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Post by captaingrapes on Sept 10, 2005 1:49:59 GMT -5
HAROLD is gushing with nervous perspiration. He forces a friendly smile on his face, and begins to speak.
HAROLD: Yeah...uh...hi...gosh it's, uh...great to see you. Maryanne, I...I don't think tonight's going to be...uh...a good night for this...uh...tonight?
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Post by shadowbane on Sept 10, 2005 1:50:37 GMT -5
MARYANNE and the UTONIUMS stare at HAROLD in bewilderment. MARYANNE laughs genially.
MARYANNE: (Laughing and excusing herself and Harold.) Just a moment.
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Post by captaingrapes on Sept 10, 2005 1:51:23 GMT -5
Then she really lays it to her husband.
MARYANNE: You listen to me, Harold! That family has lived a nightmare for the past three days, and we are going to be good neighbors and help them out though these troubled times. Do NOT, Harold, RUIN THIS DINNER!!!
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Post by captaingrapes on Sept 10, 2005 1:56:54 GMT -5
Well ramsey had to go so kiddies i guess you will have to wait for the exciting conclusion
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Post by Reverend Mordechai Rosenberg on Sept 11, 2005 2:27:29 GMT -5
Well ramsey had to go so kiddies i guess you will have to wait for the exciting conclusion But how can we wait, the plot is so riviting, the story so exciting, how can you expect us to wait for the conclusion? Oh Space Cataz, what happens next?
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Post by browniebunny on Sept 12, 2005 20:49:52 GMT -5
Well ramsey had to go so kiddies i guess you will have to wait for the exciting conclusion But how can we wait, the plot is so riviting, the story so exciting, how can you expect us to wait for the conclusion? Oh Space Cataz, what happens next? Slow down, that much sarcasm at once will make your head bleed.
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Post by captaingrapes on Sept 16, 2005 23:52:57 GMT -5
IT CONTINUES
With this out of the way, she turns back to the waiting UTONIUMS.)
MARYANNE: Come in!
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Post by shadowbane on Sept 16, 2005 23:56:30 GMT -5
Both the SMITH and UTONIUM families are now seated and comfortable in the chairs of the Smith Family Living Room.
MARYANNE: (Giggling) Now isn't this nice? PROFESSOR: Oh, yes. It's nice to relax with friends after a long battle against evil.
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Post by captaingrapes on Sept 16, 2005 23:57:05 GMT -5
BUD Smith directs a scornful, disdaining look at his father.
BUD: That's right. You really took care of Mojo Jojo, huh? HAROLD: You know, Buddie, I...I really...um... think maybe w...w...we should talk about something else? BUD: (Sardonically) Okay, Dad, let's talk about your amazing day. How many mustard jars did you fill?
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Post by shadowbane on Sept 16, 2005 23:57:41 GMT -5
Only the PROFESSOR seems clued into the fact that something might be amiss here.
BLOSSOM: We don't mind telling the story. BUTTERCUP: And to start, villains are stupid!
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Post by captaingrapes on Sept 16, 2005 23:58:24 GMT -5
HAROLD shoots out of his seat as if something had bit him there.
HAROLD: Hi! Excuse me. H...hi ho, I'm just going to just quickly use the bathroom. BUTTERCUP: So anyway, we busted in on Mojo and...
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Post by shadowbane on Sept 16, 2005 23:58:58 GMT -5
HAROLD flicks on his bathroom light, turns on the taps of his bathroom sink, scoops out water, and douses his face with it. He takes a hard, hard look at his reflection and then speaks to it.
HAROLD: Alright Harold, you can...you can do this. Just make it through this one night. Just one night.
HAROLD: (Satisfied and confident) Great!
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Post by captaingrapes on Sept 17, 2005 0:00:26 GMT -5
He comes back among his family and neighbors, striding briskly back towards his chair...
BUBBLES: Then, I started to smash his face!
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Post by shadowbane on Sept 17, 2005 0:01:20 GMT -5
...And strides just as briskly back to the bathroom.
BLOSSOM: Basically, there's no villain around that can take us! HAROLD: Oh, really?
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Post by captaingrapes on Sept 17, 2005 0:01:50 GMT -5
The UTONIUMS look in complete shock. HAROLD had replaced his button-down shirt, tie, and khakis for...a comic-book super suit constructed entirely out of domestic, household paraphernalia. Long red pajamas trying desperately to pass off as spandex. White woolen socks. Yellow rubber gloves. A furry light-blue bathroom rug tied around the back to make a very ridiculous cape. To top it off, a strange antennae is perched on top of his head, sending out spurts of electric sparks. The eyes behind his set of black goggles are cold and menacing, ready for anything. HAROLD'S left hand hovers eagerly over some manner of firearm holstered at his hip, itching to draw it out.
MARYANNE: (Laughing flakily) What a joker Harold is! You're joking, right, Harold?
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