Post by Wolf on Oct 18, 2008 11:35:45 GMT -5
Made by friend for me.... a handful of inside jokes yet still funny....
PG-13 but not really bad I'd say. a couple basic swears that we hear every day....
No flames. its a joke
PS... it's common knowledge that Zack moved to eureka and, in my friends world, has a parter, Fargo, in Eureka.... yea....
The official unofficial Bones series premiere:
*kicky techno theme music* (really, spellchecker? Techno isn't a word? Yet spellchecker is. How very egotistical.)
Once upon a time in the Jeffersonian, Booth and Brennan were having smarmy and vague sexual tension, causing fangirls everywhere squeal. Booth was looking very attractive in his leather pants of evil, just before making Angela's dead goldfish into a mobile and leaving it on her pillow. Wait, wrong show. My bad. Ahem, anyway.
"I don't know what that means," Brennan complained.
Booth's comeback was snappy as ever, but before he could get it out, Hodgins came running in, shouting:
"I just had this ridiculous dream you guys, seriously. Zack was a cannibal serial killer and ran around stabbing lobbyists. Honestly, I think he was doing the world a favor with that part," he added, ignoring the dirty look Booth gave him.
"Sweetie, that actually happened. Last season, remember?" Angela replied, worried.
Hodgins looked ready to argue, but Booth cut him off.
"Anyway, why'd you call me down here, Bones?"
"Dammit Jim, I'm a doctor, not a forensic anthropologist!" Bones replied angrily before being beamed back to the Enterprise.
Hodgins gibbered at him in disbelief. No one else seemed to notice.
Just then there was a terrible crash! Booth ducked away from the incoming rays of sunlight in terror, before sheepishly remembering he wasn't a vampire. Luckily, everyone else was more concerned with what had come through the wall.
"Science, bitches!" Zack declared triumphantly from the back of his mighty velociraptor steed. He seemed to glisten gold in the sun.
"How did you escape from the mental institution?!" Booth shouted, just as Brennan yelled "But velociraptors have been extinct for millions of years!"
Angela just stared before quietly wondering, "Is that butter?"
Zack raised a hand for silence, then began his sad story:
"Now, this is a story all about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I liked to take a minute
Just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Eureka
In suburban Michigan born and raised
In the lab was where I spent most of my days
Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
And all building killer robots outside of the school
When a couple of guys
Who were up to no good
Startin making trouble in my neighborhood
I stabbed one little lobbyist and you all got scared
And said 'You're movin' out of here to far away Eureka"
Hodgins boggled. "Is Zack Bel-Airing us?!"
Zack stopped, suddenly apologetic. "I know the rhyme scheme doesn't quite fit, but Fargo told me the pop culture reference would still be effective. He also suggested I unexpectedly play a recording of an 80s song by Ron Astley or something. He didn't tell me why it was funny."
Before anyone could respond, the velociraptor, fed up with petty human dramas and craving fresh food, bent over and chomped Booth, leaving only a pair of bloody stumps in colorful socks and expensive shoes. Angela screamed. The velociraptor belched. It. hadn't enjoyed anything so fine since it ate Drew Bledsoe.
"That's probably my cue to leave," Zack said, almost sadly. "I have many highly classified government projects waiting for me in Eureka, not to mention Dr. Fargo of course. Can't have all this butter going to waste after he worked so hard."
Hodgins looked at Zack expectingly.
Zack sighed. "Oh, fine. One of them is totally in no way at all a death ray on Mars. Don't be ridiculous."
Hodgins passed out from conspiracy-overloaded bliss.
And so, to the backing track of Never Gonna Give You Up, leaving naught but a trail of dripping butter behind him, Zack rode off into the sunset on his dinosaur steed, just like Jesus did all those years ago.
Next week on Bones:
"What the Hell, guys! How are you even alive, Agent Booth, I saw that dinosaur eat you! And Zack! He rickrolled us, that little dinosaur-wrangling bastard!" Hodgins squeaked, hopping up and down.
"Why don't you take the day off," Brennan replied. "And try not to eat hallucenagenic fungus before coming to work next time."
