Dr Dave
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Episode 1: "Stuff it old man!"
It was a busy day in the department store. It was THE CHRISTMAS SEASON!
The highlight of the department store was Santa Clause. All the little boys and girls would come to see Santa and tell them what they wanted for Christmas.
"Well little boy, what would you like for Christmas" asked Santa
"I'd like a Power Ranger, a Father Ted doll, and whiskey." said the little boy
"Um...little boy, whiskey is a grown up drink" said Santa Clause
"Stuff it old man!" said the little boy
It was then that Santa noticed the 5 o'clock shadow on the "little boy"
"What the..." said Santa
"YOUR GOING DOWN, AND WITH YOUR DEMISE, TISIPHONE WILL FIND OUT, THEN I WILL GET MY REVENGE, on MY EX GIRLFRIEND!" shouted the midget
"What..what.. What are you doing with that vile marked acid" asked Santa
"GIVING SANTA A NIGHT CAP!" said the midget, who sounded irish. The Irish midget poured the acid down Santa's throat.
"AHHH!!!!! It's worse then acid...it's not acid it's.....TAB SODA!" Said Santa falling over. Santa was not dead, but he was really sick.
"Why..who are you" said Santa as he growned.
"The Names...Evil Matty!" said Evil Matty
Elsewhere in the store, Tisiphone was doing some shopping with her neice Little Debbie (no relation to the snack food).
"What's all that screaming Aunt Tisiphone?" asked Little Debby.
"Probably some BROKEN NOSES battleing over a $28 dvd player made in France" said Tisiphone.
The two walked towards the Santa area, and saw people wondering about, but no Santa.
Little Debbie started crying.
"What's wrong Little Debbie" asked TIsiphone
"I wanted to see Santa!" she said
"Where's Santa" asked Tisiphone to a store security guard.
"He went to the hospital, some crazy person named Evil Matty force fed him Tab Soda..." said the guard
"Evil Matty...THAT DACER! Cover your ears Debbie. I'm gunna FUCK HIM UP" said Tisiphone, as she grabbed a shot gun from her purse.
"Where we going?" asked Little Debbie.
"You're going back to your parents, then I'm going irish midget hunting" Said Tisiphone
To be continued...
It was a busy day in the department store. It was THE CHRISTMAS SEASON!
The highlight of the department store was Santa Clause. All the little boys and girls would come to see Santa and tell them what they wanted for Christmas.
"Well little boy, what would you like for Christmas" asked Santa
"I'd like a Power Ranger, a Father Ted doll, and whiskey." said the little boy
"Um...little boy, whiskey is a grown up drink" said Santa Clause
"Stuff it old man!" said the little boy
It was then that Santa noticed the 5 o'clock shadow on the "little boy"
"What the..." said Santa
"YOUR GOING DOWN, AND WITH YOUR DEMISE, TISIPHONE WILL FIND OUT, THEN I WILL GET MY REVENGE, on MY EX GIRLFRIEND!" shouted the midget
"What..what.. What are you doing with that vile marked acid" asked Santa
"GIVING SANTA A NIGHT CAP!" said the midget, who sounded irish. The Irish midget poured the acid down Santa's throat.
"AHHH!!!!! It's worse then acid...it's not acid it's.....TAB SODA!" Said Santa falling over. Santa was not dead, but he was really sick.
"Why..who are you" said Santa as he growned.
"The Names...Evil Matty!" said Evil Matty
Elsewhere in the store, Tisiphone was doing some shopping with her neice Little Debbie (no relation to the snack food).
"What's all that screaming Aunt Tisiphone?" asked Little Debby.
"Probably some BROKEN NOSES battleing over a $28 dvd player made in France" said Tisiphone.
The two walked towards the Santa area, and saw people wondering about, but no Santa.
Little Debbie started crying.
"What's wrong Little Debbie" asked TIsiphone
"I wanted to see Santa!" she said
"Where's Santa" asked Tisiphone to a store security guard.
"He went to the hospital, some crazy person named Evil Matty force fed him Tab Soda..." said the guard
"Evil Matty...THAT DACER! Cover your ears Debbie. I'm gunna FUCK HIM UP" said Tisiphone, as she grabbed a shot gun from her purse.
"Where we going?" asked Little Debbie.
"You're going back to your parents, then I'm going irish midget hunting" Said Tisiphone
To be continued...