Zoraa: Try living on the opposite side of that demented freak Sid!
John: Yes, she�s wonderful, isn�t she? <Sigh>�
M. S: I still need to do more studies, so back to the lab.
John: Zoraa, did Sid say anything about me?
Zoraa: Not to me, you dwe!
(Back in the good ol� lab�)
M. S: Okay, the only ones who haven�t had experiments performed on them are John & Brian.
George: Aww, yer names sound so dimpy together�
(John knees George in the nuts, then punches Paul in the nose, making it bleed profusely.)
Paul: OW!! I can understand your need to inflict pain on George, but why me?
John: I dunno. It was about time you had another bloody nose.
M. S: In addition to being a brilliant scientist, I am also interested in human psychology. This experiment deals directly with human interactions. Now kindly come over here & sit in these chairs. Put the helmets on, & the belts. Now I�m going to call out a rather controversial topic of conversation & start you two off discussing it, & whenever you decide you don�t like what the other has to say, you simply push the buttons. Are we clear?
John: What does the button do?
M. S: You�ll find out. Your topic is-
(ZZZZTTT!!!!)
John: Gear! Zizzerum squared! The button shocks Brian!
M. S: Your topic-
(ZZZZZZZTTTTT!!!!!!)
Brian: John! STOP, please!
(ZZZZTTT!!!!)
John: Sorry there Brian, my hand slipped!
(ZZZZTTT!!!!)
John: Oops, there I go again! Such a looby!
(ZZZZTTT!!!!)
John: & again! Hey Mad Scientist, what is this experiment showing so far?
M. S: That you don�t return Brian�s feelings at all.
(ZZZZTTT!!!!)
George: Well duh�
(ZZZZTTT!!!!)
Paul: I think Brian passed out a couple electrocutions ago.
(ZZZZTTT!!!!)
Ringo 1: Maybe John should stop�
(ZZZZTTT!!!!)
Ringo 2: Nah.
(ZZZZTTT!!!!)
John: & another one for the road!
(ZZZZTTT!!!! The device sparks a couple times, then shorts out. The Mad Scientist switches it off just in case. The Beatles then put Brian�s Kentucky-fried body in the car & return to the Mad Scientist�s lair to collect their pay.)
M. S: Well chaps, I thank you for your time & services, but that�s about all I can take. Oh yes, & one of the Ringo�s must stay behind as a policy of mine. & Here is the grand sum of your pay for this evening.
George: �700? We�re worth more than that!!
M. S: To be sure, but you did damage an awful lot of my equipment.
John: I�ll be back in a second, I just need to get something.
Paul: Which Ringo stays?
M. S: We might as well flip a coin! Hah heh heh heh�
Ringo 2: That�s not funny. <Sigh>�I guess I�ll stay.
M. S: Well don�t worry, it�s only for some tests, then you will be released with provisions, money, etc.
George: You know, if yer dejected or whatever Ringo�
Ringo 1: Huh?
George: Other Ringo. Um, anyways, Disneyworld is supposedly the happiest place on Earth, so you could, uh�
John: Mother of GOD! Even I didn�t know half of those words!
Zoraa: & stay the fuck out!
Ringo 2: Hmm, you actually have a point for once, George. I�ll do it! I�ll go to Disneyworld & get a job there! Goodbye, everyone! Ha ha ha!�
M. S: No, wait! My beautiful clone�How did he�?
George: Don�t ask.
Ringo 1: Oh great, I just know what he�ll do to my perfect reputation as rock & roll�s greatest drummer! We have to follow him & stop him!
Paul: Probably nothing to your �reputation�, as you so egotistically call it.
John: Well Paul, I don�t want anything else with Zoraa since she never talks to Sid save for insults of an unusual nature. You can have her now, I guess.
Paul: You wanna go to Disneyland, babe?
(So Zoraa grits her teeth & she is taken from the Mad Scientist, who wasn�t looking anyway, & the Beatles drag her along for the ride to Disneyworld, making her even more bitchy, if at all possible.)
FIN!!!!!!
