SETTING: THE PALS ARE MAD SCIENTISTS TRYING TO BUILD A ROBOT THAT IS SO REDICULOUS THAT THE EARTH IMPLODES.

MICK-MICK: THIS BOT MUST HAVE A MUSTACHE AND A PANCAKE FOR A HAT. AND INSTEAD OF WALKING, WE SHALL PROGRAM HIM TO DO CARTWHEELS IN SLOW MOTION.

SIMPLY BILL: ALSO, INSTEAD OF HAVING A FACE, SQUEEZE A CAT UNTIL IT DIES THEN WRAP IT AROUND A TUBE OF SALAMI. THAT WILL BE HIS FACE. AND I WILL MAKEOUT WITH HIM 24 - 7.

SIM-SIM: AND INSTEAD OF HIM HAVING ARMS AND LEGS, HE WILL HAVE BAGS OF WATER. AND HE SHALL SLITHER WITH THE BEST OF THEM.

MEAT-MEAT: CAN YOU EVEN BELEIVE THAT I'M DRACULA?

KRICKET-KRICKET: UNLIKE MOST PREVIOUS SILLY-BOTS, THIS ONE WILL NOT HAVE A UTERIS.

FRANCO-FRANCO: I THINK THIS SILLY-BOT SHALL HAVE A BEARD SO THICK AND JUICY THAT IT WILL MAKE MONKEYS WANT TO MATE ON HIS FACE.

SIG-SIG: YEAH! THEN WE CAN FEAST UPON THE MONKEY EGGS WITHIN HIS BEARD OF LOVE!

MONKEY FACE: HAVING MONKEYS MATE ON YOUR FACE IS A RELIGEOUS EXPERIENCE FOR ME. THEY OFTEN LET ME JOIN IN.

JOHNNY ROCKET: PERFECT. TIME FOR A REUNION TOUR. THIS BOT IS FINISHED.

KRISPY KERMIT: THIS SILLY BOT WILL HAVE PINK BOOTS. AND INSTEAD OF HAVING A SHADOW, THERE WILL BE A WET RUG THAT WILL BE IN ITS PLACE.

SLICK GREG: YOU ARE A NO GOOD S.O.B. NEVER BAD MOUTH HERBIE HANCOCK.

BULLUG-BULLUG: WAIT! THIS BOT HAS NO SOUL. SICKLY MEL, BUILD HIM A SOUL REAL QUICK.

SICKLY MEL GRABBED A SOCK AND A WRINKLED UP POSTER OF YANNI AND STUCK THEM IN.

RIK-RIK: HIS SOUL IS BETTER THAN MINE.

RIK-RIK WAS CRYING.

GORGEOUS TIM: I HAVE SEWED HIM A LEATHER VEST, TO MATCH MY OWN!

GORGEOUS TIM AND THE SILLY-BOT STARTED DANCING NUDE.

PARTY MONSTER: I BELEIVE IN LOVE. I BELEIVE IN YOU!

PARTY MONSTER WAS FOUND DEAD WITH NO HEAD.

PEE BUTT: OHHHHHHHH YEAH! HEY, WHY AM I NUDE?

TIMID JEFF: GUYS, I JUST HAD A DREAM THAT COUNTRY MUSIC WAS POPULAR.

TIMID JEFF WAS ALL SWEATY AND COLD.

THEN ALL OF THE PALS' MOTHERS CAME DOWN INTO THEIR LABROTORY AND NOTICED THAT THEY WERE ALL WEARING MAD SCEINTIST COSTUMES.

FREDDY'S MOM: OH HOW ADORABLE. I JUST LOVE YOUR LITTLE SUITS! CUTE!

GORGORATH THE DESTROYER: IT IS NOT CUTE. IT EXPRESSES OUR STATEMENT OF MATCHING INDIVIDUALITY.

MICK-MICK: HEY MOMS! OUR SILLY-BOT IS DONE. CHECK THIS OUT.

