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 ||We join Weezle in his Ottawa home, roughly three hours away from Toronto. Having just awoken from a nap to answer the door, Weezle's hair is messed up, and he is a little groggy.|| ||As Weezle walks towards the incessantly ringing door, he pats down his hair and grabs his Roughneck belt. Finally, Weezle gets to the door, and swings it open to find Jeff Chapman.|| AH! Go away! Sleep... go away! I just came here to ask you about RFA. Ah. Ritey-o. Ask away then. Well, I think everyone wants to know how m-- --great it to have Banana back? Well, it great! Super-great! Actually, what I was trying to say was how ar-- --am I feeling after having Banana come back? Just great! Rrrrrright.... so anyway, what about Dr-- --Tree? He ok. Always liked Banana, so he glad to see him back. *faintly* NO I'M NOT!!! Heh, silly Tree. What? Oh, just a thing they have. Banana pretend to upset Tree, Tree pretend to hate Banana. *faintly*I'M NOT PRETENDING!!! Very funny Tree! *faintly* SHUT UP!!! *to himself* Yes, I agree. Wha? Nothing. So, how are you feeling after that long, tough match at RFA? Well, I would've pobably felt crummy, but Banana here to cheer me up. Don't you have anything to say to Chris Drebbin? Nope. Really? Correct-a-mundo. Banana on the other hand was making fun of 'im all night! Hehee, Banana made a monkey out of him! Get it?! MONKEY!! Monkeys eat bananas, and Banana is a banana!! All right... idiot... Wha? Nothing. So what else does B-- Hey! Sure I heard you say sommit. Well, you're wrong. No I'm not. Yea... you are... psycho. BAH! I HEARD THAT!! Heard what? TREE!! ||Weezle runs back to the couch and grabs Tree. After a quick pep-talk, the Tree-bearing Weezle runs full speed at Jeff.|| bwaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!! Ohh crap... ||Weezle lifts Tree over his head, swings it down at Jeff, and...|| Stop! ||Weezle stops Tree inches away from Jeff's nose.|| Huh? Yea, what the hell's going on! Ay Weezey, not this sucka's fault he's one stupid-ass mofo! ....What?! Hey, shut y'ass up! I jus' saved you from a whoopin, least you can do is show a lil' respect, aight?! Yes... will do. BANANA!! Great having you back! Like to say it's great to be back, but damn! Look at all the shiznat I'm being put through! First, on my big comeback, you put me on some sorry-ass bi-atch's chest, and let that punk Sniper use me! And now, I'm stuck pimpin' out on this skanky counter!! Sorry Banana. ||Weezle goes over to the counter and grabs Banana.|| Sorry bout makin you work with Sniper, but I just tryin to win match. Ay, don't worry, it all coo. YAY! Now, I don think you met Slinkee, have you? Nope. Ok, now, where he at? SLINKEE!! Ummm.... excuse me, but I have an interview to fi-- Shut ya stinkin' pie hole fo I shut it fo ya, aight? Ooookay... tell you what, I'll just go sit in the truck, and when you're done being stupid, come out and we'll finsih the interview, ok? What? Done being... "stupid"?? That's it, TREE! Whoop this po white boy's ass! I'm not your tool Banana. You betta listen what I say boy! I'm NOT your tool! Tree, me think this a good time to listen to him. Well, when you're done playing with the produce, tell me, ok? i>||**WHACK**|| ||Jeff, having been nailed in the back of the head by Tree, lies on the floor out cold.|| YE-AH!! Way to go Tree! Silly poopey-head didn't know what he was talking aboot. YAY TREE!! Aight, enough about ma good idea, where's this Slinkee? Hey, I'm the one that had the bark to go through with it! Tree, settle down! Ah, there's Slinkee. Slinkee, meet Banana. P-p-p-p-p-pleasure to m-m-m-meet you. God DAMN! Weezey, what in ta hell is this?! Some silly-ass Slinkee?! SPEAK UP JUNIOR!! Banana, be nice! Yea, j-j-j-j-j-j-asshole. What was that? WHAT did you call me?! Hey! Evrabody take a chill pill! Yea, fo I punk y'ass out like Drebbin. You didn't even do anything! Sniper's the one that actually hit him. Don' make me bus' a cap! Banana! Gentle. Now, I think we can all agree Drebbin whipped. That's 'whooped'. Ah. Right. Anywho, tough match, but me best, so me win! YAAAAYYYYYYY!! ...still think you shoulda let me help. Aww, me sorry Tree. Me want to, just got too caught up in match to get you! You remembered 'Nana. Ya, an' we won! THAT'S it! HEY! S-s-s-s-imma down n-n-n-now. ....Aight. Jus' rememba that I helped win this thang! Banana, don't rub it in! We all know I woulda used Tree if I remembered. YEA! Phhh... believe what ya wanna sucka. You b-- SHUT IT! All of you to your rooms!! ||Weezle heaves Tree down one end of the hallway, and Banana down the other end.|| Slink, you not upset I fogot you, are you? Nah. At l-l-l-least I d-d-d-didn't get b-b-b-bent. .....YAY!!!! Wh-wh-wh-what? Me realize... I beat Sniper! So, now Keoki be my partner!! Ummmm... d-d-d-dont you have to d-d-d-defend title again? ...Oh yea. No bigee. Haffa fight Drebbin again, so it easy to win. Wh-wh-what about D-d-d-dementor? Ehmmm.... who? D-d-d-d-dementor. *snicker* What's tha name? Sh-sh-sh-shut up. Hehe... you make me laugh. Hey! Jeff moving again. Ow.... ow... bastard.... ow.... AHHHHH!! GET OUT! GET OUT! GET OUT! ||As Jeff gets to his feet, Weezle starts swinging Slinkee at his face.|| TAKE THAT! AND THAT! Heh, little bastard. AND THAT!! OW! SHIT! OW! STOP THAT! OW! DAMNIT! OW! ||Jeff gets up, and Weezle chases him all the way to the OWF van. Jeff finally gets in, and the van speeds away.|| YAY SLINKEE!! YOU DID IT!! D-d-d-damn straight. N-n-n-now... let's g-g-g-get something t-t-t-to eat. Yea, me hungry too. Hey! You wanna banana? We got plenty! ||The scene fades out as Weezle and SLinkee walk back into the house.|| |
