terr: what the hell are you guys playing?
d.m.: chicks in skimpy bikinis jumping up and down alot ahhhh *starts drooling*
terr: right.....i just saw the new "thunderbirds" trailer and it looks awsome!
*suddlenly a chest of drawers hits terr in the side of the head*
dom: TRAITOUROUS PIG DOG!!!!
d.m.: man that was cool, harsh, but cool
dom: never say anything about that movie in my presence....ever
d.m.: fair enough, i wouldnt want a item of bedside furniture implanted in the side of my head with terr's clothes and underpants over my face *shivers*
dom: are those skid marks?
dom & d.m.: oooohhhhh GROSS!!!
d.m.: when did terr last do his laundry?
dom: laundry? what is this laundry of which you speak?
d.m.: you dont know what laundry is?
dom: nope
*d.m. and dom leave terr in a twisted heap on the ground and go to a dark room in the back of the apartment, d.m. flicks a light switch and a few bats fly out the door*
d.m.: you guys really dont know what laundry is do you?
*in a corner of the small room is a dusty old washing machine covered in cobwebs. d.m. dusts it off and plugs it in*
d.m.: *in a voice that sounds like hes talking to a 2 year old* now you stick your dirty clothes in this baby with some soap flakes and they will come out clean....cccllleeeaaannn
dom: so thats what that things for....i thought it was for hiding a body or somthing
d.m.: dude, your really fucked in the head, you need some help
dom: meh, ive tried but the shrink ran away screaming five mintues into my appointment
terr: its true
*terr staggers out of the loungeroom holding onto his head*
terr: AAAAAHHHHH WHAT THE FUCK I THAT THING!?!?!?!?!
d.m.: thats a washing machine dude.....wwwwwwwaaasshhhhiiinnnnnnnnggggggg maaaaccchinneee.....
terr: ???
dom: supposidly it cleans clothes....i dont buy it though..
terr: i always thought it was for hiding a body?
d.m.: what the fuck is wrong with you 2?
terr: anyway what was i talking about.....oh yeh "thunderbirds"
*dom pulls out a tranquilizer gun and shoots terr twice in the ass*
d.m.: thanks man
dom: i told the asshole not to do it
d.m.: where did ya pull the tranq gun from?
dom: *shrugs*
*"unexplained mysteries" music plays*