MICK-MICK TURNED ON THE SILLY-BOT. IT SAT UP AND BEGAN TO YODEL. FROGS LEAPED OUT OF ITS HAIR AND IT STARTED SINGING LOW RIDER IN LATIN. HE STARTED TO KISS ITS OWN MEMORY UNTIL THE SUN REVERSED INTO A SHADOW.

RED FACED RANDY: FELLAS? ANOTHER JOB WELL DONE.

TIME ERASED AND THE PALS WERE ALL KILLED.

SETTING: ALL THE PALS BELONG TO A CLAN OF BEAVERS. THEY ARE BEING FORCED TO CHOP DOWN TREES WITH THEIR TEETH.

SPLATTER DOME: MUNCHING THIS CEDAR TREE REMINDS ME OF THE TIME I ATE AT HARDEES.

KING CRISP: DAMN THESE BEAVERS. DAMN THIS DAM. IF I SAY DAMMIT THE BEAVERS TELL ME TO DO IT MYSELF.

GORGEOUS TIM: MY COLOSSAL WHITE TEETH ARE PRIME FOR CHOMPING THIS WOOD. WHEN WILL A BURLY MAN CARRY ME OFF TO MARRAIGE?

CROCKPOT: WHY ARE WE WEARING THESE BEAVER COSTUMES? SERIOUSLY THIS IS REDICULOUS.

CHUCK-CHUCK: STOP ANALYZING THINGS, THE FACT IS THAT WE ARE BEAVERS AND LOVE TO CHOMP WOOD. AND I AM ALSO A BEAUTIFUL PRINCESS WITH A MANE LIKE A LION.

THE PALS LOOKED TO CHUCK-CHUCK AND REALIZED THAT HE WAS NOTHING BUT A SACK OF RAGS.

SINKING SIMIAN: WHY DOES MUN-MUN HAVE SUCH A BAD ATTITUDE ABOUT THIS? HE SEEMS TO HATE ALL OF US.

JOYFUL JAKE: WHY YES! INDEED I HAVE NOTICED THIS AS WELL! TERRIFIC!

SINKING SIMIAN AND JOYFUL JAKE WALKED OVER TO MUN-MUN. HE WAS IN A FOUL MOOD.

MUN-MUN: I'D FLIP YOU OFF, BUT I'M ALREADY FLIPPIN OFF TWO OTHER IDIOTS.

MUN-MUN WAS FLIPPING OFF A STONE AND A CLOUD. THE STONE WAS RETURNING THE FLIP.

CHIRPING CHIMP: WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME? MY FACE KEEPS ROTATING CLOCKWISE EVERY HOUR. MY SKIN IS FUZZY AND I HAVE A POUCH LIKE A KANGAROO. AND WHY DO I CHIRP? SERIOUSLY, I SUCK.

THE PALS SAID NOTHING, SIMPLY NODDED.

BEAVER BRAN: OK PALS, TIME TO START SLAPPING YOUR TAILS!

THE PALS HOLLERED AND CHEERED AND BEGAN TO SLAP EACH OTHER WITH THEIR BEAVER TALES. THEN THEY REALIZED THAT THEIR MEMORIES WERE FALSE AND THEY WERE ACTUALLY SLAPPING THEIR 1ST GRADE TEACHERS.

KRUGER-KRUGER: DOES ANYONE KNOW WHAT THIS PHRASE MEANS: "PRATA MOONA SEEKY PEENO TOOBA"?

MICK-MICK: WHY YES. IT MEANS, "WISK ME AWAY YOU ROMANTIC SNAIL" IN SWAHILI.

TANGIBLE TIM: HROO. IT MEANS, "THE POWER OF YOUR EARS FLOPS AWAY MY HUNGER" IN CHINESE.

SICKLY MEL: NO, IT MEANS, "STOP PRANCING IN MY WOODEN PARADISE" IN CANADIAN.

DOG-DOG: IT MEANS, "RIP MY SAUCER SHAPED BONES FROM MING MING PRUNES AWAY FROM MY PRISON WORLD IN A SIMPLE GAG."

THEN THE BEAVERS ATE THE PALS. LIFE ENDED THEN STARTED OVER BACKWARDS AS TIME REVERSED.

