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I think it would be badass if Genmay collaborated and wrote a family guy script together, so good that it actually got made. Well, I was unable to fall asleep all night long, so I sat down for about 15 minutes and cranked this out. People can edit it, add jokes, rework it, etc. until we have a masterpiece.
Family is eating breakfest when Peter comes in. Peter: Well, I had a vision lois: Like that time when you were trying to take a mid afternoon nap, rolled over and became a bed spring and then your evil twin cousin came over and sat on the bed and you decided to lose weight? Brian: And then never did. Cut to bedroom. Peter is lying on the bed Peter: I just can't get comfortable enough to fall asleep and take my mid afternoon nap Peter rolls over, and gets sucked into the bed. Cut to inside the mattress, there is a particularly fat spring with peters eyes and mouth. Peter: Dammit! Wait, wait... wait wait, wait... wait, wait, wait wait, wait.. wait, wait wait wait, wait... waitwaitwait, wait... wait... wait wait wait... wait... wait wait wait... wait, wait wait wait, oh god, oh no, wait wait wait, yeah, just as i thought, wait wait... no, wait... OH GOD, it's Re-Tep Griffin, my evil twin cousin! Re-Tep then sits on the bed and peter is collapsed. And then shoots, from the bed knocking Re-Tep off the bed. Peter: My god.. now that I know how all of those springs feel like, how could I ever do that again? YOU! Re-Tep is then thrown out of house. Peter dusts his hands. Peter: I knew I was going to do something... oh, that's right, I'm going to go take my mid afternoon nap! Peter jumps up and down with his feet pointing when he jumps. Peter: Oh boy, Oh boy, oh boy! He runs upstairs, jumps on teh bed, and falls asleep. It's now dark out and he sits up suddenly Peter: lois! Wifte: Huh, what is it? Peter: Nothing. heheheheh Back to kitchen Peter: Similar, but no. We're going to disney world! Disney World Peter: Hey, hey honey, guess what! lois: What? Peter: I was just going to the bathroom, and this drunk guy pissed on the wall in the bathroom! It was hysterical! Brian walks out of bathroom, wobbling back and forth. Brian: I swear to god, who would hide the urinals? YOU! Hamburglar is running away. Brian chases him down and kills him in a drunken rage. Peter: Oh my god, we have to get you out of the country until the heat blows off. Cut to scenic view of Amsterdam. Cut to Peter and Brian smoking a joint. Peter: I wonder what the world would be like if they legalized marijuana. Brian: You know, drugs used to be legal everywhere. More than half the world's population was a drug addict of some sort, and the world was a better place because of it. Peter: Shut up, you silly dog. You're an alcoholic. Hehehehe, you can't spell alcoholic without I see a ho! Christina Augilera walks in. Brian: Wow, that's ironic. FBI busts in and nabs Brian. Peter: Oh god, wait, wait.. .wait, wait.. wait wait, wait... wait wait, wait.... wait wait wait, wait... wait, wait wait wait wait wait wait wait, wait... wait wait... wait, wait wait wait, wait... wait, wait... Okay, you can take him now. Peter walks into the living room. Lois: So what happened? Peter: The FBI found us and took Brian! He's probably being put down as we speak! Meg: Oh my god, this isn't happening! Chris: The last thing I told him was that he doesn't have a soul! Peter: No it's not, the last thing you said to him was when you kicked him for puking on that little carpet by the door. Lois: Kicks are not words, Peter. Peter: Sure they are! Maury Boot camp instructer for insolent pregnant teenagers: *kicks pregnant girl in the stomach* Back to living room Brian walks in Lois: Oh, Brian! We were afraid we'd lost you forever! Brian: No, no... I'm fine, no thanks to Peter. Peter: Wait, wait, wait, wait wait wait... wait wait wait, wait, wait wait... wait wait wait, wait wait, wait wait wait waitwaitwaitwait, wait... wait... are you wait... wait wait wait, wait... Lois: Come one, you can do it! Peter: Waiiiiit wait wait, wait wait waiwaitwaitwaitwaitwait, wait... are, are you accusing me of being uncaring, Brian? Brain: No, I am accusing you of being a crappy friend, Peter. A crappy friend. Peter to Lois: I... I think Brian's mad at me. Meg: Brian, how did you get out? Brian: Well.. it wasn't easy, but I was lucky. You see, I was sentenced and then sent to jail on a small prison off the coast of France. Luckily there was a person in an adjacent cell who had dug a small tunnel to connect our rooms, and then another all the way out of the prison. Just as he was about to use it, however, he died. So I put his body in my cell, and since no one had seen me in 15 years they thought it was me. Then I escaped from his cell, closing the tunnel in behind me. It was a long and arduous process, but I got out okay. Lois: And you're probably better for it. Brian: That's true. Family smiles at the tv. Brian: But I'm still pissed at you, Peter. Peter to Lois: I... I think Brian's mad at me. Brian leaves. Peter: Lois, what do I do? Lois: Well, perhaps you should do something to let him know you're his friend. Peter: I know! I can sponser an intervention! Lois: I really don't think... Peter: I know! I can sponser an intervention! Lois: Or maybe- Peter kicks her in the stomach. Peter: And you say we don't communicate. hehehehehe Cut to the shack-esque room Brian went to Peter: Brian, I've been thinking... and, I think I know how to show my appreciation to you for being my friend. Brian: Oh, and how's that, Peter. Peter: I'm sponsering an intervention. Brian: You and what army? Peter surrounded by hearts and hippie colors Peter: Me and my army of love, Brian. Brian: I see. Peter: Brian, you have a problem. And we need to do something about it. I can no longer sit back and watch you self destruct. I won't do it, you hear? Brian: Wow, Peter... that means a lot coming from you. I had no idea you cared so much for me... or thought about me... or even know my name. Peter: Wanna go to the clam for a drink? Brian: Sure! Peter: Can.. can I ride you there? Brian: What? Peter: I said, do you need a ride there? Brian: Oh yeah, sure. edit AIM log = b7
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05-26-2005, 03:39 AM
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My love muffin <3 Pinkys Avenger
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How about no.
