*in the studio*
BONO: So...Beyonce...
BEYONCE: I'm 12 feet tall and I'm soooo pretty!
BONO: Me too! except for the 12 feet part...
GHOST OF MARVIN GAYE:
Boooonnooooo
BONO: WHAT? I'm makin my move...I mean...Beyonce, can you braid my hair? PLEASE?
GHOST:
Booonnoooo....get ON WITH IT
*sorry about that folks. Bono gets a little distracted sometimes*
BONO: *unbuttons a button*
MONA: TAKE IT OFF!!
LARRY: *knocks on door* Can I come in?
MONA: Yes.
BONO: NO!
LARRY: You never let me do anything.
And you always make me eat the meat.
ECHO: O that's wrong on SO many levels. *picks up sock full of pennies* And you, Beyonce....one more step closer to Bono, and I'll give you the thrashing of a lifetime. *stands on guard for Brian Eno* I'll settle his hash...
*Sorry sorry. Bono, come ON, let's get going*
BONO: *ahem* Wait are the de-foggers on in there?
SOMEONE: Yes. Mr. Durst, could you hands these out to the ladies, please?
FRED: *&%$!!!!!!!!!! OK. Here, Beyonce....Christina....Britney....Nelly... Alicia....*hands each one of them a dixie cup*
SOMEONE: You're all set to drool if you need to. O...Mr. Durst? We're going to have to put that one *points at Mona* in a carbonite freezing chamber whilst Bono is crooning.
BONO: Are we ready? I can't hear you out there. I'm just gonna start
EVERYONE: NO! NOT YET!!!!!
BONO:
Mother mother....
MONA: *mauls Bono*
so if Bono singing one word makes me need to defile him, then what do you think these pics are doin? O my...
*tosses off halo*
*swipes things off table*
*defiles Bono*
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~*Mona*~
97% compatible with Bono
"If we've got rockets, we tie our prayers to them and send them off."~Bono~
Magic Magic Magic Joe Houdini
[This message has been edited by WildHonee (edited 11-15-2001).]