It was a bright day inside of Johnny and Pants's bathroom. They stood up like Pepsi cans. Oh yes, I went there. They feverishly went to work doing nothing, and took a break two days ago. Johnny began doing the Charleston, increasing its speed beyond anything anyone had seen before. Pants watched him with the eyes in the back of his head. He picked them up at a yard sale one day, and walked off. Shhhhhh. Johnny instantly grew a unibrow and named himself Franchesca. Instantly he became a mega hit on the pop charts with his hit, "Ranch Dressing." Pants felt like he was just the behind the scenes kinda girl, so he ducked into a corner and screeched whimsically. Johnny stared at him and drooled, with all three of both his eyes crossed. Pants got up and ran head first into the nearest Burger King without proper head gear. This made him hungry. No, thirsty. NO! Hungry. Maybe both. Johnny took off his feet and screwed them onto his head. "Look! I'm Mr. Potato head!" Pants scratched his head with his eyeballs and gasped. ::Gasp:: Yeah, like that. Very good! Johnny ran around in circles around Pants around air. Around around around around.... Pants didn't mind, and did some house work. He and Johnny put on some bunny suits and fought in the streets of London. CHEERIOS!!!! Johnny suddenly started crying. Pants smiled happily and flicked Johnny's eye. They both snarled at some girl scouts. the girl scouts kicked their asses 3-1. They got serrrrrrrved. Pants introduced a famous celebrity onto his talk show. Johnny, understanding completely, tried to make sense of nothing tomorrow. PLASTIC!!! Pants was thinking that 3 times, honestly. Johnny jsut kinda described what yesterday's paper looked like in thirty words or less, and sat down on a toilet seat. Pants thought of something to make Johnny's day a little more beaver like, and created a sea of toilets. They all flushed at the same time, but it didn't do any good. Johnny wound up making pretzels for no raisin anyways. Pants became a broadway star overnight, acting in such roles Johnny flushes pandas. Into nevermore Pants' pants joined Johnny into next week uh oooooh. 2+2. HAHA!!!! Johnny, where are your shorts? Pants, where are your shorts? Nooooo. They kinda jus skipped around in their underpants. Immediately after, Pants tripped and continued hunting for glue. Johnny milked Pants' nipples like tomorrow was a steak. And so having completed their goals, Johnny and Pants started a potato factory. They named it Flagretigopperismishtigruistimblyglyfruntschigsuiltilopogizerchzeingerzgh after their great aunt James.