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05-26-2005, 03:40 AM
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Presenting Michael Knight as Lt. Mitch Buchannon, in a Musical by David Hasselhoff
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Go smoke cock you filthy scumbag
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05-26-2005, 03:41 AM
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I <3 d4rkme4t
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thread shit ban lock?
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05-26-2005, 03:43 AM
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Wow, 2 13k's and a 17k, I am a lucky dogg. No wonder this forum never has any content anymore. Fags.
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H8 [M]ike27, Thread [K]iller, & e[M]o Glasses Club! Co-founder of the official Gen[M]ay DDR team. [M] Stoner's Club Last edited by publiuspost; 05-26-2005 at 03:54 AM.. |
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05-26-2005, 03:47 AM
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05-26-2005, 03:54 AM
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My love muffin <3 Pinkys Avenger
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Shutup you fucking moron. Your script fucking sucks, leave it to the pro's.
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05-26-2005, 03:55 AM
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You don't know how to write for Peter...
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05-26-2005, 04:09 AM
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I know, that's why this would be a group effort? This wasn't supposed to be perfect. Seeing what other people would do with it is half the fun.
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05-26-2005, 04:10 AM
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how about a little more shut the hell up?
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05-26-2005, 06:08 AM
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I hate Jesus because if I loved him I wouldn't be posting here.
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Here is my contribution:
Peter: Oh god, wait, wait.. .wait, wait.. wait wait, wait... wait wait, wait.... wait wait wait, wait... wait, wait wait wait wait wait wait Lois: Oh god, wait, wait.. .wait, wait.. wait wait, wait... wait wait, wait.... wait wait wait, wait... wait, wait wait wait wait wait wait Brian: Oh god, wait, wait.. .wait, wait.. wait wait, wait... wait wait, wait.... wait wait wait, wait... wait, wait wait wait wait wait wait Abdul The Brown Hair Stylist: Oh god, wait, wait.. .wait, wait.. wait wait, wait... wait wait, wait.... wait wait wait, wait... wait, wait wait wait wait wait wait
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05-26-2005, 06:13 AM
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not too horrible, the first half feels like you're trying to hard to be random, and some of the scenes drag on a little longer than they should, and a few of peters lines are out of place, and there's no stuie
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05-26-2005, 07:41 AM
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I think it would be badass if Genmay collaborated and wrote a family guy script together, so good that it actually got made. Well, I was unable to fall asleep all night long, so I sat down for about 15 minutes and cranked this out. People can edit it, add jokes, rework it, etc. until we have a masterpiece.
