In a gravey!!!!!!!!!!!
(The camera goes into a graveyard of horror, somewhere in Cloudysale. Thdre is a dignng nooise that kinda of sounds like digging or something. Tis really soppookky. The camera keeps lolling for the sources of the noize. But at first it doesnt have no luck. Then it does. We see dirty being shoveled up. OUt of a grave!!! The horror! Dirty keeps cuming up like its being shoveled our. Out. Fix this later.
The gravy is about 6 feet deep. The person in the grave is shourd.ed, hidden by blackness. Its dark out. Its night time. Its dark at night. Write? Duh.
Suddenly, a man comes on screen. hes dressed all stoopid. He got a beerd and is really old. He looks down into the gravy and wonders whats goin on.
Old guy: Hay, u cant be down there you dum sum bitch. Get your ass out of their.
Man in grave: Oh no, I wil never be ridded from my home. The place wear I feel so good. So alive. In a grave! Now shut up.
Old guy: Water u doin?
Man in grave: Do u no whoo i am?
The crowd pops like crazee as everyone wates for the great wretsler to speak again.
Man in grave: Im URINE!!!! So PISS OFF beyotchhhhhh!
Urine’s music plays and he leaves the graveyard house show. Then he realizes he’s not at a house show and heads back to the old guy. Urine picks up the shival and hits the old guy in the head with the shival. And he keeps hitting him in the head again and again. Until he dyes!!!
Urine looks down at the guy and laughs evilly. Then he goes back to thae gravy and opens the lid of a casket. He sees an old woman in there. He has a raging boner. He cant wait to get her home and pee on her.
“Well, well, well,” a voice says at the top of the grave. “Urine. We meet again.”
“Little Good. What u want man?”
“I need your help.”
Death comes into the picture.
And sez: “We need your help.”
“I can’t believe I’m lowering my standards this far,” Little Good says. “But if the three of us kick the Slayer’s ass, I won’t regret this thing in the morning.”
“U tawk dumb. Man, why don’t you talk kool like me? Barsterd.”
Death looks down at Urine. And says: “Urine, if you join us for one time, and one time only, I can guarantee you I’ll always let you know where the dead bodies have fallen. I’ll give you the master key to every funeral home in town. And I’ll give you water. Lots and lots of water to drink so you’ll be able to continue your nasty habit.”
Urine scritches his head and pulls a thing of urine out from his thing. He takes a drink. He smiles.
“IK. Lets kick some arse!”