On a bus out of Acapulco, Saturday evening
"Where the fuck did you learn to shoot a gun like that?" GOB asked his yacht as the bus headed out from the terminal.
"Remember that time your father taught you a lesson on me?" the yacht asked. "I picked up a few pointers."
"Well, I guess I'm not going to have to worry about coming down here anymore," GOB said.
"I'm not sure about that," the yacht said. "Technically, you could probably be charged as an accessory to murder, manslaughter at the very least, but you could always plead self defense."
"Pimps don't count, and this is Mexico! Who cares?" GOB laughed. "Right?"
"I'm not so sure about that," the yacht said as a couple young German girls came up to them on the bus. "Sorry, can I help you?" the yacht asked them.
They screamed in delight and yelled "HOOKED ON A FEELING!"
"What are they talking about, yacht?" GOB asked.
The girls yelled "HOOKED ON A FEELING!" again.
"I guess this just proves that Germans love me," the yacht said. He stood up and started to dance as he sang, "I can't stop this feeling, deep inside of me..." The girls chanted "Ooga chaka, ooga ooga" along with the song.
As the yacht explained that the girls didn't realize what they did to him, GOB realized he was probably going to get laid tonight because he had a cool yacht.
[OOC: Props to Norm McDonald on Weekend Update.]
"Remember that time your father taught you a lesson on me?" the yacht asked. "I picked up a few pointers."
"Well, I guess I'm not going to have to worry about coming down here anymore," GOB said.
"I'm not sure about that," the yacht said. "Technically, you could probably be charged as an accessory to murder, manslaughter at the very least, but you could always plead self defense."
"Pimps don't count, and this is Mexico! Who cares?" GOB laughed. "Right?"
"I'm not so sure about that," the yacht said as a couple young German girls came up to them on the bus. "Sorry, can I help you?" the yacht asked them.
They screamed in delight and yelled "HOOKED ON A FEELING!"
"What are they talking about, yacht?" GOB asked.
The girls yelled "HOOKED ON A FEELING!" again.
"I guess this just proves that Germans love me," the yacht said. He stood up and started to dance as he sang, "I can't stop this feeling, deep inside of me..." The girls chanted "Ooga chaka, ooga ooga" along with the song.
As the yacht explained that the girls didn't realize what they did to him, GOB realized he was probably going to get laid tonight because he had a cool yacht.
[OOC: Props to Norm McDonald on Weekend Update.]