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| *D.M walks through the door, black eye, and split lip still throbbing. He finds terrence watching Supersize me, and dom busily sitting on a vibrating washing machine* D.M: "I cant belive he's so trustin....while im right behind her thrustin, fionas got him on the phone, aand shes tryin not to moan...its a 3-way call and he knows NOTHIN oohhh, SCOTTY DOESNT KNOW SCOTTY DOESNT KNOW SCOTTY DOESNT KNOOOOOOHHHHHHOOOOWWWW, so dont tell scotty SCOTTY DOESNT KNOW!!" DOM: S-s-s-s-till n-n-n-n-o-o lu-ck-ck-ck w-w-w-w-ith the gi-rl n-n-n-next door eh? D.M: Nah, she doesn't know what she's missing... it was better this time, only two cans of mace and a cricket bat today. Hey check this out! I can sing just like mat damon, listen! "I cant belive he's so trustin....while im right behind her thrustin..." *he stops, and finally seems to notice those around him* D.M: Is there a reason for you sitting...ON...the washing machine? DOM: I thought that was how it worked... D.M: Now, i thought i explained this to you... you put the clothes in the top, close the lid and... OH MY GOD!!! You're meant to put in one SCOOP of powder, not ONE PACKET!!! DOM: Yeah, well ever since terrence saw that movie, he insists we supersize everything... washing powder, the boobs on xtreme beach volleyball, the amount of coffee per drop, and... apparrently... the percentage of the rent that you pay... * Without removing his eyes from the screen, Terrence raises a finger in the direction of the other two" TERR: Shhh! I'm watching the coolest movie ever! This guy thinks he's mad... i can do better than that, i'll eat three times as much as he did in a month in just this week! D.M: You don't care that you're covered in bubbles, and you're cheeseburger is soggy? TERR: Triple cheeseburger... and my Uber chips and ultra drink of COKE! derr... DOM: Umm... sure... *Terr, with eyes trained on the screen, picks up a portable DVD player and inserts another copy of supersize me. he turns it on before turning off the television.* TERR: I'm off to macca's. If I want to beat this guys record, i'm gonna need to stock up. D.M: I'll go with you. I need some baileys anyway. that add is really persuasive... apparently, if you drink it you can fly! DOM: Well, to preserve the state of three, i'd better come too. shouldn't we clean up before we go? D.M: Nah, don't worry about it. I thought you would've noticed by now... no matter what happens in here, it's conveniently and perfectly restored to normality by the beginning of the next xhapter... Speaking of three however, shouldn't there be a dog here somewhere? DOM: don't worry about him, he'll find his way back... hehehhhehehheheheheahhahhaha!...*ahem* |
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