Thanksgerting

If you've ever seen one of our shows, you'd probably know that we are three of the weirdest dudes around. In fact, sitting and talking to any of us is more painful than anything else. I'm not even sure if you would call it "interesting." Well, we're all in different states (of the union, although I am feeling a little plasma today) today celebrating National Broom Day. However, if the three of us had Thanksgiving together, this is what would happen:

9AM: Leif gets up and pours dirt into a pail. He sounds the Ranger bell and seven park rangers come. They have a dialogue:

LEIF: I'm glad you came to this library reconstruction meeting.

ALL SEVEN RANGERS: Yes, here here!

LEIF: It's been a good meeting, guys.

ALL SEVEN: Here, here!

The rangers leave and become incredible singers. This entire exchange took an hour and a half.

10:30AM: Justin begins making the main course of brick soup and Maurice Cheeks pie. He only speaks in tongue while doing it:

JUSTIN: [pouring ingredients into a pot] FGFDHRTUI?? FL! HAHAHAAAHAAHAAHAAAHH! {subtext: Satan}

11:30AM: Jake finally gets back from the Fertile Crescent after all these years.

JAKE: Boys, I'm home.

JUSTIN: H&M h&M!!!

JAKE: I know, Justin. Leif, fire up the periodic table. Daddy's home.

LEIF: I knew you'd say that.

JAKE: The rivers will run red with the blood of man!

[They all laugh]

3PM: Uh-oh!

ALL: HAHA NARRATOR!


NARRATOR: All is well in the oceans of the world.

Scene.