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  1. Sorry for the delay. This was the 31st episode written but I've moved it up. I hope it's good.

    28. Dry Spell

    (Alarm clock starts blaring)

    Joe: (jolts awake) Wah…oh, okay. Let’s see here. (shuts off clock)

    Tom: (in other room) Bye you guys, I’m going to work in a few minutes here.

    Joe: I’m sorry to hear that.

    Tom: …right. (walks out of apartment)

    Joe sighed, before getting out of bed and slowly making his way over to Harry’s room. He slowly opened the door as Harry slowly opened his eyes. 

    Harry: What’s, ah, going on?

    (beat)

    Joe: Good morning.

    (long silence)

    Harry: Good morning to you, too. What do we have in the fridge?

    Joe: Well…

    (ONE TRIP TO THE FRIDGE LATER)

    Joe: Some semi-fresh cereal, strawberries, leftover pizza, fruit juice…

    Harry: Alright, I’ll just get some cereal.

    (beat)

    Joe: Okay,

    The two made their way into the kitchen, and as Harry fixed his breakfast, Joe went to stare out the window. He felt as though life was starting to get even more routine. No new adventures, no more exciting things going on between him, Harry and Tom. Where was everyone?

    Joe: Harry, where is everyone?

    Harry: I dunno, bit of a loaded question there.

    Joe: Nnnggghhh...

    Harry: I’m serious!

    Joe: Right. I’m getting bored.

    Harry: That’s nothing new, though…

    Joe: No! Really bored! Really, really bored! It’s been, what, a couple months since we’ve done anything noteworthy? Really! Think about this, Harry! I…I…

    (Harry is slowly stepping back)

    Joe: I’m the type that needs some adventure, you know?

    Harry: Yep, you’re a true adventure man…

    Joe: Precisely!

    (beat)

    Harry: So, may I ask, what’s your plan for adventure?

    Joe: Well, first we’re gonna…and then…well…well, three heads are better than one!

    Harry: Two.

    Joe: Two!

    (cut to Flipping Burgers)

    (Joe and Harry are running towards the entrance, and then into the restaurant)

    Cashier: Welcome to Flipping Burgers-

    Joe: Yeah, is Tom here?

    (Teenage worker and Tom both walk up to the register)

    Teenage Worker: How…do you know me?

    Joe: I’m looking for the other one.

    Tom: What are you doing here?

    Joe: I’m here you break you out!

    Tom: Okay.

    (Cashier looks at Tom)

    Tom: Alright, I’m already fixing to leave. 

    Just as Tom walked out of the working area, an alarm sounded.

    Joe: Ah! (runs out the door)

    The manager then stormed over to Tom, screamed some incoherent gibberish, and stormed away, casting a long silence over the whole restaurant.

    Harry: So, what’d he say?

    Tom: I gotta stay until my shift ends in 4 minutes.

    Harry: Okay.

    (FOUR MINUTES OF SITTING AROUND LATER)

    (Joe, Harry and Tom are running out of the parking lot)

    Tom: About time! But, what’s the big deal, gents?

    Harry: I don’t know.

    Joe: I need some adventure, man!

    Tom: Oh?

    Joe: I’ve been standing around for too long! Let’s do this!

    (cut to the trio standing in the field just outside of Weisston)

    Harry: What are we doing here, again?

    Joe: Oh, come on. This is one of our lives’ most eventful set pieces!

    (long silence)

    (Harry and Tom walk away)

    Joe felt a wave of crushing defeat wash over him, as he began to lose hope, with the realization that he would probably have to do this challenge himself. In his head, he began to think of all the places he, Harry and Tom had visited, almost tracing his steps from the past year or so, save for the places that the trio were banned from. He was able to drop off Harry and Tom after an almost silent car ride, and for a couple of hours afterwards, he journeyed around Weisston, looking for something that could pique his interest. He drove to the local TV station, Scadente’s, The Morning People, The Arena, The Oiltrack, Memory Lanes, and more, but with each location came more and more disappointment, as if these single locations could potentiall provide him a large burst of adventurous energy. 

    As Joe was driving back to the apartment, he felt the cell phone is his pocket vibrate. He took his eyes off the road (don’t try at home) to see that it was Tom calling him.

