Cast: Nick Pham, Chris Araya, Jon Powell, A Watier, and Tareq
(Chris is preparring a seasoning for his freshly cooked Ham sitting in the kitchen. Nick runs in and grabs it out of the platter and takes off. Nick runs into the basement, after numerous crashing sounds and screams, Chris scampers up the steps carrying the ham with Nick close behind with a cut above his left eye. Chris dashes down the hallway with the bedrooms. Nick dives and tackles Chris. The ham goes flying into Jon's bedroom. A loud crash is heard....Moments later Jon stands in the doorway with a large red mark on his forehead.)
Jon- So, im sitting in my room trying to read up on some current events. Just trying to ignore the ground shaking from you two. When my internet goes out, probably because of you two. So im tinkering with the cables when suddenly i get hit with a Ham, right in the face. An Easter ham at that.
(The two begin to speak at the same time)
Nick- We're sorry Jon! really!
Chris- It wont happen again Jon we mean it!
Jon- Hm, i have a better idea...Chris, fire up your Moped were going somewhere where you cant destroy my things!
(The 3 load up onto the back of Chris's moped. Tareq waddles over and jumps on the back right as they pull off, the 4 arrive at Red Lobster and sit down to order food)
Jon- I'l have the salmon
Chris- Gimme an order of Lobster tail, some Mahi-Mahi, and a bucket of crabs
Nick- I'l have the same, but can i get a basket of bread rolls too please?
(Tareq simply points to the left side of the menu)
Waiter- Which one will it be sir?
Tareq- All of it
(The waiter takes a puzzled look for a moment, then turns and walks slowly back to the kitchen)
Jon- So anyway, to pay for all the damage, time, and mental stability youve cost me in the recent months i have a proposition for you. Since i know you wont stop fighting, to stay in my house, youll hafta do this for me.
Chris- Sure anything
Jon- Ok, so im playing Fantasy baseball...and im losing, so what i want you to do is take this list of Dwight's roster and i want you to...dispose of them...
Nick- But wait, im playing that too
Jon- Oh your team sucks anyway, you dont have a chance how it is
Nick- *sigh*....this is true...
Chris- We'll do it.