And then Brennan and Booth had some smug sexual tension and all was well.
PG-13 but not really bad I'd say. a couple basic swears that we hear every day....
No flames. its a joke
PS... it's common knowledge that Zack moved to eureka and, in my friends world, has a parter, Fargo, in Eureka.... yea....
The official unofficial Bones series premiere:
*kicky techno theme music* (really, spellchecker? Techno isn't a word? Yet spellchecker is. How very egotistical.)
Once upon a time in the Jeffersonian, Booth and Brennan were having smarmy and vague sexual tension, causing fangirls everywhere squeal. Booth was looking very attractive in his leather pants of evil, just before making Angela's dead goldfish into a mobile and leaving it on her pillow. Wait, wrong show. My bad. Ahem, anyway.
"I don't know what that means," Brennan complained.
Booth's comeback was snappy as ever, but before he could get it out, Hodgins came running in, shouting:
"I just had this ridiculous dream you guys, seriously. Zack was a cannibal serial killer and ran around stabbing lobbyists. Honestly, I think he was doing the world a favor with that part," he added, ignoring the dirty look Booth gave him.
"Sweetie, that actually happened. Last season, remember?" Angela replied, worried.
Hodgins looked ready to argue, but Booth cut him off.
"Anyway, why'd you call me down here, Bones?"
"Dammit Jim, I'm a doctor, not a forensic anthropologist!" Bones replied angrily before being beamed back to the Enterprise.
Hodgins gibbered at him in disbelief. No one else seemed to notice.
Just then there was a terrible crash! Booth ducked away from the incoming rays of sunlight in terror, before sheepishly remembering he wasn't a vampire. Luckily, everyone else was more concerned with what had come through the wall.
"Science, bitches!" Zack declared triumphantly from the back of his mighty velociraptor steed. He seemed to glisten gold in the sun.
"How did you escape from the mental institution?!" Booth shouted, just as Brennan yelled "But velociraptors have been extinct for millions of years!"
Angela just stared before quietly wondering, "Is that butter?"
Zack raised a hand for silence, then began his sad story:
"Now, this is a story all about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I liked to take a minute
Just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Eureka
In suburban Michigan born and raised
In the lab was where I spent most of my days
Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
And all building killer robots outside of the school
When a couple of guys
Who were up to no good
Startin making trouble in my neighborhood
I stabbed one little lobbyist and you all got scared
And said 'You're movin' out of here to far away Eureka"
Hodgins boggled. "Is Zack Bel-Airing us?!"
Zack stopped, suddenly apologetic. "I know the rhyme scheme doesn't quite fit, but Fargo told me the pop culture reference would still be effective. He also suggested I unexpectedly play a recording of an 80s song by Ron Astley or something. He didn't tell me why it was funny."
Before anyone could respond, the velociraptor, fed up with petty human dramas and craving fresh food, bent over and chomped Booth, leaving only a pair of bloody stumps in colorful socks and expensive shoes. Angela screamed. The velociraptor belched. It. hadn't enjoyed anything so fine since it ate Drew Bledsoe.
"That's probably my cue to leave," Zack said, almost sadly. "I have many highly classified government projects waiting for me in Eureka, not to mention Dr. Fargo of course. Can't have all this butter going to waste after he worked so hard."
Hodgins looked at Zack expectingly.
Zack sighed. "Oh, fine. One of them is totally in no way at all a death ray on Mars. Don't be ridiculous."
Hodgins passed out from conspiracy-overloaded bliss.
And so, to the backing track of Never Gonna Give You Up, leaving naught but a trail of dripping butter behind him, Zack rode off into the sunset on his dinosaur steed, just like Jesus did all those years ago.
Next week on Bones:
"What the Hell, guys! How are you even alive, Agent Booth, I saw that dinosaur eat you! And Zack! He rickrolled us, that little dinosaur-wrangling bastard!" Hodgins squeaked, hopping up and down.
"Why don't you take the day off," Brennan replied. "And try not to eat hallucenagenic fungus before coming to work next time."
And then Brennan and Booth had some smug sexual tension and all was well.