    Joe: Hello?

    Tom: How much longer will you be out?

    Joe: I’m coming home right now.

    Tom: Good. I’m not completely into bizarre thrill seeking attitude you’ve randomly started going around with.

    Joe: Why?

    Tom: It’s sorta weird, man. Like one day you didn’t care, and the next-

    Joe: That’s just who I am!

    Tom: Okay.

    Joe: What?

    Tom: No, I wasn’t being sarcastic there. Anyways, be careful with all this thrill seeking stuff. You could get in trouble.

    Joe: This isn’t anything big, man! I’m just trying to…trying to…

    Tom: Get something big?

    Joe: Agh! 

    Tom: Heh. Look, just be careful. 

    Joe: Come on, now. I’m driving home. The only steps after that are to park the car, go up the stairs-

    Tom: I know, I know! Well…see you then.

    Joe: Okay.

    (Tom hangs up)

    Soon, Joe drove into the apartment’s parking lot, and he was walking over to the stairs, he felt someone grab his shoulder, and push him to the floor, before blacking out.

    A minute later, he awoke, under a blanket, to six shadows standing before him. 

    Voice #1: Craig isn’t sure about this…

    (slap sound)

    Voice #2: Shut up!

    Joe: (pulls off blanket, screams)

    Robert Roberts: Hello, Joe!

    Joe: You…I…ooohhh nooo, The Kids on the Street!

    Robert: Ye-

    Joe: AHHH…why man? Why? Not today? I’m just trying to live, man! I don’t want trouble! Gah! The nerve of some people! Agh! Jeez!

    (long, awkward silence)

    Joe: So…wh-what do you want?

    Robert: (attempts a dramatic voice) Re- (cough) Revenge.

    Emma Emerson: We had to spend some time at the big house because of YOU!

    Joe: Oh yeahhh. 

    (beat)

    Joe: Sorry?

    William: That won’t cut it, I’m afraid.

    Robert and William then simultaneously leaned close to Joe’s face, each of them slowly raised a fist, and before Joe was able to properly react, they punched him in the cheeks. Joe was stunned, and within seconds, the rest of the team jumped on him. The kids pinned Joe down to the ground, and in the moment, he just started flailing his legs around, hoping to kick someone off of him. He determined that he succeeded, eventually, as he heard a crashing noise and felt some of the weight lifted off of his body, but he couldn’t really see much in the moment. This sort of distracted some of the others, so with some of the weight off his body, Joe was slowly able to stand back up, and start to walk away.

    This was until he jesrd the kids running at him again, so he awkwardly pushed them back, trying as hard as he could not to make things worse. However, the kids leaped at him again.

    Joe: What’s the problem? You’ve already beat me up!

    Robert: That’s not enough.

    Joe: Okay, now. We don’t have to-

    William: What? (punches Joe)

    Joe: (punches back)

    William: Oof! (falls over)

    (beat)

    Joe: Oh…oh god…what am I doing? I’m punching kids! What the hell?! That’s not who I am! What’s happened? You guys have driven me against my principles, and i'm disgusted at the both of us...Tom was right…I’ve gotten out of control here. Be careful what you wish for, I suppose. 

     (bends down to look at his reflection in a puddle)

    I…I…I can’t see crap in this puddle.

    (stands back up)

    I’m sorry, kid.

    William: Ha. Didn’t even hurt.

    Joe looked up the four remaining kids that stood before him (Craig was missing), and wasn’t happy with what he saw.

    Joe: All of you, clean yourselves up. Seriously. This crap isn't cool.  I can’t believe you guys. I’m getting out of here. 

    The kids didn’t move towards him, as they were a bit surprised by what had just happened. As Joe was walking to the stairs, he saw a police car slowly going down the road, stopping in the alleyway where everything had just happened. Craig suddenly appeared in the bushes to give a thumbs up, before vanishing again.

    As Joe walked into the apartment, and his bruised appearance startled Tom and Harry.

    Harry: What happened?

    Joe: Action. Not good,

    Tom: Hmph.

    Joe: I need to think about life for a while, peace out. (walks into his room and closes the door)

     

     

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  2. -The only types of meat I've tried are ham and beef, and I didn't like either. Maybe my body just wasn't used to the stuff, but I dunno, not for me.

