It's a C-A-C Weekend! WOO HOO!
Hey guys! How are ya?
This picture is a request from Pat (GimmeaBreak) who just wanted to see what Unk would do with it. Unk's been totally brilliant, of course, but I'm also excited about what everyone else will do with it as well.
Hehehe... I just love Create A Character Weekends.
-MM
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The sex change couldn't come soon enough, as far as little Michael was concerned.
Little Buzz Amperton knew that that Pampers 200 was his race to lose.
Cruising for chicks on the strip would be a lot easier for Hot Rodney MacDangboy, now that he had his lemon-yellow Ford Potty Cruiser.
Being a shy boy, Hot Rodney always let his wheels do the talking. That's why he got the custom pin striping, mag wheels and the deluxe bungee belts. This is THE car for any pre-schooler who takes being a chick magnet seriously.
Sadly, just moments after this photo was taken, Hot Rodney lost control of his fabulous vehicle when he attempted to break the land speed record in the Sleepy-Time Cave at the local Storybook Center (a record held by Burnt Rubber Johnson since he buzzed the Kindergarten class of 1980 on a day still known as "The Day of the Doodie Diapers").
Hot Rodney careened into the Dr. Seuss display at an unprecedented four miles an hour and lost control when copy of Green Eggs and Ham struck him on the head.
Hot Rodney’s body was never recovered, but to this day people claim that if you walk past the Storybook Center at nap time, you can still hear Hot Rodney’s last words before he went headlong into his mysterious fate... "I will not eat them, Sam I Am!"
WTF? No woofers?
INT. HOUSE – LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
Facetia's next door neighbor, MARIA scolds Facetia as she exits the house.
MARIA
You know better than to
show up empty handed.
Little Max peddles his toy car around the house, screaming...
LITTLE MAX
Kwispy Kwemes! I WANT
MY KWISPY KWEMES!
FACETIA
(to Paco)
You said you were going to
make a killing on that guy!
PACO
Got any Zima?
LITTLE MAX
(screaming)
Kwispy Kwemes Mommy!
Facetia runs to her bedroom – Little Max peddling his toy car behind her.
LITTLE MAX
KWISPY KWEMES!
THE BEEZ
(to Paco)
What's he saying?
PACO
How the hell should I
know? Think there's any
Zima left in the car?
Facetia runs back to the living room – Little Max still screaming behind her.
LITTLE MAX
Mommy! Kwispy Kwemes!
FACETIA
(to The Beez)
Got any money?
THE BEEZ
Sorry, I'm saving up
for a professional teeth
bleaching. Why?
FACETIA
Max. He's got to have some
Krispy Kreme doughnuts!
THE BEEZ
But those are terrible for
his teeth!
FACETIA
Good thing he doesn't have
too many then.
LITTLE MAX
KWISPY KWEMES!
FACETIA
Come on. Ten bucks.
The Beez reaches into his pocket.
THE BEEZ
Only if you promise to brush
his teeth right after.
FACETIA
Sure.
THE BEEZ
I'll drive you.
FACETIA
(to Paco)
Can you stay here with Max
till we get back?
PACO
Zima?
FACETIA
There's some Thunderbird
in the fridge.
PACO
Thunderbird?
FACETIA
Yeah. You know. What's the
price? A quarter twice.
Thunderbird.
PACO
Never heard of it.
LITTLE MAX
KWISPY KWEMES MOMMY!
FACETIA
Just like Zima. We'll be back
in a half hour.
Facetia turns The Beez around and rushes him out the door.
LITTLE MAX
KWISPY KWEMES!
Paco turns to Little Max – yells at the top of his lungs.
PACO
SHUT UP!
Little Max stands there mesmerized. Silent. Nobody ever told him to shut up before.
Unk
Unk, you always come through for us.
Bond was pissed.
As soon as he got back to his proper age, there would be hell to pay.
The son of a NASCAR great patiently poses and pouts, waiting to get back to abacus.
Trevor sulks as his mother goes gaga over his newest little birthday present:
"Oh, Trevor! Honey, don't you just adore your present from mums and daddums? How charming you look in your vroom-vroom!"
Trevor thinks quite the contrary about the car:
"Hell no, mama-dukes! Ain't no room in dis yellow piece of crap fo me to put da chicks! How can I cruise da p-ground wit no room fo some ladies! Titties, mama, titties!"
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