His Esteemed Excellency Eminence Kody R Bear, having just arrived at The Kensington Palace, burst into the suite occupied by Magogo the Singing Dancing Macarena Monkey and his companion Dooky the Farting Kangaroo. Dooky, seeing the rage in his master's eye and the Bear slobber dripping from his mouth, farted loudly and immediately hopped out on to the balcony. The Monkey was not so fast.
"Just what the hell have you been doing while I've been away Magogo?", growled the KodyBear.
"Oh Yo Excellency. Not much. Me an de Dooksta been dringin a lot of High Gravity and smokin a lot of dope", said the Monkey as he spit out a large glob of black phlegm on the carpet.
"All at my exspense I'm sure. But I just expect that from you Magogo. I boggles my mind to this day how I ever became associated with you. Have you been to Anonyblog? Have you seen my recent fame? Hell I haven't even submitted a composition in over a month and those goddamn Anti-Klanners are stuffing gerbels up their asses in my honor!", screetched the Bear.
From the balcony came a low, wet rumble. The sound rose in pitch and assumed the timbre of a trumpet. Dooky popped his head around the corner and began to chortle as the stench drifted into the room.
"Goddamn! You filthy bastard!", cried the KodyBear as he dropped to the floor and began to wretch violently.
Magogo, laughing hysterically, said "Oh he real good Yo Eminence. Dat un stunk so bad it had a chain hangin off it."
"Good Lord Magogo! Give that Kangaroo a raise!"
"Yes Yo Benevolence. But what abouts me? I been handlin de Klan business de whole time yo wuz gone an I ain't got no recognition fo it. All dey talk about is KodyBear dis and Bear Boy dat. Dey ain't eva mention de Magogo once an I'm second in command!", lamented the Monkey.
"What the hell is the matter with you anyway Magogo? You haven't done anything! You haven't posted any child porn. You haven't posted any turd stories. You haven't infiltrated Lindsey's site and retrieved those pictures that I ask you to get. You know. The one where her cousin is sitting in Santa Clause's lap and he's got his dick out. But yet I pay you enough to sit here and defile yourself for months at a time! You don't deserve any recognition! You had better sober your Monkey ass up. I want you to find Indy The Great! I want this whole shit war started again! Now!"
"But Yo Excellency Yo de one been drivin drunk and........."
"Silence! I am BearTurd God! I'm above the law!
"Yes Yo Radiance"
Posted by anonymous at March 20, 2008 9:10 PMOh boy! I can't wait for all the losers who don't even have their own computers to arrive at work/school and start slacking off to comment!
Posted by: at March 24, 2008 4:32 AMAh ha ha I love that guy
Posted by: N at March 24, 2008 7:08 AMHeh, I hope they won't be TOO busy extracting those gerbels ...
Posted by: at March 24, 2008 8:45 AMLong live the Bear!
Posted by: at March 25, 2008 2:57 AMWhat's the matter, Mr. Fatmouth? Too afraid to to take the bait?
Posted by: at March 28, 2008 4:15 AMWOw, sure feels god to slack off and comment