    -In some cases, no-budget cheaply made media can be more inspirational to me than big budget, higher end media (e.g. Plan 9 vs Star Wars) I guess this is because it shows to me that even if one doesn't have all the best and most expansive resources and even if the product sucks horribly, at least they were able to make it, so why can't anyone else? That's my theory at least.

  3. Finale was good. There's definitely been better but I liked it. I'll need to skim through it again to fully process it, though.

    -What was with Beth and Shermy? I don't remember them from anywhere else. The beginning and end kinda sets it up like a backdoor pilot, thought I don't see that ever happening.
    -Gumball war was a bit anticlimactic, honestly.
    -Fight with the Eldtrich monster was awesome, though
    -Some funny moments
    -Pacing was ok, got kinda off at the end
    -Wasnt expecting the Bubbeline bit, but good on them for including it
    -I knew that they would do the ending montage with the credits theme
    -The big character battle and ending montage parts reminded me of the RS finale a bit. This was a step up from that I think
    -Was expecting more vocal parts from the returning villians set up in Gumbaldia, I guess
    -Time Adventure did hit me, man. Good for a final song, I suppose. 
    -Montage was fine. Went by pretty fast so I'll have to look over it again. For some reason one of the parts that I'm thinking about at the forefront is The Jiggler as a businessman. I guess because that's such a bizarre thing to put in the finale, it took me a few seconds to register who he even was.

    So yeah, it was fine. My thoughts on it are kinda frazzled right now as you could tell. Maybe I'll say something more coherent about it later 

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  4. so SSBU can now refer to either the Wii U title or this one? Hmm. 

    Looks good though. I was expecting more brand-new characters and such but eh. Wondering if they'll bring back a story mode, though that doesn't look like much of a possibility at all.

  5. Wrote these next few a few months ago, I don't know what to think about them. Trying to get some motivation back.

     

    27. Four Days


    (Joe and Harry are sitting in the apartment)


    Joe: What do you want to do?


    Harry: I don't know, man.


    Joe: When does Tom get off work again?


    Harry: I don't know, man.


    (Tom opens door)


    Joe: Hey, it's the average working joe!


    Tom: But Joe's your name.


    Joe: Good point.


    Harry: Got any evening plans?


    Tom: I'm a little tired right now. I wanna sit down in a field and relax or something.


    Joe: Let's do it.


    Tom: Really?


    Joe: Yeah, if it'll help you put more pizza on the table.


    (cut to Joe, Harry and Tom sitting in a field of outside of Weisston)
     

    Tom: I hope whoever left these old lawn chairs in the parking lot didn't want them.


    Joe: Don't we all.


    Joe's legs then got tired, so he switched his seating position. As he did that however, his foot hit the ground, which sounded off with a loud THUMP.


    Harry: Is there something under there?


    Joe: You check.


    Harry: I suppose I will. (starts digging into ground with his hands)


    After about thirty seconds, Harry felt his hand hit something solid. He then grabbed it, and pulled it up. It was a box that said "DO NOT OPEN UNTIL MARCH 27, 2005"' on top.


    Tom: That's a time capsule!


    Joe: Yeah! And there's four days until we can open it!


    Harry: Aw, man! How convenient is that?


    Joe: We gotta take this back before anyone gets to it. I bet the people from (looks at box) 1985 are waiting for this Sunday.


    Tom: Then how about we keep it here?


    Joe: We'll come back in four days.


    Harry: That makes sense.


    (cut to the apartment)


    Tom: (holding box) What do you think is in it?


    Joe: Stuff from 1985.


    Harry: That's obvious, stupid.


    Joe: Maybe like a...TES?


    Tom: Tinonden Entertaining System? Those weren't out here in March.


    Joe: Right.


    Tom: I don't know man, I was 2 and 3 that year.


    Joe: I was 8 and 9.


    Harry: I wasn't born.


    Tom: Ahhh, it's just so mysterious and stuff!


    Joe: I GOTTA OPEN IT!


    Tom: No!


    (Harry takes box, throws it in storage closet)


    Harry: That's staying closed.


    Joe: Right. Sounds good.


