Monday, February 7, 2011

THE SCANDALOUS SEASON 2 REUNION

The Housewives gathered at the Homo Clubhouse for the much-anticipated reunion special, hosted by Fratpad Andy.


 “Welcome to the Real Housewives of Fratpad Reunion,” smiled Fratpad Andy.  “Joining us tonight are the stars of the Real Housewives of Fratpad: BuckB, Howdy, Hulko44, mtoeta, PhoinixBlue, Tyreese, Psydekick, and ShaunnyShaun.”

“Hi Andy!” chirped the Housewives.

“Much of this season focused on the star-crossed love affair between Howdy and Taylor,” explained Andy.  “Howdy, have you heard from Taylor since filming ended?”

“Andy, that is answered in my new book, For the Love of Howdy, coming out soon in paperback,” stated Howdy.

“Do you plan on seeing Taylor again?” asked Andy.

“Funny you should ask,” said Howdy. “Because I touch on that subject in my new DVD,  Skinny Pineapple Cooking Made Easy with Howdy.”

“Howdy, you spent time in Fratpad Jail for kidnapping JustJayJ,” stated Andy.  “Any thoughts on that?”

“Andy that’s addressed in my eight week webinar class Howdy Do It,” said Howdy. "Sign up today at www.howdy.com!"

“Moving right along, another love story this year was between mtoeta and Hulko44,” smiled Andy.  “How are the wedding plans coming along?”

“Andy I do not speak to that creature,” sniffed Hulko. “And she knows why.”

“And I don’t speak or think of that trollop,” snorted mtoeta.

“I’m shocked to learn of this feud,” frowned Andy as he sipped on his gin and juice.

“It’s not a feud,” explained mtoeta. “It’s a war!”

“Hulko,” said Andy. “What do you say to this?”

“I say that I could find more comfort from a toothless street whore than I ever could from this dried up, bagged up, skanked out piece of garbage!” sneered Hulko as she pointed a finger at mtoeta.

 
“Don’t make me take this to the streets,” shot back mtoeta. “You are a straight up hussy!”

A frightened Andy quickly changed the subject.

“This season brought two new Housewives into the fray,” stated Andy.  “Let’s get some input from Psydekick and ShaunnyShaun!”


 “Andy I would like to go on record to say that I have never backstabbed or lied to anyone,” said Psydekick. “I’ve always been honest and loyal to all the Housewives.”

“What is this, the last episode of Survivor were you beg the jury for cash?” asked Tyreese.  “This is The Real Housewives of Fratpad, dammit! We are supposed to backstab and be dis-loyal, mmk?”

“I just wanted to go on record,” smiled Psydekick as she popped a Valium.

“Shaunny, you’ve achieved success overseas with your new CD,” smiled Andy.

 “Yes, and I’d love to sing tonight,” nodded Shaunny.

“Excuse me,” interrupted BuckB. “Andy, I’ve heard this person sing. And this person cannot sing. I am a singer. I entertain. This person makes noise, and it does not sound good.”


“You’re jealous,” taunted Shaunny. “I have a hit CD and you sing tired old songs on YouTube.”

“Shaunny you can’t sing, and you’re not talented, and you sound as trashy as you look,” said BuckB as she folded her arms. 

“I sound better than you!” Shaunny shot back.

“I’d like to see you try to sound better than me!” said BuckB. “I’d like to see you try!”

“Well then,” said Andy. “Let’s have a sing-off!”

“A sing off!” agreed the Housewives.

“I think instead of a sing-off, we should have a Gaga-off!” suggested Hulko.

“Yes, a Gaga-off!” agreed Tyreese. “Who will sing the best Gaga song? And PhoinxBlue can judge!”

“Am I even on this show anymore?” asked PhoBlu. “Because I think I had like one line during the entire season.”

Just then, the Fratpad Band began to play, and the Gaga-Off began.




“And the winner is…” said Andy as he motioned to PhoinixBlue.

 “The winner is me!” stated PhoinixBlue. “I’m far more talented than either of those wenches.”

