CONCLUSION TO "PURE CRAP" WITH RICKY RUMOR AND THE GANG -- GWA Vendetta

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Date Posted: 20:00:50 04/05/02 Fri
Author: RICKY RUMOR AND THE GANG
Subject: CONCLUSION TO "PURE CRAP" WITH RICKY RUMOR AND THE GANG

Okay... now we�re safe from serious repercussions. When we left off, the push stood up! The silly leafed costume is tossed off, and Assassin is standing there with an evil grin on his face. Ricky Rumor, Umberto Update, Sally Sports, and Wendy Weather stand in shock.

Ricky Rumor: Ricky, what�s going on down there!

Umberto Update: The Assassin... he�s alive!

Ricky Rumor: Details, Umberto... the viewers need details... I need details!

Umberto Update: Dude, you�re right next to me.

Ricky Rumor: Just used to being behind the desk.

Umberto Update: Shut up. Odyssey, what are we going to do?!

By this time, Assassin is slowly walking towards the gang, heckling in an evil fashion.

Odyssey: We need a plan! HUDDLE UP, GANG!

They huddle together, except for Umberto Update. He picks up what resembles a doggie snack from the ground and eats it. Suddenly, he seems to have much more confidence and is obviously more upbeat. As his friends begin devising a master plan involving nets and pulleys and other doohickeys, Umberto picks up an acorn. He tosses it as hard as he can, and it hits Assassin directly in the head. Assassin falls to the hard ground with a thud. The others turn around, and look down at Assassin, then back at Umberto... then at Assassin, then Umberto... then Assassin, and Umberto... and again... and again.

Odyssey: WOW! If that�s all I have to do on Sunday, I�m in for an easy match!

Assassin: I would have gotten away with it, too, if it weren�t for this meddling news team of bums and Odyssey...

Sally Sports: Gotten away with what?

Assassin: My master plan.

Wendy Weather: To do what?

Assassin: ...Kill you all.

Ricky Rumor: Let�s get out of here.

The gang walks away. When they reach the door, the confusion really sets in. They step into a hallway.

Ricky Rumor: Why did they let you do this at a house show?

Odyssey: I don�t know...

Sally Sports: Where did the set come from?

Odyssey: Not sure of that, either. All that matters is that we�re at this house show, I�ve embarrassed Assassin, and I�m two days away from Vendetta.

Wendy Weather: Are you going to win?

Odyssey: I most certainly am. You know what... I think I�m going to get you guys some seats for the show.

Umberto Update: THAT WOULD BE GREAT! BACK TO YOU, RICKY!

Ricky Rumor: Uh... yeah, that would be really nice of you.

Odyssey: Okay. I think this is the end. Thank God. I mean, what a week. Bye guys!

ALL: APRIL FOOLS!

Odyssey: Hmm?

Ricky Rumor: Err... Wrong script.

ALL: BYE!

Finally, Odyssey leaves, and this second pitiful attempt at a joke ends. I wish everyday were April Fools so I could constantly use it as a cover-up for terrible humor. BYE EVERYONEBODY!

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