I don't have a picture of
Mr.Vonada from our universe,
so I'll have to settle for
this unless someone can send me one.
The transition from
Mr.Vonada to Alternate Universe Vonada was very obvious to almost
everyone. At first, however,
many thought Mr.Vonada was just growing a beard but
the harsh reality soon hit
them when they began seeing who they believed to be Mr.Vonada
catching innocent children
in his finger controlled tractor beam.
Mr.Vonada was the first to
meet Mr.Suspenders when he first arrived and they soon became
good friends. When Mr.Vonada
explained that you couldn't get an application for principal by
walking in the office and
asking for one, Mr.Suspenders thought he would return the favor by
showing
Mr.Vonada his finger tractor
beam, making him swear to use it only for good. Mr.Vonada agreed and
went back to what Mr.Moen
had asked him to do, let the air out of the tires of cars illegally
parked in the
co-op lot.
Mr.Vonada started using the
tractor beam for catching students as they stole food from the
cafeteria
and as they ran through the
hallway, blatantly ignoring his "NO HORSEPLAY" signs.
One afternoon, Mr.Vonada was
looking through his telescope, the hubble, and pointed his tractor
beam
into a black hole. He was
sucked in and a Mr.Vonada from another, more evil, universe was put
in his place.
The alternate universe
Vonada ran a tight ship. He would pull people over in the hallways
when they hadn't
done anything. They were
punished "Just for thinking about it". He even used the beam to
tackle opponents
at football games and lift
women's skirts.
At the same time, in another
universe, the real Mr.Vonada was busy trying to figure out why, in
that universe,
his wife (she had a goatee,
too) didn't have his damn tapioca pudding ready when he went to
watch
Sportscenter. He was also
thrown off by the fact that he had to use a cat box, but that was
more of a
surprise than a
disturbance.
The Vonada from our
universe's wife discovered something was wrong when she found him
urinating
in the cat box and
immedeately after, washing himself with his tounge. He had tried the
cat box thing
before but the tounge
cleaning part threw her off.
She immediately took him to
Dog Exorcist she saw on Hard Copy the night before and called
NASA.
Since NASA had sold the
hubble to Mr.Vonada for some POGS about 6 months earlier, there was
nothing they could do.
However, they taped a bunch of binoculars together and pointed it at
the hole
and forced him to use the
beam.
All returned to normal the
next day except Mr.Vonada was stuck on the concept of using a lawn
mower for his daily
circumcisions.
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