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FatMan and Blobbin
Episode one
The porker
By Shadowz123 and Grant
Blobbin - Holy Beef Pattys Fatman!
Fatman - Whats wrong!
Blobbin - Seems like a new guys in town, servers pork!
Fatman - Quick, to the Fatmobile! STAT!
(They put theyre own Sweat into the Fatmobile to make it faster....nothing changed.)
Fatman - Such a big Line!
Blobbin - Were gonna be here for hours
Fatman - No, *Shoots up Fat-Me-Up Wire*, Hold on!
Blobbin - Ok!
(Slowly, the Fat-Me-Up lifts the 2 not 1 inch off the ground...SNAP...)
Fatman - Great, my last wire!
Blobbin - Never trust he cheap brands!
(Flashback, Blobbin Eats Hamburgers Arent Us, Orders the Double Double Double Double Double Fatburger with extra coating of Grease...after hes eaten, He realises its only the Double Double Fat Burger with extra grease!)
Fatman - Ok, Time to Transform into Fat Balls! Were gonna Bowl these bastards down!
(They Both Transform)
Blobbin - Uhh...little help, i cant move...i stood here too long, i made a Crater...Wait!
Im Sinking! nooo help me!!
Fatman - It seems the Porker has set a trap for us 2!
Blobbin - uhh...nope...its me.
(Cops arrive later on they use a stick to get Blobbin out...82 Attemps, the titanium Rods broke everytime!)
Fatman - I know what to do!
(pours Grease into the crater)
Fatman - Now Try!
(They get another rod, little push, and Blobbin goes flying in the sky)
Blobbin - Oh No, look out below!!!!!
*SMASH* (A crater the size of AUstralia is formed from Blobbins Fat ass, later found out he got stuck in the Lower Crust...5,000 miles down...)
Fatman - You ok down there?
(25 minutes for sound to reach Blobbin)
Blobbin - Uhh, no, can you get help please!!
(25 minutes later)
Fatman - Ok! were sending the FatFlyer down to you!
(Later on at Fatmans Lair)
Fatman - WHats on tv?
Blobbin - nothing much...basic stuff..
Fatman - want a 2 gallon strawberry thickshake?
Blobbin - maybe, 4 Gallon drum of coke be nice!
Fatman - Coming right up!
(WHile fatman gets the drinks, Porker shoots Neutraliser darts into Fatman to make him sleep...hes used 3678 of those darts...no effect as of yet. A BLOOD CURDLING SCREAM IS HEARD FROM Blobbin!)
Fatman - What is it Blobbin!
Blobbin - its...its...ITS A FITNESS WORKOUT PROGRAM!!
Fatman - NOOOOO, change the channel now!!
Blobbin - Oh god, the remotes broken!
Fatman - May god have mercy on our souls!
(will Fatman and Blobbin change the channel in time? Find out next week)
Episode one
The porker
By Shadowz123 and Grant
Blobbin - Holy Beef Pattys Fatman!
Fatman - Whats wrong!
Blobbin - Seems like a new guys in town, servers pork!
Fatman - Quick, to the Fatmobile! STAT!
(They put theyre own Sweat into the Fatmobile to make it faster....nothing changed.)
Fatman - Such a big Line!
Blobbin - Were gonna be here for hours
Fatman - No, *Shoots up Fat-Me-Up Wire*, Hold on!
Blobbin - Ok!
(Slowly, the Fat-Me-Up lifts the 2 not 1 inch off the ground...SNAP...)
Fatman - Great, my last wire!
Blobbin - Never trust he cheap brands!
(Flashback, Blobbin Eats Hamburgers Arent Us, Orders the Double Double Double Double Double Fatburger with extra coating of Grease...after hes eaten, He realises its only the Double Double Fat Burger with extra grease!)
Fatman - Ok, Time to Transform into Fat Balls! Were gonna Bowl these bastards down!
(They Both Transform)
Blobbin - Uhh...little help, i cant move...i stood here too long, i made a Crater...Wait!
Im Sinking! nooo help me!!
Fatman - It seems the Porker has set a trap for us 2!
Blobbin - uhh...nope...its me.
(Cops arrive later on they use a stick to get Blobbin out...82 Attemps, the titanium Rods broke everytime!)
Fatman - I know what to do!
(pours Grease into the crater)
Fatman - Now Try!
(They get another rod, little push, and Blobbin goes flying in the sky)
Blobbin - Oh No, look out below!!!!!
*SMASH* (A crater the size of AUstralia is formed from Blobbins Fat ass, later found out he got stuck in the Lower Crust...5,000 miles down...)
Fatman - You ok down there?
(25 minutes for sound to reach Blobbin)
Blobbin - Uhh, no, can you get help please!!
(25 minutes later)
Fatman - Ok! were sending the FatFlyer down to you!
(Later on at Fatmans Lair)
Fatman - WHats on tv?
Blobbin - nothing much...basic stuff..
Fatman - want a 2 gallon strawberry thickshake?
Blobbin - maybe, 4 Gallon drum of coke be nice!
Fatman - Coming right up!
(WHile fatman gets the drinks, Porker shoots Neutraliser darts into Fatman to make him sleep...hes used 3678 of those darts...no effect as of yet. A BLOOD CURDLING SCREAM IS HEARD FROM Blobbin!)
Fatman - What is it Blobbin!
Blobbin - its...its...ITS A FITNESS WORKOUT PROGRAM!!
Fatman - NOOOOO, change the channel now!!
Blobbin - Oh god, the remotes broken!
Fatman - May god have mercy on our souls!
(will Fatman and Blobbin change the channel in time? Find out next week)