    (cut to Joe trying to fall asleep in bed)


    Joe: Ahhh, one day down. (imagines some guy looking for the time capsule)


    SGLFTTC: Where is it? Where is it? My best memories of college were in there! (starts crying) Who would do this?


    Joe: (starts shaking) Oh, man.


    SGLFTTC: You! Joe Summers, you have always been, are, and always will be, a terrible person!


    Joe: Ahhh, he wouldn't know my name. (starts to fall asleep)


    The next day, Tom was flipping burgers at Flipping Burgers. As two customers waited for their order,  he looked at three pictures on the restaurant wall that showed the first location's opening, in 1949. 


    Customer #1: Why don't fries cost a nickel anymore? Lame.


    Customer #2: These are interesting, though, sort of like a time capsule.


    (Tom stops flipping burgers, as "time capsule" echoes in his head)


    Cashier: Tim? Tim! Three ultra beef burgers!


    Tom: Right, sorry. (whispers to self) Pull yourself together, man.


    (cut to Harry sitting on the couch)


    Harry: I wonder what's in the time capsule.


    (beat)


    (Harry coughs)


    Later that night, Tom came home from work, at the same time that Joe came home from an electronic store.


    Joe: I was thinking about the capsule.


    Tom: Yeah, so was I!


    Harry: I suppose I was too.


    Joe: The suspense is killing me, man!


    Tom: I know, same!


    Harry: The more we think about it, the suspense will get worse.


    Tom: Well, of course.


    Joe: I know! It'll just get worse.


    Tom: I've waited for stuff longer.


    Harry: I get it, but waiting is waiting!


    (All three groan)


     For the next three days, Joe, Harry and Tom became more and more obsessed with the time capsule. They could still carry out all of life's daily tasks just fine, but it was really all they thought about. At the end of March 27, there were a lot of emotions in the apartment.


    Tom: Just a few more hours.


    Joe: I hope no one has looked for it so far.


    Harry: They probably have.


    Joe: You'd think someone would have said something.


    Tom: I mean, there are decent number of time capsules out there.


    Joe: What do you guys think is in there?


    Tom: Community college pictures?


    Harry: Some records?


    Joe: The last possessions of ancient civilization?


    (beat)


    Joe: Eh.


    Harry: Wasn't there a part of the 80s where Rubix Cubes were all the rage?


    Joe: I love Rubix Cubes!


     Tom: You've never come even remotely close to solving one.


     Joe: It's about the journey, not the destination.


    (Harry slaps Joe in the face)


    Joe: I'll say whatever stupid thing it takes for me to continue the argument.


    Harry: That's obvious.


    (beat)


    Joe: What time is it?


    Tom: Time for you to get a-


    (Joe raises fist)


    Tom: look at that clock...over there.

     
    Joe: Hmm, 9:42 PM. Dang.


    Harry: Why can't we skip to-


    (TWO HOURS AND EIGHTEEN MINUTES LATER)


    Joe: Let's do it!


    Tom: That went by faster than I thought it would, actually.


    Harry: Time flies when you're playing video games. (pours formula on himself)


    The three then ran out to the parking lot, where someone else was getting in their car.


    Tom: I've never opened a time capsule before.


    Guy: (turns around) Time capsule?


    Joe: Yeah, who's asking?


    Guy: March 27, 1985, just outside of Weisston in a field?


    Harry: Yes.


    Guy: What are you doing with that?


    Joe: We-


    Guy: WHY'D YOU TAKE IT?


    Tom: Sorry, did you?


    Guy: My college graduating class did that! A bunch of people will be wondering where it is!


    Joe: We were gonna give it back.


    Guy: I don't believe you.


    Joe: What's that?


    Guy: I don't believe you.


    Harry: Sorry, what's tha-


    (Joe slaps Harry in the face)


    Guy: I DON'T BELIEVE YOU!


    Joe: Now we're even, Harry.


    Guy: We're not even yet! My innocence is in there!


    Tom: I lost my innocence earlier than 22, definitely.


    Joe: Me too.


    Harry: I'm almost two years old.


    (Joe covers Harry's mouth)


    Harry: Wmmph. (Whoops.)


    Guy: You guys are nuts! Now gimme the box!