Andy thought it best to change the subject.

“Last but not least,” smiled Andy. “Is our friend Tyreese.”


 “Hello Andy!” smiled Tyreese.

“Tyreese, you and Herm continued your battle, even with Herm moving away from Cyberspace!” said Andy.  “What gives?”

“Herm is the devil,” explained Tyreese. “And I battle the devil in the name of good.”

“Much was said about your YouTube videos about being systematically buried,” said Andy. “Do you really feel that you were a victim?”

“Andy everyone knows Herm will do anything to destroy me,” sighed Tyreese. “But on behalf of all the victims of the world, I shall rise up and defeat Herm!”

“One last question,” said Andy. “mtoeta, Hulko44 – what caused the two of you to end your relationship?”

“That’s what I’d like to know,” said Hulko. “Everything was fine. We were jumping in the Lady Pond! We were frolicking in that pond! Then mtoeta dumped me. Just like that! Out of nowhere!”

“And you have no idea why?” asked Andy.

“Not a clue” frowned Hulko.

“Hulko,” snorted mtoeta. “Let me explain this to you in words that you might be able to understand!”

 
“Oh shit!” said Tyreese.

“Hulko, you have done me wrong!” said mtoeta as she ripped off her eyelashes and handed them to Andy.

“Oh shit!” said Howdy.

“I have given you everything!” mtoeta said to Hulko as Andy tried to re-apply Toe’s eyelash on his eyelid. “I have groveled! I have taken your orders! I have given you love and understanding! I even paid for your vaginal rejuvenation! And none of it satisfied you! None of it!”

“I was kind of hoping for a new car,” explained Hulko.

“The final straw was when you called to tell me that our engagement was over because you had found a younger Housewife!” cried mtoeta.

“Oh, that’s what you’re mad about?” shrugged Hulko.  “Who knew?”

“Can I ask who the new, younger Housewife is?” asked Andy.

“Andy that would be me,” smiled PhoinixBlue. “I’m Hulko’s new lover.”

“How did that come about?” asked Andy.

“I wasn’t really doing anything or anyone else,” explained PhoinixBlue.

“mtoeta, is there any chance of a reconciliation with Hulko?” asked Andy.

“I wouldn’t touch that trashcrotch for all the money in Hostmaster John’s Swiss bank account!” replied mtoeta.

“Thank you all for joining us,” smiled Andy.  “And watch for Season Three of The Real Housewives of Fratpad – coming this Spring!”















Monday, January 31, 2011

EXPLOSIVE SEASON FINALE!

Weeks passed since the almost-wedding of Howdy and Taylor. A despondent Howdy had eaten over seventy five Boston cream pies. “Missing” signs bearing the photo of Taylor were hanging all over Cyberspace. The housewives gathered at Howdy's house to offer support.

“This is awful,” fretted mtoeta. “Where could Taylor be?”

“He seemed so happy,” said Hulko. “So much in love!”

“This is a lesson for all of us,” said Psydekick.

“What's the lesson?” asked BuckB.

“If you can't love the one you love; love Howdy,” replied Psydekick.

“If Taylor doesn't come back by tomorrow, I'm going to call Patti to find Howdy another date,” said PhoinixBlue.

“I don't want another date,” said Howdy. “I want my Tay-Tay!”

“Aww Howdy,” said ShaunnyShaun. “Want some pot pie?”

“Yes,” replied Howdy. “Two pot pies, please.”

“Well,” said BuckB. “Here's something to cheer up everyone – I've just finished taping a TV commercial for Herm's anal bleaching salon!”



“That's nice, now go find my Tay-Tay,” said Howdy as she shoveled pot pie into her mouth.

“Great news!” exclaimed Psydekick.

“What is it?” asked ShaunnyShaun. “Did you find Taylor?”

“No, but I've just hired a wonderful psychic!” said Psydekick. “She'll tell us where Taylor is!”

“Then Taylor and I can get married!” said Howdy.

Just then, the doorbell rang. Psydekick opened the door.

