*The Net Guardians are all crowded around the TV, watching a Super Smash Bros. Melee tournament*
David: YOU'RE GOING DOWN KIRBY!!!!
Cyros: ALL SHALL BE OWNED BY THE MIGHT OF KIRBY!
Carlos: NEVER UNDERESTIMATE THE WRATH OF LINK!!
David: That's not hard! Link's going down!
Cyros: KIRBY SHALL DEFEAT YOU WITH.... *the game ends with Moe the winner* one...fell...swoop...
Moe: *jumping up* BOWSER REIGNS SUPREME! Hey, losers, I'm gonna go for some chips. Anyone want anything?
Jonathan: Get me a cherry coke.
David: Yeah, throw me a code red.
Moe: *opens up the fridge to find it empty* Whoah! Who drank all the soda?
Cyros: Hey, I had too to wash down all those salty chips.
Sam: YOU ATE ALL THE CHIPS AND SODA?!?!
Cyros: Ummm... yeah...?
David: Must... resist... urge... to... linch..
Cyros: Hey, take it easy, I'm gonna go make a snack run. ANyone wanna come with?
David: I will. If I don't you'd prolly eat it all on the way back.
Moe: I'll go too, you ate my doritos!!
David: ROAD TRIP!!!
Moe: ....It's three blocks...
David: oh...
Cyros: To the NETGUARDIminivAN!!!
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Jeremy: Hmmm... need some ice cream... some more ice cream... some ice cream sandwiches... pop sicles... and last but not least, rainbow sherbet!
Matt: Why are you getting ice cream?
Jeremy: I like ice cream!
Matt: But it's 10 degrees and snowy outside...
*They look out the window to see a snow covered parking lot, and someone sledding by*
Jeremy: You gotta buy early! If we wait till summer, they'll hike up the price.
Matt: But by summer...
Nij: Just agree with him. He's the crappiest bargain shopper I've ever seen...
Matt: Apparently...
Jeremy: I HEARD THAT!
Nij: So, it's true! You heard that buying in bulk saves 100's more, so you bought 500 cases of diet caffeine free squirt.
Jeremy: But I saved $700!
Matt: Who cares, let's just check out!
*Meanwhile in the Chips and soda aisle*
Cyros: lesse.... we need some cherry coke *picks up 10 twelve-packs of cherry coke* Need some mountain dew... *picks up 15 twelve packs of mountain dew* and last but not least, doritos! *He picks up 20 bags of doritos*
David: Don't you think that's a lil... much?
Cyros: When it comes to food, there is no "too much"!
Moe: Whatever you say...
David: Let's go check out, while we're still able to buy gas.
Cyros: Well, technically, we really can't...
Moe: *sighs* Who cares... lets go buy this stuff.
*The three walk up to the checkout lane to see none other than...*
David: IT'S YOU!
Jeremy: What are you doing here?
David: We needed to buy some food with money we earned, unlike you guys!
Nij: Hey, it was work knocking over that gas station! Have you ever tried to push over a concrete building?
Cyros: Like me believe that!
David: What you say!?!?
*Matt's Cell phone rings*
Jeremy: You get signal!
Matt: Phone Screen Turn on!
Mysterious Figure: Good Evening Gentlemen.
Mysterious Man: All your talk are control by I!
Mysterious Man: Ha ha ha ha!
Moe: Who is Him?
Nij: Track Him, We do!
Jeremy: How come him sounds are Yoda!
David: *Tracks the signal* him is gotten!
Matt: You are on the way to beats major make your time!
*The 6 pile into the NetGuardiminivan*
Jeremy: We got have him!
Moe: You know what you doing!
Jeremy, Matt, Nij, David, Cyros, and Moe: Launch 'JACK IN'
Desertman: For Great Justice!
CATS: How Robot you become!
Drillman: We Net Guardians!
Serenade: Do you why make us funny talk?
CATS: I Reign have speech!
Serenade: Like I belive that... whoah! I'm talking normal! SWEET!
Punk: Tengo un bano en mis gato!
*everyone laughs*
Punk: Parle Vouz framaus! Quatro cerveza por favor! AHHHHHH!!!!!
*Punk runs around like a maniac and runs head-first into a wall*
Punk: ow.... that hurt. Hey, i can talk normally!
CATS: WHAT YOU SAY?
Punk: *running around in a circle around CATS* I can talk normally! HEHEHEHE!
CATS: How he could find way the avoiding is trauma head!
*Everyone hits their heads on the wall*
Serenade: Wouldn't that mess up your brain after a while?
Flashman: Everyone knows Jeremy doesn't have a brain.
Punk: Of, course, it's common knowle...HEY!
Drillman: Well, now that we can talk right, nothings even remotely stopping me from beating you within an inch of your life.
Desertman: C'mon, let's be civil here... how about within a centimeter!
*Drillman tackles CATS and begins to beat him within a centimeter of his life*
CATS: MINE PANCREAS!!!!!!!!
Drillman: That's the least of your problems now!
CATS: MY ARM NEED I!!!!
Drillman: No worries, it's only an arm. They can be replaced... unfortunatly, I don't think Lungs can though...
Punk: Is that what instines really look like?
CATS: AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Flashman: GO FOR THE HEAD!
Serenade: Ouch! I hope he didn't need that eyelid...
Punk: Wow, I can't believe he's still breathing after all that.
Metalman: I know. I wonder if they can re-attach his spine fragments together.
Drillman: Ahhh, he'll be fine.
Everyone: JACK OUT!
David: Well, now that that's over... TO THE NETGUARDIminivAN!
*back at the store*
Nij: Finally... well, nice seeing you guys... you don't seem so bad after all.
Jeremy: Shut up man, their our rivals!
Nij: oh, yeah... I forgot... remind me never to mess with Moe *cringes*
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