Ringo: You�ve only done one page, you dumbnut!
Paul: Let me see. What the hell?!
George: Whoa!
John: It�s a picture of how Paul would look if Sarah shoved dynamite up his ass & lit it.
George: Ouch!
Brian: Hmm�
Siobhan: That looks strangely like that ink-blot Sarah used in her project in eighth grade�hmm, yeah, & that�s the answer I gave when I looked at it, only John shoved the dynamite up Paul�s ass�
Ringo: How�d you get all those colours?
John: I dunno.
Paul: Why would Sarah be playing with my-
George: Do I have to cut everyone off?...To answer your question, it�s probably because one of the writers has a very awful misconception about Sarah, thinking that she likes Paul, of all people, ha ha ha! She DOESN�T!
Paul: Hmm, that�s odd�
Ringo: Anyway, take a look at this paper. It says that California has asked for a law to make guns & drugs more accessible.
John: More chaos? This bill passes! We don�t live there anyway.
George: That�s a given.
Paul: As 1/6 of the presidential entity, I would have to agree.
Siobhan: Well I live there! Although I do have a feeling I�ll be moving soon�
Ringo: Temporary chaos then. When our presidency ends, we�ll change it.
Brian: I�ve got an idea!
John: Here we go�
Brian: What about another national holiday?
(The Beatles sort of consider it [�coz everyone needs another day off], then Paul starts laughing in a familiar way.)
John: Oh great-don�t even go there, Paul!
Ringo: Paul, we�re not making that a holiday!
Paul: It will be national �Come To Paul McCartney�s House Day��
Siobhan: I didn�t need to know this�
Paul: & it doesn�t matter what religion or race, it is required�
George: What the hell do you think you�re doing? That�s just wrong!
Paul: Of course, it only applies to females�
Brian (muttering): Aw, dammit�
Paul: 2 minutes each in Paul�s room, three at a time. 5 minutes for Siobhan!
Ringo: I�m going to kill you! AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGH!!!!!
(Ringo dives at Paul & they are soon engaged in battle, & the others try to hold them back.)
John: Look, we have to continue our presidency without being perverted or kicking Paul�s ass!
Brian: Break it up!
(Ringo gets a last punch in before they are pulled apart, giving Paul a bloody nose.)
Brian: Maybe you two should get a peer mediator or summat?
John: Or a time & place to duke it out.
Paul: Sounds great. Anyone have a tissue? Hanky? Something? Oh, thanks, Brian�
Siobhan: Are you okay Ringo? Are you hurt?
Paul: Ha! Don�t sweat it. We can get a replacement anytime. They aren�t hard to find. However, bass players like me are quite valuable, ah-heh-heh�
Siobhan: Finding a bassist like you would be hard, but that�s besides the point, you perv!
John: Anyway, what about these bills? This one is for street construction on Alaskan forest.
Ringo: What do you think Siobhan?
Siobhan: Say no! Alaska is pretty.
George: But expansion & commerce is first priority!
Paul: Since when did you become a capitalist pig?
George: Just challenging yer views. Like Bill Maher.
Siobhan: You watch too much TV, George. The obvious thing to do-
Ringo: -Is to veto it, John.
John: Right. Well I�m getting tired of these dumb bills. Let�s go for a walk in the garden.
(In the garden�the Presidential Garden�)
George: I�m bored. This sucks.
Paul: Let�s swim in the fountain.
John: Everyone-to the grass!
George: But it has a sign that says, �Stay Off The Grass�.
John: So? We�re the presidents of crap! Yankee bastards!
Siobhan: Hey!
John: Okay�mostly Yankee bastards, then!
Paul: Some of them are whores�heh-heh!
George: Mind out of the gutter, man! Yeulkh!
Ringo: Yes, please! Jeez, you�d think he�d get the point after a bit�hey, that bush is moving!
John: Probably a couple of retarded squirrels or summat.
(Justine & the Cat emerge from the bush.)
John: I was right!
Justine: You left me in that suitcase! John!
Cat: You need to clean some of those dirty underwear in there, too! Did I mention that your suitcase is a litter-box now?
(John blushes, then tries to punch the Cat.)
John: Ow! Fucking rose bush�
Paul: Serves you right.
Siobhan: Justine, do you still hate me?
Justine: Only if John doesn�t disown me. I want him to be my daddy now. Or if you�re 13 again.
Siobhan: But I-no, wait, you-arrgh! He doesn�t want to be your dad! & I thought you wanted�never mind.
Ringo: D�j� vu.
George: Wot?
Siobhan: Ringo, explain to George what D�j� vu is.
(John makes whipping noises & motions towards Ringo. The drummer ignores John.)
Ringo: D�j� vu. I feel as if I�ve been here before.
Paul: I think I remember. Summat about a photo shoot�around a cemetery, I should think�
Ringo: No, that was the nightmare you told us about where you pissed the bed because-
Cat: Hey monkey-butt! You got any food for me?
John: Go eat some foxgloves!
Cat: I�m not an idiot! Those are poisonous.
(George turns around with a mouthful of foxgloves & a fear-stricken face.)