Echo
Echo
Mona
Mona
Echo
I
need to write an episode of Fooksburgh based on my newfound obsession with Mr.
Springsteen.
CAN HE BE AGAINST A WALL?
PLEASE.
Mona
*sigh*
Well if you find me a picture...
...and
write a script that goes with it for me....
Mona
Well,
how hard can it....how difficult can it be? To find a picture of Bruce
and a wall?
WHEN
I THINK ABOUT CERTAIN THINGS I HAVE TO TALK IN ALL CAPITAL LETTERS.
Echo
OF
HIM AGAINST A WALL?
Echo
Hmmm....can
you make it a brick wall?
Echo
Echo
Oh
wait. That is a brick wall.
Em...a
more obvious brick wall?
Echo
Mona
Mona
Mona
Mona
Bruuuuuuuuce!
Bruuuuuuuuce!
Bruuuuuuuuce!
Mona
Mona
Echo
Mona
Echo
I
think I need to stick my head in the freezer for a moment.
GAH
BONO'S WATCHING ME HAVE AN AFFAIR WITH BRUCE! HE KNOOOOOOWWWWWSSSSSS.
You're
writing for Fooksburgh, remember.
OKAY
BUT I DON'T THINK IT'LL MAKE MUCH SENSE
And
write a script while you're at it.
WHICH
HE WOULD.
And
Bruce is hot like that and would for some reason be there and offer to fix the
bus.
Because
you see the Bus broke down.
You
realize of course, any script I would write would be like this:
And
I have oil and dirt and grease all over my body too. WHAT TO DO. WHAT TO DO.
*reads*
MY SHIRT SLEEVE GOT CAUGHT IN THE FAN BELT! NOW I AM COMPLETELY SHIRTLESS!
*gets
on bus after fixing transmission*
But
off the bus, things were different...
Echo
Bono
Bono
Mona
Mona
Mona
Bono
Bruuuuuuuuce!
Bono
This
is great material. We should make a "Fooksburgh: Behind the Music" or something.
for
dramatic effect.)
you
have to drop something fragile
(Because
when something bad happens
*gasp*
*drops china plates*
Eh....it's
not what it looks like?
*enters
bathroom where Mona is proceeding to sponge off greasy Bruce*
You
know, Mona...
I
turn around to pick up my beautiful fragile China dishes for one second
and then I find the love of my life in the bathroom with a really hot working
class rock star guy who's really hot because he fixed the car not to mention
the arms and---
I
can't believe this.
Maybe
someone else should write this.
Echo
Bono
Echo
Bruuuuuuuuce!
*reads*
Can you lend me five bucks? I'm a little...short...Hey!
'Cause
I mean I can't write it. You know what happens when I write for Bono.
You
forgot to metion the sideburns.