Con email.wue/92

Summary

Conchris goes on last week decemberween shopping

Cast in order of appearance:

Page Title: Decemeberween! Decemberween! Only 55 days after Halloween!

Transcript

CONCHRIS: I'm going to copy Strong Bad and do a musical for this email!

Hey Conchris!

Have you even done
your Decemberween
shopping yet? Man,
you better hurry
if you haven't!
Waiting for my present,

The Noid

CONCHRIS: {singing} Do do do do, Hey Conchris, have you even done. Do do do do. Oh forget it. {reading} Hey Conchris! Have you even done your Decemberween shopping yet? No, no, no, nope, nu-uh. Man, you better hurry if you haven't! Waiting for my present, Domino Pizza Guy. {stops reading} What you say? {reads the whole email again to himself} OH CRAP! I'VE ONLY GOT 6 DAYS BEFORE THIS WEEK ENDS! ARGBLBLBLBLBLBLBL!

{Conchris runs out, cut to outside Conchris' house, he falls over}

CONCHRIS: {off-screen, thump} OW! MY HEAD! {thump} OW MY LEG! {thump} OW MY... well, I wouldn't have to worry about my other leg. OW MY ARMS! {appears on-screena and falls head first into the ground} Ugh...

{Cut to a time card saying 5 minutes later}

CONCHRIS: Ugh... That hurts, okay, now I need to get some stuff done!

{Cut to the field, Homsar is standing there}

HOMSAR: Alms for the pudgy! Alms for the pudgy!

CONCHRIS: Umm... No and I won't make use of that thing you have.

{Conchris walks off-screen}

HOMSAR: {thinking} If only if people could understand me...

{cut to Bubs' Concession Stand}

CONCHRIS: Hey Bubs! Can I see what you have got?

BUBS: Well, there's that discount bin over there but that'll be 50 dollars!

{Camera zoom out to reveal Conchris gone with the bin}

BUBS: I should really pay attention more!

{Cut to The Field}

CONCHRIS: Hang on tight, The Conchris, we're blasting off to the MOOOOOOOOOOOOON!

{Camera cut out as Conchris passes Homestar}

HOMESTAR: WHAT IS YOUR MALFUNCTION SOLDIER?

{Camera cut as Conchris passes Homschool Winner}

HOMSCHOOL WINNER: What was that? Some guy with the discount bin? Pathetic!

{Cut to Conchris' Computer Room}

CONCHRIS: Okay, pizza guy, I've got this thingy, I have no idea what to give you so, I'll just give you a random thing okay?

{The paper comes down, with the words "Click here to email Conchris, 1936!"}

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