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| Episode 6: The Funny Farm |
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| �Aww sookie sookie, bring it down, Kyle,� Kyle said, massaging his legs (Which really were Paul�s.), and getting in the Zone as the song slowed. �Soon!� �Sookie!� Adam laughed, and then tried to pretend that he hadn�t laughed at all. �Oh look, a shiny object.� �QUIT MOLESTING ME, DAMMIT!� Paul screamed, struggling to free himself, which was impossible, considering he and Kyle were using the same seatbelt. �THIS IS ADAM�S JOB, NOT YOURS!� �True, I don�t beat children and small animals,� Adam thought to himself. Rob stopped singing as the guitar solo approached, and looked over at the sleeping Brian. �Gee, he can sleep through anything,� Rob thought. (And then, while the following events are sketchy, they probably happened as followed. We�re not really sure; it was quite traumatic, after all.) All the voices in the Navigator were hushed, everything was relatively peaceful, and only the magnificent �Bent� guitar solo was heard, blaring at hundreds of decibels. When a cold-blooded shriek of terror split the air� �GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME! PUT THAT DOWN!!!� Paul screamed, scrambling to unbuckle the seatbelt. �What?! What�s going on?!� Rob cried in panic, trying to turn off the radio, and only swerving the SUV around and pulling off the highway, shaking Pookie awake, and leaving Adam crying in fear. Paul finally managed to unbuckle himself, and flew out the door of the vehicle. Rob rolled his window down and yelled at Paul, who started walking the last half-mile to the funny farm, �What happened?! Where are you going?! Get back in here!!!� Paul turned with a look of disgust on his face, and yelled back, pointing at the vehicle, �Not with KYLE�that bastard should be SHOT!� �WHAT HAPPENED???� Rob yelled, looking back in the mirror at a grinning Kyle in the middle seat. �The bastard was getting an erection!!! He was fucking turned on by the fucking song! HE WAS HAVING SEXUAL RELATIONS WITH HIS GUITAR SOLO!!!� Paul screamed, waving his arms like a girl. (Which really was odd coming from such a tiny man.) Rob looked from Paul to Kyle and back, and yelled to Paul, �Just, just�STAY THERE�don�t go anywhere!� He turned around in his seat, and snarled at Kyle, �What the HELL were you doing?!� Still smiling in a euphoric state, Kyle managed to stammer, �Just listening to the song�that�s all.� �He creamed his pants! He got �Bent!�� Adam cried, no longer sure if the situation was scary, or hilarious. Kyle just covered his mouth and giggled, and Rob and Brian turned to look at each other, sharing mutual looks of fear and disgust. �Aw damn, Kyle�get a room,� Brian said as he shook his head sadly. �Okay, damn, I�m not sure what to do,� Rob said, looking between a very irritated Paul and a very satisfied Kyle. Brian looked back at Kyle, and then suggested they let Paul walk the rest of the way to the farm and let him cool off. �Perhaps if he�s alone for awhile, he�ll think it�s funny?� |