"Ow!" Lynne picked up the chicken's foot, and suddenly there were three thousand people crammed into that seeimingly bottomless dumpster.
"Hey! It worked!" she sxclaimed.
"hgfuihi," Charlie mumbled from the bottom of the pile, and Lynne screamed in horror at what she had done to her favourite actor/model. Charlie was covered in banana peels and smelt of a strange odor. Lynne began throwing people out of the dumpster, and when she finally got to Charlie, the crew for the Guinness Book of World Records showed up, only a dozen or so people were left inside the dumpster.
The guy in charge looked around at all the milling people, "Hmm...I thought they said the most people in a dumpster, not a parking lot."
Lynne's wish had gone all wrong! Lynne decided to try and put a cow on top of a building instead. Turned out that Fred, George, and Steve had already done that, so she began to pout.
Butt Guy came up, and placed his arm around her, "It's okay, Lynne," he said, and looked at the parking lot, "hmmm, maybe we can get in the book." He began to tell her his plan, which was to drink as much hot sauce as humanly possible in two seconds, and if that didn't work, then they would simply take over the world so everything would go their way or the highway.
And so, Butt Guy ran inside the grocery store and bought 500 gallons of the stuff and handed it to Charlie, "You can do it," he said simple.
They watched in silence as Charlie went for the record....one mississippi, two mississippi, and...Charlie managed to get down 20 gallons (say what??) and as the Guiness guy wrote it down, Charlie screamed in pain as his taste buds were set on fire.
Charlie ran to Lake Michigan and began drinking all the water, fish and all. The man who had been writing down Charlie had done, was even more impressed because Charlie had just broken the sprint record sprinting from Cornwall, Ontario to Lake Michigan in...Michigan! More oever, Charlie also broke the record for consuming the most water. Charlie managed to get in the book three times, while Lynne and Butt Guy didn't get in it at all.
So Lynne and Butt Guy went a deep mourning, wearing nothing but black for the next fifty thousand years, while Charlie became the world's most famous actor/model/sprinter/chugger of water and hot sauce. People everywhere were constantly shouting, "Charlie O'Connell is MY HERO!" and his face was posted on billboards all across Route 66. But then this woman came up the posters and painted moustaches and beards and bushy eyebrows, which made them look like stoned dinosaurs.
The next day, Lynne and Butt Guy woke up, and realized they had gone back in time. It was 1968 to be exact, and everyone had afros. Everyone decided to go disco dancing, only it was still too early for discos. So they had their own disco party and people started coming. That is how disco was born.
They all partied it up like crazy, and went home to play a heated game of "Scene It?" But each day they woke up, they went further back in time. Soon it was stone age and they were being chased by Dino the dinosaur.
Suddenly, the Flinstone's theme song played over the loud speaker, and everyone realized maybe they had really gone forward ion time. The presence of Drake enraged Cartoon Network, and they attempted to murder him. This began a war between Nickelodeon and Cartoon Network. Nickelodeon won!
Now the only shows children could watch were Drake and Josh and a bunch of Nicktoons. Soon the Disney fans were outraged and gathered an army to take on Nickelodeon once again. They mobbed the Nick Studios. Suddenly, Mickey Mouse and PickBoy were fighting in the middle of Universal Studios; who would win?!
The battle lasted for hours and PickBoy managed to bite off Mickey's ear. Mickey, screaming in pain, offered to make a truce: that Disney and Nickelodeon combine to make the ultimate children's channel. Mickey, having second thoughts, fought back with anger, and ripped PickBoy's P right off his outfit! PickBoy let out a girly shriek and the dream to make the ultimate children's sation were dashed.
But no need to worry, the lobsters from The Amanda Show were there to help PickBoy out in his time of need! And suddenly, Mickey began to worry...it seemed he was outnumbered. Just then, out of nowhere, Chip and Dale started chewing on PickBoy's toes to distract him while Mickey smacked him with a mallet. PickBoy called up the old cast of All That, Kenan, Kel, Josh, and they came to his aid. But they were no match for Donals Duck's SubZooka.
And so, Disney won out, and they now owned the Drake and Josh show. Alas, no one could find Drake, as he had spontaneously combusted in Cornwall, Ontario. Girls everywhere were in tears as the news spread.
Suddenly, Butt Guy came in with all of Drake's pieces. He gave them all to Mickey. Mickey shook his wand, and magically Drake was back to normal. Unfortunately, he had slight brain damage because of the lack of oxygen. The Disney company tried to fix the brain damage by sticking cotton balls in his ears. The balls just made him look like a cloud.
Disney had to put a stand-in, named Bartholamew, for Drake, hoping no one would notice. Alas, someone did notice and began yelling, "That's not Draje! That's an imposter!"
The crowd rushed onstage, trampling the Drake wannabe in the process. As Bartholamew was being mobbed, Leonard Nimoy came in, saying he had special Spock powers. He did a mindmeld on Drake, who proceeded to sayu, "Lamps don't think that fast," which was followed by a quick, "Spock is Jesus!" which made everyone instinctively drop to their knees.
