The Unquenchable Thirst for Beau Nerjoose Page #6
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Ron, is there anything
you want to tell me?
Uh...
Nope.
Yes.
No!
Nuns, what are you doing here?
You're ruining everything!
I'm about to eat your
dick, Beau Nerjoose!
Henchmen!
Get them!
Oh sh*t!
Ron, listen to me.
You must find his weakness
and use it against him.
Everyone has a weakness.
No, No!
Yeah, you're
ticklish aren't you?
You're tickling
him far too much!
Don't get your boogers on it.
Oh yeah!
I knew he could do it.
I can't believe it.
Now it will appear.
Where is it?
Where is it?
Ron!
Look.
There it is.
It's beautiful.
Give it to me you little sh*t.
The curse must be lifted.
F*** you, Beau Nerjoose.
I must have the fleshlight.
I need the dildo.
Well...
Then you see our
delimma, don't you?
We must fight.
Oh sh*t.
You can do it, Ron.
I believe in you.
I've got to. To save mom.
To save the universe.
Oh f***ing sh*t-d*cks!
And now, the power of
the universe is mine!
Ah, yes!
Ron, you mustn't let him jam
the great dildo up his butt.
He cut his teeth off.
Get out of here!
You good?
Yeah, I'm good.
No!
No!
Not the dildo!
No!
Holy sh*t! It's crumbling
before our very eyes!
I can't believe it!
It would be so expensive
to recreate this in
a cinematic medium.
I can't believe I left it in
there. I've got to go back.
I've come all this way.
No Ron. Don't do that.
You have the great dildo now.
You can save your whore-mother.
You're right, Hope.
Oh, it's my friend, Zach.
Come on, ladies.
Hey buddy.
Who are you new friends?
Shut up, Zach.
No time to explain.
We've got to get to the
Don't Stop Bereaving
Funeral Home Karoke Bar.
Alright. Hold on to
your tits, ladies.
So what was Beau Nerjoose
doing back there?
penis in the great fleshlight
and he was gonna shove this
great dildo up his butthole.
Oh Ron, the great fleshlight
and the great dildo
must be combined together
to bring world peace,
but not that way.
Beau Nerjoose knows
that if he reunites them
on his penis and
up his butthole,
then he can use his
taint as a conduit
to gain ultimate power
over the universe.
Seriously?
Yes, and Ron, we can
not let that happen.
The great dildo and
the great fleshlight
have to be combined directly.
Whoa. What are you
guys talking about?
Shut the f*** up Zach. I told
you. There's no time to explain.
Here it is. Pull over.
Alright, buddy. Just give me
a call later or something.
You ever hit me with a
dildo again, I'll kill you.
On the end of my dick was
your butt baby brother.
Aborted butt bro.
He'd been removed from
the ass of your mother.
Where did he go?
I shot my wad in such a way.
In such a way.
That your brother
flew covered in my
Mother-f***ing jizz-spray.
I'm so glad that Agnes
wanted her funeral here.
She always did love
to party, didn't she?
Alright!
Let's get this party started!
By the power invested in me,
I hereby euthanize
Agnes Wartyhymen
as requested in her last wishes.
Now normally, this would
be done by a painless
injection, but we rain out.
So instead...
We'll be using this brick.
She'll never know
the difference.
She's in a coma, people.
My butthole!
My sanity.
It's returned.
What happened?
Oh my God. I think she's
regaining her sanity.
I think...
I think it's from the
dildo up her butt.
Oh.
That's great.
I'm so sorry I didn't understand
what you were trying to tell me.
When you said Beau
Nerjoose took your sanity,
I thought you meant boner juice,
not Beau Nerjoose.
Like Beau's his first name
and Nerjoose is his last name.
I thought you meant...
Well, I thought you meant
the juice from an erection.
Like semen or
man-milk or
cream of meat
splooge
chode-chowder
protien shake or
man-ranch
maybe jism or
a shlong-smoothie,
baby-batter,
ball-fredo sauce.
You know what I'm saying.
It's ok, Ron. It's my fault.
I should have explained
my self better.
What happened?
I took a sh*t.
She took a sh*t on
the dance floor.
She took a sh*t on
the dance floor, baby.
You know that sh*t, it
just drives me oh so crazy.
She took a sh*t on
the dance floor, baby.
You know that sh*t, it
just drives me oh so crazy.
Because it is hot sh*t.
Both hands and a map, bud!
I will eat your dick!
Oh Ronny, it's so
great to see you.
I feel reborn now that the great
dildo is back in my butthole.
That's cool mom. I'm
gonna go take a sh*t.
Agnes Wartyhymen!
Beau Nerjoose!
There's no time.
Hello. Long time no Beau...
Nerjoose.
Where's everybody going?
The party's just starting.
All I wanted was a family.
Is that too much to ask?
Oh, and maybe a dick that
doesn't suck it's own dick?
But no, no. Dr. Beau Nerjoose,
he can't be happy,
can he? Oh no. No.
but now I have f***ed
the great fleshlight,
and my dick doesn't suck
its own dick anymore.
Look!
It doesn't suck itself anymore.
It does look a lot better.
It does, doesn't it?
Oh Agnes. You made a new friend.
My dear, sweet Hope.
I think it's time you knew.
It was I who left you on
the steps of that convent
for I am your father.
I stole you from that
looney bin you were born in
for Agnes is your mother.
Is that true?
But how would you know?
You haven't seen her
since she was a...
A mother knows!
But that means that Hope
and I are brother and sister.
But we totally boned, and
she totally liked it a lot.
Well, you're only half-siblings.
Ron, your father was a
man named We Nerjoose.
But wait. That's my father too.
You're my half-brother?
That means I'm...
Hope's uncle and brother.
Half-uncle, half-brother.
This is totally f***ed!
If it makes you feel any
better, my half-brother
killed my mother too.
How is that supposed to
make me feel any better?
Oh. I don't know.
Because of this.
No!
Mom.
No.
It smells like a old,
rabid raccoon got caught
in a cotton candy machine.
Shhh. Shhh.
Ronny, come closer.
I could smell the whole time.
I cannot believe this is
all the Coldplay they have.
This place sucks.
Beau Nerjoose.
I've got a bone
to pick with you.
Oh hey, Ron.
You still here?
Yeah, dude.
You just killed my mom.
That seriously pisses me off.
Don't be a baby. Be
like my old dick,
and suck it up.
Now die!
Yeah!
Uppercock!
Guys, I'm winning!
Uppercunt!
No!
Do it! Do it now!
No! You don't know
what you're doing!
May the dildo f***
the fleshlight!
What the f***?
Here's something
for your wiener.
F***!
Beau Nerjoose.
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!
Stupid idiot!
Now feel the wrath of my taint!
I have ultimate power!
I am master of the universe!
I control everything!
Wait.
Something's wrong.
I can't control it.
Something's wrong.
It hurts.
My balls.
My taint.
Beau Nerjoose is dead.
Beau Nerjoose is dead.
Beau Nerjoose is dead.
Beau Nerjoose is dead.
Beau Nerjoose is
dead.
Beau Nerjoose is
dead.
Beau Nerjoose is
dead.
Beau Nerjoose is
dead.
What is that?
It's what's left
of Beau Nerjoose.
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