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Case Study: Still Going After Hubb


*Screen fades in. We see Smo and Gro pushing the Slappedmobile.

Smo: Friggen gas guzzling machine.

Gro: Know what? That's what I get for letting you drive.

Smo: Well how was I supposed to know that "E" really means empty?

Gro: You could help push.

Smo: Someone has to steer. Can you push a little faster? I need a breeze.

Gro: I'll push you all right...*muttering under his breath*...right off a cliff.

Smo: I guess we should rest for a bit.

Gro: Rest?! What have you done to need to rest?

Smo: This navigation stuff is killing me.

*Phone rings.

Gro: Gro's wrecker service.

Manny: Yo Gro! How's it going?

Gro: Let's just say that we're not finding Hubb anything soon.

*Smo goes to the Nice Guy Cooler and pulls out the last bottle of IBC. Gro and Manny continue talking.

Smo: *thinking out loud* I'd like to see a neon green thong right now.

*A larger man pulls up in a tow truck. His shirt reads Jed.

Jed: You boys need a tow?

Gro: Yea, thanks.

*Jed gets out and bends over to hook up the Slappedmobile revealing his neon green thong.

Smo: Ewww.. I've got to be careful what I wish for.

*Thirty minutes later at the filling station.

Gro: Ok Smo, you gotta drive. I still haven't regained my vision.

*Hubb's car passes by while Smo's back is turned.

Smo: Let's kick it like a chicken!

Gro: How about we just get in the car and drive.

Smo: *shrugs* Ok.

Gro: I don't think the animal rights people appreciate kicking chickens.

*Smo throws the Slappedmobile into drive.

Smo: Uhhh...it's not moving.

Gro: Hey Smo?

Smo: Yes...

Gro: Start the car first.

Smo: Hmmmm.. ok.

*Smo turns the key and the car kicks into gear.

Gro: *grabs neck* Ouch... whiplash, dude.

Smo: Quit whining. We have a Hubb to catch.

Gro: You catch Hubb. I'm calling Bud. Manny said something was up when he called earlier.

Smo: Yea, I can see Bud getting him some down in the secret lab.

Gro: Nah. Bud wouldn't breach security.

*Smo and Gro look at each other.

Gro: Ok, maybe we should go back to the studio.

Smo: What about Hubb?

Gro: *looks forward* Isn't that his car?

Smo: Where?

Gro: *getting nervous* Right in front of...

*Smo slams on the brakes and the Slappedmobile begins sliding down the road as Smo and Gro scream like little girls.

*The screen fades to black. To Be Continued... flashes onto the screen.
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