But when you leave, the door will lock. There will be a dead raccoon behind you, with a key inside.
Cash: Dude, the door doesn’t have a lock.
Sir Kiken: That key locks the other door, not the one you should get back into.
Cash: I’m getting tired of your bullshit. You’re so full of shit you can’t even see it. There’s no lock, there’s no dead raccoon.
Sir Kiken: Anyhow! The next room’s full of poisonous gas and mini turtles that like to snap at people, and once they latch on, then you will not-
Dani: Are they ninja turtles?
Sir Kiken: ... Yes.
Cash: Sir! Sir! Englishmen, are you a virgin?
Sir Kiken: They will bite you, and you must cut off your head in order for them to release you.
Cash: Hey, virgin boy.
Sir Kiken: The only way to get back in is to eat Yosh, okay? That is how you come back in the room.
Cash: You’re a virgin, aren’t you?
Sir Kiken: But you’ve got to do everything else first.
Cash: You are a sixth century year old virgin.
Jhessail: Why don’t you just go out, and I’ll let you back in.
Dani: Yeah, that seems a lot better.
Jhessail: Okay (Door closes, and locks) It locked! (Unlocks it) Hey Dani!
Dani: What do you know? I came back in (Fizzing sound in the background).
Charles: You have beat the game, congratulations.
Sir Kiken: You have won this round.
Jhessail: But there’s no cake!
Sir Kiken: No there is no cake! The cake was a lie! WAHAHAHAHA! I win.
TBC
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Post by Jhessail on Dec 19, 2008 15:38:59 GMT -5
Cash: I’m going to go drop the Cosby kids off at the pool.
Sir Kiken: Ummm…hey, hey, hey, wait, be cool man, don’t leave. Get back in here. Where you going?
Charles: Hey ummm…we need to watch this now, it’s 20 minutes long.
Jhessail: I think there’s some ice cream in the freezer, so I’m going to get it.
Cash: Wait, we need to do something end it, something really cool.
Sir Kiken: You mean like a…
Charles: Epic! Like an explosion!
Cash: Should I have a butt itch again?
Sir Kiken: No! Something more along the lines of something dramatic and epic, something like an explosion erupting in flames.
Cash: Anybody else see that bomb in the corner?
Charles: Here’s a grenade, I’m throwing it.
Sir Kiken: It will be so colossal that it will cause nations to collide, with the force of a million trains.
Cash: And we’re the only nation left in the world.
Sir Kiken: You know what’s funny is that
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The End.
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Post by Jhessail on Dec 25, 2008 13:27:31 GMT -5
If you want to download this whole conversation and go along with the script, you can download it jhessail.deviantart.com/art/With-Friends-Who-Needs-Sense-106798700 here by the Download on the left side and this will only work in Quicktime, and it may say that it didn't all download but it did, just open it up in Quicktime :3. EDIT: It's now an mp3 so it's playble from everything! Yaaay!
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