SETTING: MUHODIUM HAS BEEN LOCKED IN A STEEL CAGE WITH GORGEOUS TIM, STICKY SAM AND NAKED NICK.

NAKED NICK: MUHODIUM. YOU ARE QUITE SILLY TODAY.

MUHODIUM: I WILL KILL YOU FASTER THAN YOU CAN BE UGLY.

MUHODIUM THEN REALIZED HE WAS CHAINED TO THE WALL. HE TRIED TO SLIT OFF HIS OWN NECK, BUT THEN HE REALIZED THAT HE WAS STILL CHAINED TO THE WALL. THEN HE LOOKED DOWN TO SEE THAT STICKY SAM WAS STICK TO HIM. SAM SMILED AND MUHODIUM WANTED TO DIE.

STICKY SAM: ARRRG! ONCE AGAIN IM STUCK TO SOMEONE THAT WANTS ME DEAD. HEY GUYS PULL ME OFF OF HIM.

NAKED NICK AND GORGEOUS TIM PULLED STICKY SAM OFF OF MUHODIUM. THEN THEY HUGGED.

MUHODIUM: THIS IS THE WORST SITUATION EVER.

THEN HE LOOKED DOWN TO SEE THAT STICKY SAM WAS STUCK TO HIM AGAIN.

GORGEOUS TIM: WELL ATLEAST I BROUGHT MY SILKY BRUSH FOR MY LONG CURLY HAIR.

NAKED NICK: OOOH! I WILL BRUSH YOUR LUCIOUS HAIR.

NAKED NICK HAD NEVER WORN CLOTHES IN HIS LIFE.

MUHODIUM: I WILL KILL.

MUHODIUM'S FACE WAS POURING OUT STEAM AND BLOOD.

NAKED NICK: OH I LOVE THIS SONG! SOMEONE DANCE WITH ME!

NICK AND TIM DANCED A SLOW SONG AND ENDED UP GIVING EACH OTHER BACKRUBS. MUHODIUM HAD SOMEHOW GOUGED OUT HIS OWN EYEBALLS.

GORGEOUS TIM: MUHODIUM, YOU JUST NEED A KISS ON THE NOSE. HERE COMES A SMURF! A SMURF WITH BEAUTIFUL HAIR!

GORGEOUS TIM APPROACHED MUHODIUM TO KISS HIS NOSE BUT SOMEHOW MUHODIUM HAD BROKEN THE STEAL CAGE AND HAD ALREADY RIPPED THE SKIN OFF OF TIMS BODY AND BURNED IT. HE PULLED OUT HIS AXE AND CUT NAKED NICK INTO A PILE OF BONES THEN SPIT ON NICK'S MOTHER. HE GALLOPED OFF INTO THE SUNSET ON A MAGICAL TOAD NAMED MR. WHISKERS.

SETTING: THE PALS ARE TRYING TO BARGAIN WITH AN ALIEN SPECIES THAT HAS COME TO EARTH. THEY CLAIM THEY WILL KILL THE EARTH UNLESS THE PALS GIVE THEM THEIR MOST PRIZED POSSESSIONS.

MICK-MICK: OK, WE WILL GIVE YOU THE SPORT OF SOCCER.

THE PALS GIGGLED TO THEMSELVES.

ALIEN LENNY: THAT IS A CRUEL JOKE. THE SUCKINESS OF SOCCER IS KNOWN THROUGHOUT THE GALAXY.

SIMPLY BILL: FINE, THEN WE SHALL GIVE YOU THIS HONDA CIVIC WITH A SOUP CAN MUFFLER ON IT AND A SPOILER FROM AN AIRPLANE. IT SOUNDS LIKE A LAWNMOWER. THERES EVEN A PUNK INSIDE READY TO DRIVE AWAY FROM VANDALISING.

ALIEN LENNY: OK DEAL.

THEY TOOK THE HONDA CIVIC AND NOT LONG AFTER THEIR SPECIES WAS WIPED OUT DUE TO THE FACT THAT THEY WERE ABSOLUTELY WORTHLESS.