    Joe: Let's move.


    Tom: (whispering) Hand it over!


    Joe: I wanna see what's in it!


    Guy: I wanna see what's in it more!


    Joe, Harry and Tom hopped in the car and took off towards the field, and the guy did the same just behind them. While staying at a safe speed, they sped towards the field, except when there was particularly bad traffic. It was a ride filled with tension, as the four were scared with what was about to happen. The field was on the other side of town and then some, but even then, it seemed a lot longer than that. However, after a while, the two cars arrived at the field. Then, the four men got out, and stood in a square.


    Guy: Hand it over.


    Joe: I mean, I don't see anyone else. I see why you want it, but I don't see-


    Guy: Stop screwing around!


    Joe: Will we still get to see it?


    Guy: No. You've done enough.


    Joe: Well, too bad.


    The guy then rolled up his sleeves to reveal some massive muscles

    .
    Tom: Dude, stop.


    Joe: I've waited for this for days!


    Harry: So have I, but speaking of waiting, the emergency rooms around this hour are-


    Guy: I've waited for this for twenty years! (charges at Joe, Harry and Tom)


    Joe: Unchoreographed fight sequence!


    Joe, Harry and Tom, and the guy charged at each other. Right before they got to the guy, Joe and Tom chickened out, jumping out of the way. This left just the guy and Harry to fight. For about thirty seconds, they threw punches trying to knock each other over. Then, a bus rolled up to the road next to the field. A bunch of people got out and watched the fight.


    Lady: David!


    Guy: Lauren?


    Lauren: What are you doing with these kids? We're here to open a time capsule!


    David: I'm sorry. He just took it.


    Joe: We were gonna bring it back!


    Guy #2: I mean, if he was gonna bring it back-


    Lauren: You always did stupid stuff like that in college! Maybe, that's why I dumped you.


    David: Eh...


    Guy #3: If those kids could stay back, though, that'd be nice.


    Lauren: Yeah.


    Joe: Dang. (drops box)


    (Joe, Harry and Tom step back)


    The people from the bus surrounded the box, excitedly opening it.


    Lady #2: My portable CD player!


    Lady #3: A half finished can of fish food, the last before my family of fish died... (sigh)


    Joe: Looks like I was right.


    Tom: Can you guys see anything else?


    Harry: Just some Polaroids.


    Joe: Yeah. 


    Tom: Looking back, this was sort of anticlimactic. We should've it would just be some pictures and stuff.


    Joe: Yeah.


    Harry: Stop saying yeah!


    Joe: Okay.


    Tom: I'm tired. Let's go home. 

     

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  6. Last one for this season.

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    26. Flipping Burgers

    One day, Joe and Tom were playing with their old "Gops", when the telephone rang.

    Joe: You get it, Harry.

    Harry: Why me?

    Joe: We're busy.

    Harry: (picks up phone) Harry's...uh, can I think of a joke first?

    Chuck Little: Is this Tom Richards?

    Harry: This is his roommate.

    Chuck: Oh...tell him to come to the Weisston Tribune office first thing tomorrow morning.

    Harry: What time is first thing?

    Chuck: 8 AM. Thanks.

    Harry: Bye. (hangs up) Tom, go to the newspaper offices at eight tomorrow morning.

    Tom: Why?

    Harry: I don't know. Just be there.

    Tom: Or be square?

    (beat)

    Harry: Just go.

    (EIGHT TOMORROW MORNING at the Tribune's office. The column writers are gathered with Chuck.)

    Chuck: I have an important announcement. The-

    (Large man in suit walks in)

    Chuck: Mr. Charles Q. The! 

    Charles: It is I, Charles Quincy The. I have bought this silly little paper from this silly little man!

    Tom: Chuck!

    Charles: He refused to budge, but I have more money than him, so, you know. Despite being valued at a dozen billion dollars, I and the rest of The brand is always looking to expand it's horizon. The news is an important way to get information to the little people all over the country, so what better to have control of? Now, there will have to be some budget cuts that come along with this executive switch. First, we will be changing the newspaper's name to "The Paper".

    Chuck: How the hell is that a budgetary issue?

    Charles: It takes less printing time and money than "The Weisston Tribune".