“Hey everyone!” exclaimed Psydekick. “It's Allison! She's a world-famous psychic!”


“I'm not a pyshic, you washed up skank,” spat Allison as she sucked on her electronic cigarette. “I'm a fucking medium and don't forget it!”

“Allison where is Taylor?” asked Howdy.

“I don't know,” barked Allison. “But I know that you are fat!”

“You are a mean woman!” exclaimed ShaunnyShaun.

“And I know when you are going to die!' shreiked Allison as she exhaled electronic smoke into Shaunny's face.

“You are a horrible person!” exclaimed Hulko.

“I am amazing and you are nothing,” smirked Allison. “I inspired a television show!”

“A canceled television show!” Shaunny piped up.

“You're nothing,” said Allison. “You've done nothing. I've had books written about me and by me. I have a television show based on my life.”

“A canceled television show,” nodded Shaunny.

“Listen,” said Howdy. “I just want to find Taylor!”

“He's not dead, that's for sure,” said Allison. “I would know because I talk to dead people. And I'm amazing.”

“If I was dead, I would so not talk to you,” said mtoeta.


“Taylor has to come home before the baby is born!” cried Howdy.

“Baby?” exclaimed mtoeta. “What baby?”

“Taylor and I are expecting,” said Howdy.

“How far along are you?” asked ShaunnyShaun.

“Only about five weeks,” said Howdy. “But the doctor said the baby weighs 17 pounds.”

“Seventeen pounds?” asked Psydekick.

“Yes,” nodded Howdy. “The doctor is going to induce labor in about an hour.”

“Induce labor?” asked mtoeta. “On a five week fetus that weights seventeen pounds? What are you having? An alien?”

“Listen,” said Howdy. “I don't like you saying this baby is an alien. Mmmm hmmm!”



“Hey, where is Tyreese?” asked Hulko.

“I haven't seen Tyreese since the wedding!” said PhoinixBlue.

“Tyreese stole Taylor!” said Howdy.

Just then, the door opened and Tyreese, covered in dirt, dragged herself inside.

“What the hell happened to you?” asked ShaunnyShaun.

“Herm buried me alive!” cried Tyreese. “I had to dig myself out!”

“Oh my God!” exclaimed Psydekick.

“I am the victim of systematic burying!” cried Tyreese. “I have to go make a YouTube video to hep the other victims! Systematic burying is my new platform!”



“Allison,” shreiked Howdy. “Do you know where Tay-Tay is? Yes or no!”

“I don't need to know about Taylor,” replied Allison as she sipped from an over-sized electronic margarita glass. “I'm amazing, and you're nothing!”

“You are sooo not amazing,” replied PhoinixBlue.

“I have a television show based on my life,” explained Allison.

“A canceled television show,” replied the housewives.

“There will be a knock at the door,” said Allison. “Taylor is on the way!”

Just then, there was a knock at the door. Howdy jumped up and opened the door!




“That's the wrong Taylor!” screamed Howdy. “That's Taylor from The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills!”

"Well if you are not looking for me, what about my friend?" asked Taylor ask opened the door to let in Adrienne Maloof.

“I don't know who Fratmen Taylor is,” said Adrienne. “I've been so busy with the luxurious Palms Casino in the heart of Las Vegas as well as the exciting Sacramento Kings, that I actually forgot all about Taylor Armstrong as well!”


“I'm looking for Fratmen Taylor, not Fish Lips Taylor,” explained Howdy.

“Well, you can be sure that if I see Fratmen Taylor gambling in the fabulous and exotic Palms Casino located in beautiful Las Vegas, I will be sure to tell him you are looking for him!” said Adrienne.   

Suddenly, there was another knock at the door. Howdy grabbed one last mouthful of pot pie before she opened the door.

“TAYLOR!” Howdy screamed in joy.

“Hi honey,” said Taylor.

“Where have you been?” asked Howdy. “We were supposed to get married!”

“Oh yeah,” said Taylor. “About that...”

“What's wrong?” asked Howdy.

“I forget to mention one teeny thing,” admitted Taylor. “I'm already married.”

