Post by Danny Vice on Jun 29, 2007 12:06:40 GMT -5
The scene opens up inside of Strong Bad's home. The heroic cyberstud walks into the scene and grabs a seat at his infamous computer to check out his daily e-mails from his fans.
Strong Bad: E-mail, can't wait for the e-mail!
Strong Bad selects his e-mail file to read the following aloud to his fans along with his usual banter.
Dear Strong Bad,
I am writing to you because I have found myself on the brink of desperation.
Strong Bad: What a numb nuts, he mispelled 'blink'. Oh well.[/color]
I am a professional wrestler...
Strong Bad: What!
...with an important match this week.
Strong Bad: What!
I face the next to contender's for the World Title...
Strong Bad: What!
The Cheat comes squeaking into the frame.
The Cheat: *inaudible squeaking*
Strong Bad: What's that The Cheat?
The Cheat: *more squaeking*
Strong Bad: The "what" joke hasn't been funny or amusing in years?
The Cheat: *squeaky squeaky mcsquekerson*
Strong Bad: Not even mildly amusing? Wow, wrestling has changed. Thanks The Cheat, back to da e-mail.
Creeping Death, the self-promoting hardcore champion, and Epic, some old dude who's trying to relive his glory days. What is the best way to go about preparing for this match?
Sincerely,
D.V.
San Diego, CA
Strong Bad: Well, first of all I wouldn't call myself 'D.V.' You sound like one of those transmitified diseases.
Strong Bad begins to type his response e-mail while reading aloud what he types.
Strong Bad: Dear D.V.,
First, what is wrong with the "what" joke. I was informed today that it no longer is funny or amusing. Anyways, I don't see any problem with obvious and blatant self-promotion. Then again, I am Strong Bad, and you are not. As far as preparation for your match, do as Strong Bad does. It is always easier to take out your opponents then do physical development yourself. For example...
The screen cuts away from the computer to a fictional drawing of Strong Bad's plan. Strong Bad continues to narrarate as small cartoon figures that look like Epic and Creeping Death are walking along a grassy field.
Strong Bad: When Epic and Creeping Death are walking along one day, hire Trogdor to do your bidding. Let him burninate. Yes. Let him burninate them all.
The small Creeping Death and Epic characters see the enormous dragon with consummate V's and a man's muscular arm appear. The begin to run but Trogdor catches them and lights them both on fire with his firebreath. They both turn crispy before falling over, smoldering. The scene cuts back to Strong Bad at his computer.
Strong Bad: After the burninating is done, I suggest you sit back and have some nice Rice-A-Roni. Follow my plan, and everything will go fangoriously.
-Strong Bad
Strong Bad gets up not facing the camera, before turning quickly and doing the dramatic chipmunk face. Scene fades out.
Strong Bad: E-mail, can't wait for the e-mail!
Strong Bad selects his e-mail file to read the following aloud to his fans along with his usual banter.
Dear Strong Bad,
I am writing to you because I have found myself on the brink of desperation.
Strong Bad: What a numb nuts, he mispelled 'blink'. Oh well.[/color]
I am a professional wrestler...
Strong Bad: What!
...with an important match this week.
Strong Bad: What!
I face the next to contender's for the World Title...
Strong Bad: What!
The Cheat comes squeaking into the frame.
The Cheat: *inaudible squeaking*
Strong Bad: What's that The Cheat?
The Cheat: *more squaeking*
Strong Bad: The "what" joke hasn't been funny or amusing in years?
The Cheat: *squeaky squeaky mcsquekerson*
Strong Bad: Not even mildly amusing? Wow, wrestling has changed. Thanks The Cheat, back to da e-mail.
Creeping Death, the self-promoting hardcore champion, and Epic, some old dude who's trying to relive his glory days. What is the best way to go about preparing for this match?
Sincerely,
D.V.
San Diego, CA
Strong Bad: Well, first of all I wouldn't call myself 'D.V.' You sound like one of those transmitified diseases.
Strong Bad begins to type his response e-mail while reading aloud what he types.
Strong Bad: Dear D.V.,
First, what is wrong with the "what" joke. I was informed today that it no longer is funny or amusing. Anyways, I don't see any problem with obvious and blatant self-promotion. Then again, I am Strong Bad, and you are not. As far as preparation for your match, do as Strong Bad does. It is always easier to take out your opponents then do physical development yourself. For example...
The screen cuts away from the computer to a fictional drawing of Strong Bad's plan. Strong Bad continues to narrarate as small cartoon figures that look like Epic and Creeping Death are walking along a grassy field.
Strong Bad: When Epic and Creeping Death are walking along one day, hire Trogdor to do your bidding. Let him burninate. Yes. Let him burninate them all.
The small Creeping Death and Epic characters see the enormous dragon with consummate V's and a man's muscular arm appear. The begin to run but Trogdor catches them and lights them both on fire with his firebreath. They both turn crispy before falling over, smoldering. The scene cuts back to Strong Bad at his computer.
Strong Bad: After the burninating is done, I suggest you sit back and have some nice Rice-A-Roni. Follow my plan, and everything will go fangoriously.
-Strong Bad
Strong Bad gets up not facing the camera, before turning quickly and doing the dramatic chipmunk face. Scene fades out.
