Damien: God I'm starving when are theses cursed weenies going to be done?
Quentin: Heeeeey heeey heey it's Quentin! (Applause bar drops from ceiling)
Damien: Wha the? how did you do that?
Quentin: Ehhh it's part of my contract.
Damien: I didn't get one. That sucks dude cause Im the main character. Who the hell wrote this? (stares out at yours truly)
Quentin: What's that smell?
Damien: These weenies I bought from the Stop-N-Rob after school
Quentin: Hmmmmm...hmmmmm...hmmmmm. Love Dogs....the Mmmm mmmm oh yeaah deeper oh YES! hot dogs. Man that is a weird slogan. Says here they are made with "LUV"
Damien: Well these slut dogs should have been done by now
Quentin: My mom says when weenies are done cooking they scream. So do cats...
Damien: That's uhh...good to know. So we should be hearing a scream soon ehh?
(Damien and Quentin sit on the living room couch)
(Uber orgasmic scream from kitchen)
Damien Quentin: WEENIES!!! YEAH!!!
(they run back to the kitchen)
Damien: GASP! My weenies...theyve flown the coop
Quentin: (staring at ceiling) DAMN YOU WEENIES!!! DAMN YOU TO HELL!!! SHE WAS ONLY 7!!!
Damien: That's it I want my money back and some new meat!
Quentin: Hey the factories address is on the wrapper.
Damien: This sounds like....AN ADVENTURE YAAAR!
TO BE CONTINUED....