    Chuck: You're just trying to take over the world-

    (muffled organ sounds)

    Columnist: That's my phone, sorry.

    Chuck: -and put it in your image because you're some-

    Charles: GUARDS!

    (Police come in, tie up Chuck, and throw him into an empty office)

    Charles: And, we'll make some removals. First, the comics. 

    (Everyone's jaw drops)

    Charles: Big waste of space. More importantly, all of the columns. All of you. You're fired.

    (All of the columnists start yelling)

    Charles: They will be replaced with a "Charles Q. The Appreciation" section. Now get outta here.

    (The columnists walk away, defeated)

    (cut to the apartment)

    Tom: I got fired.

    Joe and Harry: WHAT?!

    Tom: Charles The forced his way into the ownership of the paper, and some changes.

    Joe: Isn't that the guy that tried to trademark Christmas?

    Harry: What are the changes?

    Tom: (sniffs) You're not gonna believe it.

    (cut to the three reading the next day's paper)

    Joe: The Paper? Are you serious?

    Harry: CHARLES Q. THE APPRECIATION?!

    Tom: I told you.

    Joe: This is bad, dude.

    Harry: One of us needs to get a job. 

    Joe: Not me.

    Harry: Not me. Since the thing with those four weird kids, I'm a little...you know. I also don't have a resume and all that.

    Tom: (sigh) It's always me.

    Joe: You've already beat all of our Videobox games. I still have a few left!

    Tom: Harry, has, uh, a couple left.

    Joe: Come on, you've seemed a little bored recently.

    Tom: I dunno. I just can't believe the newspaper is like it is...

    Harry: (reading paper) Weisston job openings at an all time low.

    Tom: Huh.

    Joe: What did you major in?

    Tom: Uh...graphic design.

    Joe: Neat. That's big these days, no?

    (cut to "Generic Graphic Design Building")

    Executive: Do you have any applicable skills?

    Tom: For...uh...the job?

    Executive Lady: Yes, the job!

    Tom: I'm good with making visually pleasing images for various purposes.

    Executive Lady: That's basically what graphic design is, sir. I'm looking at your resume and you seem to not have much experience.

    Tom: I graduated from school last year!

    Executive Lady: Don't mouth off to me, young man.

    (cut to the apartment)

    Tom: Nope.

    Harry: Speaking of newspapers, isn't that how people find jobs a lot anyways?

    Joe: Yeah, the help wanted ads! (turns newspaper page) Oh, man.

    All of the ads were now for positions like butlers and cleaners for Charles Q. The.

    Tom: No! I'm not doing that.

    Joe: Good. 

    Harry: So, now what?

    (beat)

    Joe: To the internet!

    Joe, Harry and Tom went over to the computer, and got on to a statewide job hunting site, where Joe and/or Tom could choose their ideal job, talk to presumably a representative, and get sent a dozen emails a day. 

    Harry: This is stupid.

    Joe: Yeah. We haven't even clicked anything and there's already a bunch of pop ups about profiles and representatives and all that.

    Tom: Let's just get this over with.

    Joe: I'll do it. You already did an interview.

    Eric: Hello, I'm Eric, a representative for the Virginia Online Center of Employment. How may I help you?

    j406: I need money

    Eric: What is your major?

    j406: Character Animation

    Your chat session has ended.

    Harry: Ha.

    Joe: How rude.

    Tom: Uh...how much money do we have?

    (ONE TRIP TO THE BANK LATER)

    Joe: Enough to make it through 18 days.

    Tom: Alright, so, uh, that's a good amount of time.

    Joe: Let's just relax for a bit.

    For the next two weeks, the three mostly relaxed, with any employment thoughts mostly out of their minds. Despite this, they still attempted to spend wisely, but nothing can come between a person and their Scandente's Pizza. However, Joe, Harry and Tom still all had a good time. But, then there were four days until their money was to run out.

    Joe: So, uh, we have $625 left.

    Tom: And rent is due in three days.

    Joe: (sigh) Yep.

    Harry: Isn't rent $620?

    Joe: Yes. Why did you need to tell all of us that?

    Harry: I dunno.

    Joe: When was the last time you bought groceries, Tom?

    Tom: A few days ago?