Family is eating breakfest when Peter comes in. Peter: Well, I had a vision lois: Like that time when you were trying to take a mid afternoon nap, rolled over and became a bed spring and then your evil twin cousin came over and sat on the bed and you decided to lose weight? Brian: And then never did. Cut to bedroom. Peter is lying on the bed Peter: I just can't get comfortable enough to fall asleep and take my mid afternoon nap Peter rolls over, and gets sucked into the bed. Cut to inside the mattress, there is a particularly fat spring with peters eyes and mouth. Peter: Dammit! Wait, wait... wait wait, wait... wait, wait, wait wait, wait.. wait, wait wait wait, wait... waitwaitwait, wait... wait... wait wait wait... wait... wait wait wait... wait, wait wait wait, oh god, oh no, wait wait wait, yeah, just as i thought, wait wait... no, wait... OH GOD, it's Re-Tep Griffin, my evil twin cousin! Re-Tep then sits on the bed and peter is collapsed. And then shoots, from the bed knocking Re-Tep off the bed. Peter: My god.. now that I know how all of those springs feel like, how could I ever do that again? YOU! Re-Tep is then thrown out of house. Peter dusts his hands. Peter: I knew I was going to do something... oh, that's right, I'm going to go take my mid afternoon nap! Peter jumps up and down with his feet pointing when he jumps. Peter: Oh boy, Oh boy, oh boy! He runs upstairs, jumps on teh bed, and falls asleep. It's now dark out and he sits up suddenly Peter: lois! Wifte: Huh, what is it? Peter: Nothing. heheheheh Back to kitchen Peter: Similar, but no. We're going to disney world! Disney World Peter: Hey, hey honey, guess what! lois: What? Peter: I was just going to the bathroom, and this drunk guy pissed on the wall in the bathroom! It was hysterical! Brian walks out of bathroom, wobbling back and forth. Brian: I swear to god, who would hide the urinals? YOU! Hamburglar is running away. Brian chases him down and kills him in a drunken rage. Peter: Oh my god, we have to get you out of the country until the heat blows off. Cut to scenic view of Amsterdam. Cut to Peter and Brian smoking a joint. Peter: I wonder what the world would be like if they legalized marijuana. Brian: You know, drugs used to be legal everywhere. More than half the world's population was a drug addict of some sort, and the world was a better place because of it. Peter: Shut up, you silly dog. You're an alcoholic. Hehehehe, you can't spell alcoholic without I see a ho! Christina Augilera walks in. Brian: Wow, that's ironic. FBI busts in and nabs Brian. Peter: Oh god, wait, wait.. .wait, wait.. wait wait, wait... wait wait, wait.... wait wait wait, wait... wait, wait wait wait wait wait wait wait, wait... wait wait... wait, wait wait wait, wait... wait, wait... Okay, you can take him now. Peter walks into the living room. Lois: So what happened? Peter: The FBI found us and took Brian! He's probably being put down as we speak! Meg: Oh my god, this isn't happening! Chris: The last thing I told him was that he doesn't have a soul! Peter: No it's not, the last thing you said to him was when you kicked him for puking on that little carpet by the door. Lois: Kicks are not words, Peter. Peter: Sure they are! Maury Boot camp instructer for insolent pregnant teenagers: *kicks pregnant girl in the stomach* Back to living room Brian walks in Lois: Oh, Brian! We were afraid we'd lost you forever! Brian: No, no... I'm fine, no thanks to Peter. Peter: Wait, wait, wait, wait wait wait... wait wait wait, wait, wait wait... wait wait wait, wait wait, wait wait wait waitwaitwaitwait, wait... wait... are you wait... wait wait wait, wait... Lois: Come one, you can do it! Peter: Waiiiiit wait wait, wait wait waiwaitwaitwaitwaitwait, wait... are, are you accusing me of being uncaring, Brian? Brain: No, I am accusing you of being a crappy friend, Peter. A crappy friend. Peter to Lois: I... I think Brian's mad at me. Meg: Brian, how did you get out? Brian: Well.. it wasn't easy, but I was lucky. You see, I was sentenced and then sent to jail on a small prison off the coast of France. Luckily there was a person in an adjacent cell who had dug a small tunnel to connect our rooms, and then another all the way out of the prison. Just as he was about to use it, however, he died. So I put his body in my cell, and since no one had seen me in 15 years they thought it was me. Then I escaped from his cell, closing the tunnel in behind me. It was a long and arduous process, but I got out okay. Lois: And you're probably better for it. Brian: That's true. Family smiles at the tv. Brian: But I'm still pissed at you, Peter. Peter to Lois: I... I think Brian's mad at me. Brian leaves. Peter: Lois, what do I do? Lois: Well, perhaps you should do something to let him know you're his friend. Peter: I know! I can sponser an intervention! Lois: I really don't think... Peter: I know! I can sponser an intervention! Lois: Or maybe- Peter kicks her in the stomach. Peter: And you say we don't communicate. hehehehehe Cut to the shack-esque room Brian went to Peter: Brian, I've been thinking... and, I think I know how to show my appreciation to you for being my friend. Brian: Oh, and how's that, Peter. Peter: I'm sponsering an intervention. Brian: You and what army? Peter surrounded by hearts and hippie colors Peter: Me and my army of love, Brian. Brian: I see. Peter: Brian, you have a problem. And we need to do something about it. I can no longer sit back and watch you self destruct. I won't do it, you hear? Brian: Wow, Peter... that means a lot coming from you. I had no idea you cared so much for me... or thought about me... or even know my name. Peter: Wanna go to the clam for a drink? Brian: Sure! Peter: Can.. can I ride you there? Brian: What? Peter: I said, do you need a ride there? Brian: Oh yeah, sure. edit AIM log = b7
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05-26-2005, 07:44 AM
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I fuck niggers because I have low self esteem. Love in central america? Help my cunt
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05-26-2005, 07:44 AM
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I own a copy of brokeback mountain.
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just start hatin' on Canada.. that makes any show funny.. no shen
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05-26-2005, 09:05 AM
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