The Park, Wednesday Evening

[mouthy_merc]

It seemed there just hadn't been enough insanity going on with the gremlins lately, so that was why there was a guy in red pajamas prancing around the park. Singing.

Well, really, it was all autotuned so that part was less important.

But aren't you all so, so glad you were there for the magic and wonder of this evening? Aren't you just thrilled"

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Afterwards

[mouthy_merc]

TALK TO THE STAR!

Re: Afterwards

[geewhizfellas]

"O-oh, no," said Butters, as he was out for a walk and maybe to play hide and seek with some squirrels, "there's an injured puppy somewhe--"

That was when he followed the sounds of what he thought were the pained whimperings of a maimed animal, and found out that his assumptions were wrong.

So very, very wrong.

"....awww, hamburgers. It's just some weirdo in red pajamas."

To which Butters could just sag his shoulders and expect the worst to happen next. That was usually how these sort of things turned out for him.

"And it's not even Friday!"

Re: Afterwards

[mouthy_merc]

"...Friday, Friday? Gotta get down on Friday?" Deadpool Black said warily. Because it was totally Friday.

IN HIS HEART.

Re: Afterwards

[geewhizfellas]

"N-no, sir," said Butters, eying the man in red pajamas singing horribly about Friday, "it's Wednesday, and I don't think I should be gettin'...gettin' down with anyone on any day, especially strange people in parks wearin'....wearin' red, form fittin' pajamas."

Re: Afterwards

[mouthy_merc]

"But what about the partying?"

Re: Afterwards

[geewhizfellas]

"Especially not the partying," said Butters, who, for some reason, felt it necessary to follow it up with another, "partying."

Really, Butters was just glad that there hadn't been a chance for there to be a video of him singing this Internet viral video to add to his less than impressive repertoire.

Re: Afterwards

[mouthy_merc]

You brought this on yourself, Butters. "YEAH!"

Re: Afterwards

[geewhizfellas]

"Nuh-uh," said Butters, with a wave of his hands. "Nuh-uh, nuh-uh, nuh-uh."

Re: Afterwards

[mouthy_merc]

"We're partyin', partyin'," Deadpool Black prompted again. You know you want to join in, Butters. Just give in.

Re: Afterwards

[geewhizfellas]

"NO!" said Butters, crossing his arms firmly in front of his chest to show just how contrary he could be to the man's eerie witch voice.

Re: Afterwards

[mouthy_merc]

"...Partyin', partyin'."

HE WASN'T GIVING UP ON YOU, BUTTERS.

Re: Afterwards

[geewhizfellas]

GOSH DARN YOU, DEADPOOL BLACK!

"Nooooooo!" Butters, who couldn't handle it anymore, threw his hands up to his ears and turned to run back toward the dorms where he hoped he would be safe.

Little did he know, that, though he may have left the scene of the crime, it would follow him for the rest of his life.

Re: Afterwards

[shotbillmurray]

Columbus was on his way back to his apartment when he caught the performance.

...

He was adding this kind of thing to his list of positive things that have come out of the zombie apocalypse.

No more teeny bopper autotuned songs sung by guys in pajamas.

It was right below: "No more Facebook updates."

Re: Afterwards

[mouthy_merc]

"Are you here to help me figure out which seat to take?" Deadpool Black asked. Still autotuned.

Re: Afterwards

[shotbillmurray]

Columbus blinked a couple of times at pajama guy. He may not have understood the question.

There's no Youtube in Zombieland. And Columbus had to catch up on a lot of internet phenomena.

"Statistically, the back seat is safer," he replied earnestly. "And you should always make sure to wear your seat belt."

Re: Afterwards

[mouthy_merc]

But that wasn't conducive to partyin', partyin', Columbus. "And I'm not old enough to drive," he admitted.