    Joe: Oh, man.

    Harry: So, I guess we need to ration. Small meals and no snacks.

    Joe: My family always said I need to lose weight.

    Tom: This sucks already.

    Over the next three days, Joe, Harry and Tom rationed what little food they had left, getting hungrier and sadder. And then, one morning, the landlord came by.

    Landlord: Rent.

    Joe: Yep. (slips envelope with $620 under the door)

    Landlord: Thanks.

    Tom: Well, all we have left is...five bucks.

    Harry: What can we do for five bucks?

    Just then, all of the lights shut off. Then, the heat, and water did, in quick succession. 

    Joe: Aw, dude, this is rock bottom. (starts weeping softly)

    Tom: What are we gonna do, man?

    Joe: Tell the jobs about your special abilities.

    Tom: But if I show them my super strength and ability to fly, they're gonna take me away.

    Joe: They're already gonna kick us out of here, man.

    Harry: Is this the end?

    Tom: I really hope not.

    Joe: Yeah. You guys are the only friends I've ever had.

    Harry: Hmm.

    Tom: I guess we should start looking.

    Harry threw on some of the human formula and the three then went all over Weisston, looking for jobs. They split up the town into three sections, and went wherever they could. They tried their hardest, but they were now out of money and were never the most professional people to begin with. So, they didn't impress many people. At the end of the day, they met back at the apartment.

    Joe: It's over, man.

    Harry: I'm gonna need a lot of that human formula.

    Tom: What will I do?

    Joe: I don't know, man. 

    Harry: Should we ration the five dollar bill if we run out of food completely?

    (beat)

    Tom: Let's sink ourselves into some TV. 

    Joe: You can take all of the necessities away, but not the CRT box.

    Harry: Don't jinx it!

    (beat)

    Harry: Phew! (grabs remote, clicks "Power")

    (nothing happens)

    Tom: Oh, right, we don't have electricity.

    (everyone cries)

    Tom: I'm not sure my parents would want to loan me a big amount of money...

    Joe: Same. At this point i'd get pretty small, modest, amounts of money, but you know.

    Harry: My parents don't even have money!

    Joe: Wait, everyone. Let's watch TV from the window of a TV store like they do on...TV.

    (cut to Joe, Harry and Tom watching TV from the window of a TV store like they do on...TV)

    Tom: This is the life.

    Harry: About on the level of getting stepped on by a kid.

    Joe: This show sucks.

    TV Announcer: ...we'll be back right after these messages.

    Commercial Announcer: Are you watching this from the window of a TV store like they do on...TV?

    Joe: Yes!

    Harry: They can't hear you, imbecile.

    Commercial Announcer: Then drown your sorrows in some FLIPPING BURGERS!!!

    (Tom snickers)

    Commercial Announcer: Come down for some ultra mega beef burgers at just $7.99! And then some super ultra mega beef burgers at just $10.99! FLIPPING BURGERS!!!

    Harry: Let me guess, no jobs open.

    Commercial Announcer: JOBS! WE HAVE JOBS! ANYONE WITHOUT AN EXTENSIVE CRIMINAL RECORD CAN APPLY AT FLIPPING BURGERS!!! YEAH!!!

    (commercial ends)

    Joe: Tom, you're the best cook.

    Tom: I'm not wasting these so called talents on some greasy fast food.

    Harry: Do you want to have food, water and electricity?

    (beat)

    (cut to Tom grabbing a spatula)

    Cashier: 'Ey Tim! 2 giant super ultra mega beef burgers on the double!

    Tom: Mhm. (starts flipping massive patties on a grill)

    (FRIDAY NIGHT)

    Tom: Paycheck!

    Joe: How much?

    Tom: 400 USD.

    Harry: Woohoo!

    Joe: You're doing great!

    Harry: CRT box time!

    Tom: Remember, we gotta spend wisely.

    Joe: Got it!

    Tom: Plus, as I was going home, I saw a peaceful protest outside The Paper's offices. Wanna go?

    Joe: Could we get some Scadente's on the way back?

    Tom: Yeah, I saw they have a sale for a large cheese and some bread twists!

    Harry: Oh, man!

    (Joe, Harry and Tom leave the apartment)

     

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