“Already married?” exclaimed Howdy. “Married to who?”

 "Hello Howdy!" said pochaco.


“Guess what Howdy,” smiled pochaco. “Taylor is married to me!”

“Urgggg!” screamed Howdy. “The baby! The baby is coming!”

Just then, a full size pineapple popped out of Howdy's ass and landed in Allison's lap.

“I knew that was going to happen!” Allison said. “I'm amazing and this pineapple is not a baby!”

“Howdy, you weren't pregnant,” said Taylor. “You simply swallowed a whole pineapple.”

“When will I learn to chew?” smiled Howdy. “Now when are you going to divorce pochaco and marry me?”

Just then, somewhere on a chicken farm in Hawaii, the sound of keys on a laptop clicked away.

“Faster!” shouted Howdy. “Type faster!”

“I'm going as fast as I can!” cried JustJayJ. “Please, let me go! I'm tired and hungry!”

“No one is going home until you write the next episode of The Real Housewives of Howdy, Mister Man!” said Howdy.

“It's The Real Hosuewives of Fratpad,” corrected JustJayJ.

“I forgot to mention that,” said Howdy. “You are changing the title!”

“Howdy!” yelled JustJayJ. “You have held me hostage for months, forcing me to write this nonsense about you and Taylor getting married! The entire season has been about you! Skavery didn't have one line!”





“Next scene,” ordered Howdy. “Hulko and mtoeta run off and join Lilith Fair! More screen time for me!”

“Someone has to save me!” pleaded JustJayJ as Howdy continued to “ghostwrite” the show.

As Howdy turned away to pop another pot pie in the oven, JustJayJ typed a note that said “HELP ME, I'M TRAPPED IN HAWAII WITH HOWDY! LOVE ALWAYS, JJJ. PS: TELL LEO I SAID HE IS THE HARDEST WORKING MAN IN SHOW BUSINESS, AND THE KING OF ALL DIGITAL MEDIA."

JustJayJ whistled, and the chicken he trained to be a homing pigeon flew up on his shoulder. The chicken took the note and flew back to the mainland.

Later that day, in the law offices of Ms. Gloria Allred, Brandon2010 was pleading his case.

“You have to take my case, Ms. Allred!” begged Brandon2010. “I have to get un-banned from fratpad!”

“I'm sorry but I only take cases that make me more famous,” explained Gloria Allred.

“A former fratmen is about to be on MTV's The Real World!” said Brandon2010.

“Ok,” said Gloria Allred. “Call CNN, we have a deal.”


At that very moment, a chicken flew through the window of the office and landed on Brandon2010's shoulder. Brandon took the note from the chicken's mouth and gasped.

“Gloria Allred,” said Brandon. “You are about to become more famous that you have ever dreamed!”

Meanwhile, back at the chicken farm, Howdy was dictating story-lines to JustJayJ for the third season of The Real Housewives of Fratpad.

“And then, after Howdy becomes President....” began Howdy.

“Oh Howdy!” pleaded JustJayJ. “Just let me go home already!”

Suddenly, the deafening sound of a low-flying helicopter was heard overheard.

“Surrender Howdy!” yelled Brandon2010 into a megaphone from the helicopter. “You are surrounded!”

“You'll never take me alive!” screamed Howdy. “Or you'll never take me with a full stomach!”

The front door busted in just as a window shattered. JustJayJ stared in disbelief as he saw his rescuers: Blip and Fratmen Leo!


“Blip finally got a line!” smiled Blip.

“Come on Howdy,” said Fratmen Leo.

“It wasn't me, Leo!” cried Howdy. “It was... umm... it was... Buttman! Yeah, Buttman did this!”


Leo slapped a pair of handcuffs around Howdy's chubby wrists as he took him away.

After everyone cleared out, JustJayJ breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to leave, someone entered the chicken farm.

"Hi JustJayJ. It's me, Kyle. I'm taking you to rehab! It's for your own good!” 


“Noooooo” cried JustJayJ.

TO BE CONTINUED...NEST SEASON!