Fabu's note: Well... this was too much to pass up. *grins* I had to do it.
Especially once I read the author's other works. I can't honestly say
this isn't meant to offend, because... well, one good turn deserves
another, no? *grins* Enjoy....
 
DISCLAIMER: MST3K and all related concepts belong to Best Brains, and I'm
making no money off this. It'd be a sad world if I was... *lol* Fabu and
Trashy belong to themselves. XD This rant belongs to Angelette Jamie and
she's welcome to it...
 
Last Note: I didn't do any host/end segments due to the shortness of
this.... work. *cough*
 
Enjoy! Laugh--I know I did!
 
=============================================================================
 
<Fabu the "mad scientist" and Trashy the... well, mother always said if I
can't say anything nice.... *cough* Anyway, Fabu and Trashy enter the
theater... ^_^;>
 
Fabu: *sitting in the row's first seat* ...And we're supposed to do what,
again?
Trashy: Riff the rant, Creepy Guy... we sit here through a bad written
work, and we mock it to keep our sanity. ^_^
Fabu: ....Sounds rather simple. And my name is NOT "Creepy Guy"... it's
Fabu.
Trashy: *waves off the last comment* Sure, sure...
 
<The lights dim and the torture begins>
 
> Ok. I know this will get removed
 
Fabu: Remove it!! REEEEMOOOOVE IIIIIIIT!!!!
Trashy: Then why post it?
 
> by all of you people who make it your
> life mission to criticize my futile attempt at humor
 
Trashy: Yeah, I'm sure everyone cares about your "futile attempt at
humor"...
Fabu: ...Why bother if you know it's futile??
 
> but I just had to
> say this:
 
Trashy: (Author) I suck!!
Fabu: (Cartman/Hooker) Sucky sucky! Five dolla!
Trashy: Woo... let's see how many flames we get for that one. *grins*
 
> FUCK OFF!!!!
 
Fabu: ....Well now. *cough* That was.... pleasant.
Trashy: Ahhh! Super bitch of doom attack!!! *leaps behind chair to hide*
Fabu: ....-_-;; *looks towards audience* Do you SEE what I have to put up
with??
 
> Why in GODS NAME do you
 
Fabu: We don't do it in God's name. *grins*
Trashy: Ahhh, good old Fabu.... *climbs back into her seat* You got her on
a technicality!
Fabu: *proud* What can I say? I try.
 
> IDIOTS flame me
 
Trashy: Hmmm... let me think.... because we don't like what you write!?
Fabu: ...Ah, blunt and to the point.
 
> when
> the MSTs arent even for YOU.
 
Fabu: *blinks* Pardon? .....Then why did you post them here!? ARG!!!!
Trashy: Whoa... O_o;; Calm down there, Creepy Guy.
Fabu: ...*seethes*
 
> THEY ARE FUCKING FOR MY FRIEND
> DEPLETI!!!!!!!!!!!
 
Trashy: Errr.... does this Depleti really want things fucking for her??
Fabu: .....O_O;; The mental imagery is enough to frighten even me.
Trashy: *raises a brow*
(long pause)
Fabu: ...Well, okay. Maybe not.
 
> I SPECIFICALLY TELL YOU NOT TO READ AND FLAME BUT
> YOU FUCKING IDIOTS DO IT ANYWAYS!!!!!
 
Trashy: I'd like to point out that the idiot here is the one who posts
things if she doesn't want them read and reviewed/flamed!!! >_<
Fabu: *winces* I wish that girl would stop shouting.
 
> I DONT GET IT!!!!!!!!
 
Fabu: (Valley Girl) I like, totally don't get it!! Teehee!
Trashy: .....O_O;;;; Never EVER do that again, Creepy Guy.... *shivers*
 
> SO FUCK
 
Trashy: Not tonight, I'm... flossing my cat.
 
> OFF AND LEAVE ME
> ALONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
> !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
Fabu: My god.... she's using up the world's supply of exclamation points!!
Trashy: Is her CAPS lock stuck, or what?
 
> PLEASE!!!!!
 
Trashy: Please!! For the love of all that's good and caffeinated!! Stop
writing this crap!
Fabu: And take of the CAPS!!! O_< I think I'm going to go blind reading
this...
 
> GO AWAY!!!
 
Fabu: (whiney; Author) Go away, or I'm telling!!
Trashy: (same) I'm taking my toys an' goin' home!!
 
> AND NO, YOU PEOPLE DO NOT
> HAVE PERMISSION TO MST THIS!!!
 
Fabu: *grins evilly* Well... too bad!
Trashy: Heh... we don't need no stiiiinking permission!!
 
> AND IF I FIND THAT IT HAS BEEN MSTD,
 
Trashy: (Author) Then I will bitch and moan some more!
Fabu: M-STD...? The newest in sexually transmitted diseases!
 
> THEN I WILL TELL FANFICTION.NET AND YOUR FIC WILL BE REMOVED!!!!!!!!
 
Fabu: *snickers* Ooooh, I'm shaking...
 
> SO GO AWAY!!!!!!
 
Trashy: God, will she EVER shut up!?
 
> *Slams head against desk*
 
Fabu: *sniffs derisively* Well... that certainly won't hurt, seeing as the
cranium is so thick.
 
> Oh, and Ill never write
> another MST as long as I live.
 
Both: THANK GOD!!!
 
> I just had to write this as sort of a
 
Fabu: Whiney bitch-fest?
 
> going out with a bang thing.
 
Trashy: Uh... you failed. But I like that idea of going out with a bang.
Fabu: *evil laugh* Yeeees.... *rubs hands together* Some explosives will
help that along nicely...
 
>
> I hate you all
>
 
Trashy: Don't worry, sweet heart... we hate you, too.
Fabu: *mutters* to put it lightly...
 
> Angelette Jamie
>
 
Trashy: Whiney author by day.......... whiney author by night. Huh...
 
> PS
 
Fabu: Ahhhh!!! Make it stop!!
Trashy: *whimpers and rocks back and forth in her seat*
 
> I hope you have a FUCKING NICE DAY,
 
Trashy: What is WITH her obsession with fucking??
Fabu: Even I would prefer not to go there....
 
> cause I know I WONT!!!!!!
>
 
Fabu: Good!! We're all glad, believe me!! *huffs*
Trashy: Hey... I think it's over, Creepy Guy...
Fabu: *annoyed* I TOLD you, my name is NOT Creepy Guy!! It's Fabu!
Trashy: *getting up and heading for the doors* Whatever, you know what I
mean. ^_^
Fabu: ....*grumbles and follows her out of the theater*
 
=============================================================================
 
Fabu's end note: Well... that was fun. *grins* Seeing as Ms. Angelette was
so enraged over the idea of a MSTing, I've declined from posting my e-mail
addy at the moment.... *chuckles* R&R, everyone... I would love to hear
what you have to say. Unlike some people, I can put up with flames...
 
Fabu's UPDATE note: Well, she DID get my account removed. Heh... oh well.
The MST lives on!
 
Stinger: "Ok. I know this will get removed by all of you people who make
it your life mission to criticize my futile attempt at humor..."