Post by Mr. McCheese on Dec 13, 2009 17:56:27 GMT
*The setting is at McDonalds Headquarters where Mr. McCheese & his friends are all standing around doing nothing while Mr. McCheese is downing cheese sauce.*
Person #1- Go go go go go.
*Mr. McCheese then downs the cheese sauce again.*
Mr. McCheese- That was [in a fat cheesy voice] CHEESY!!!!!!!!! [Burps loudly].
Person #2- Where are your manners?
Mr. McCheese- Right here [Farts uncontrollably].
Person #2- Ewwwwwwwwww disgusting.
*Person #2 leaves.*
Mr. McCheese [in a funny tone]- Come back soon & tell your friends about us you hear.
Person #1- Hey did you hear that you have a match with Mr. Fatass.
Mr. McCheese- No way that is so awesome. Is there a catch?
Person #1- Of course. The loser loses the Mr. McCheese title in their name.
Mr. McCheese- So I could possibly not be Mr. McCheese anymore?
Person #1- Exactly.
Mr. McCheese [starts to cry]- That's a terrible thing to for me to know. I don't want everybody to find out my real name.
Person #1- So what are you gonna do about it then?
Mr. McCheese- I know what i'm gonna do.
Person #1- And what's that.
*Mr. McCheese then hops into the tub filled with cheese.*
Mr. McCheese- I'm gonna stay inside of this tub until I can think of a reason on how I can beat Mr. Fatass.
*Mr. McCheese's manager The Mega Meathead then walks in the room & then dumps two buckets of Fermented Pickled Herring all over Mr. McCheese.*
Mr. McCheese [starts to cry again]- You dumped Pickled Herring all over me. Why?
The Mega Meathead- Because you sir are a fat pice of crap.
Mr. McCheese [crying uncontrollably]- Your hurting my feelings you mean mean man.
The Mega Meathead- Well deal with it. So what are you gonna do?
*Mr. McCheese then stops crying.*
Mr. McCheese- I am Mr. McCheese and i'm a very "special" competitor in the JOB Wrestling Federation and i'm getting to face Mr. Fatass for the "Mr." title in our names. Now I believe Mr. Fatass runs this promotion and well i'm going to crush him like I crush double cheeseburgers. Double Cheeseburgers....... [Mr. McCheese then starts to drool over the sight of a double cheeseburger]. I really need to cut some weight. Well get ready Mr. McCheese because once i'm done with you, well you will end up like a bunch of hot wings from Hooters. Hmmmmm Hot Wings.... [Drools again], Hooters....... .
Quick everybody, let's get to Hooters NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*Mr. McCheese then gets out of the tub & then strips over himself & falls flat on his face.
Mr. McCheese [starts cryin' uncontrollably again]- Owwweeeee that hurts. Hmmmm cheese puff.
*Mr. McCheese then eats the cheese puffs from off the floor as the camera then shuts off.*
Person #1- Go go go go go.
*Mr. McCheese then downs the cheese sauce again.*
Mr. McCheese- That was [in a fat cheesy voice] CHEESY!!!!!!!!! [Burps loudly].
Person #2- Where are your manners?
Mr. McCheese- Right here [Farts uncontrollably].
Person #2- Ewwwwwwwwww disgusting.
*Person #2 leaves.*
Mr. McCheese [in a funny tone]- Come back soon & tell your friends about us you hear.
Person #1- Hey did you hear that you have a match with Mr. Fatass.
Mr. McCheese- No way that is so awesome. Is there a catch?
Person #1- Of course. The loser loses the Mr. McCheese title in their name.
Mr. McCheese- So I could possibly not be Mr. McCheese anymore?
Person #1- Exactly.
Mr. McCheese [starts to cry]- That's a terrible thing to for me to know. I don't want everybody to find out my real name.
Person #1- So what are you gonna do about it then?
Mr. McCheese- I know what i'm gonna do.
Person #1- And what's that.
*Mr. McCheese then hops into the tub filled with cheese.*
Mr. McCheese- I'm gonna stay inside of this tub until I can think of a reason on how I can beat Mr. Fatass.
*Mr. McCheese's manager The Mega Meathead then walks in the room & then dumps two buckets of Fermented Pickled Herring all over Mr. McCheese.*
Mr. McCheese [starts to cry again]- You dumped Pickled Herring all over me. Why?
The Mega Meathead- Because you sir are a fat pice of crap.
Mr. McCheese [crying uncontrollably]- Your hurting my feelings you mean mean man.
The Mega Meathead- Well deal with it. So what are you gonna do?
*Mr. McCheese then stops crying.*
Mr. McCheese- I am Mr. McCheese and i'm a very "special" competitor in the JOB Wrestling Federation and i'm getting to face Mr. Fatass for the "Mr." title in our names. Now I believe Mr. Fatass runs this promotion and well i'm going to crush him like I crush double cheeseburgers. Double Cheeseburgers....... [Mr. McCheese then starts to drool over the sight of a double cheeseburger]. I really need to cut some weight. Well get ready Mr. McCheese because once i'm done with you, well you will end up like a bunch of hot wings from Hooters. Hmmmmm Hot Wings.... [Drools again], Hooters....... .
Quick everybody, let's get to Hooters NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*Mr. McCheese then gets out of the tub & then strips over himself & falls flat on his face.
Mr. McCheese [starts cryin' uncontrollably again]- Owwweeeee that hurts. Hmmmm cheese puff.
*Mr. McCheese then eats the cheese puffs from off the floor as the camera then shuts off.*