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Humorus Side Of Me - Fanfiction |
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Bill, Georg, Tom and Gustav are on tour.
What's a tour without a tour bus?
What's a tour bus without conversation?
Nothing. 'Nothing' is just...boring.
So this s**t happens...
In the tour bus, the four boys are on their way to California. The sunny state.
"Bill, you suck," said Georg, smirking at the exhausted-from-nothing teen.
"So do you."
"Hehe, I love you Bill."
"Georg, I don't want to play right now. Seriously." Bill threw his half open bag of Skittles toward the over tanned friend of his. Georg had had too much time in the sun.
"And why not? You're a f-- oh! I know! Hehe...you're on your period!"
"AhahaLOLahahaaa! Good one!" screamed Gustav from across the room.
"Georg, stop. You're so stupid. I'm a man and you know it."
"No I di- don-," said Georg.
"What?" asked Bill.
"Did I stutter? I said-"
"Georg get the ******** out." Bill did not hesitate to get the bassist out of his sight.
"Sure! Just don't bleed on my couch!" he said slamming the door.
"You stuttered," Bill whispered.
***
Off to Washington. State.
"California was pretty hot," said Tom, looking for a reply.
"Yeah, it was, very sunny," said Bill.
"I loved the water," Tom sunk into his couch as if it were a pool.
"Me too. It's perfect." agreed Bill.
"It?"
"What? 'It' what?" asked Bill, confused.
"The water."
"Oh yeah."
"So anyway, California was hot," continued Tom.
"Yes. The weather was great," said Bill.
"The weather? Psh. ******** that. I meant the girls."
***
Georg and Tom get rapt in a game of "Who would you rather..." while the tour bus is safely parked.
"Tila or Britney?" asked Georg.
"What are we doing to them?" Tom asked curiously, licking his lips.
"Fossils!"
"What?"
Tom rolled his tired, brown eyes.
Georg continued, "Just answer, Brit of Tila? We're 'mmphing' by the way. Heheh."
"Tila all the way."
"Ellen or Tyra?"
"Dude, Ellen is a lesbo," replied Tom. "But what ever, Tyra," he chose, rolling his eyes once again at Geo.
"Hmm..Heidi or Chuck Norris?"
"Now you're playing, Geo."
"Hehehe," Georg giggled.
"You know I love Heidi and all...but I'll have to go for Chuck."
Georg and Tom made no eye contact for the rest of the day.
***
Gustav finds Bill's old shirt while rummaging through his suitcase.
"Bill! Bill! Get the hell over here!"
"Unnghh," Bill moaned, rubbing his eyes. "What? Do know what time it is?"
"I do. I also know that this doesn't belong in my suitcase," Gustav threw the suspicious white shirt on Bill's face.
Bill studied the shirt. He smelled it.
"Ugh!" Bill screamed.
"This isn't mine!"
Jost heard the ruckus and walked in that very part of the tour bus.
"Bill! Why the ******** do you have my Hooters shirt?"
Bill slid the shirt out of his hands...and cried.
"That explains the smell," said Gustav.
"That was dirty."
"Who the hell is that?" asked Gustii.
He looked around. To his left, to his righ-
"OH GOTT IT'S A WHORE!"
"That's my mother!" replied Jost.
 t u r t l e s g o · Thu Nov 27, 2008 @ 09:16am · 0 Comments |
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