Yeah, I know... that Scary Movie series starring that ditzy blonde, right? Well, I've decided on an origional twist... Or two. It doesn't have to feature the misadventures involving the SM gang, with only the current movies to deal with. Heck, it can be ANY move - Past or Present. And any bit of pop culture, celebrity and what not.

Now, let the hilarity commence! :stantounge:

Whoa,I may have some use for this Dr.Manic character after all....*ponder*

(The little stoner was called Shorty, right?)

(Yup. Random Deity bless the Waynes Bros. So, exactly what are the rules to this one?)

(Ok let me give it a try)
A girl was sleeping in her bed, its already dark out. Then a scary looking man who wore a glove with blades in the end appeared at the window and tried to open the window but it was locked. The noise he made from trying to open the window woke the girl up.
Freddy: Hey how do you open this thing?
Girl:Oh you have to wiggle it a bit to open it

*Freddy wiggles the window frames. It unlocks and he goes in to the room facing the girl*

Freddy*Evilly*: You know you shouldn't let strangers in your home especially in your dreams...little girl do you know who I am?

Girl: Yeah the guy who suppose to fix the t.v* Points to the t.v thats acroos the room which has a giant axe lodged into it.*

Freddy: No! My name is--

Girl: I dont care what your name is fix the damn T.V! Opera is going to be on in five minutes and I want to see it!

Freddy: Fine! Stupid girl!*Goes behind T.V and was about to fix it*
Hey wait a minute!*Kicks the t.v out of the was. I'm not the T.V repair man I'm Freddy kruger!
Girl: You mean that guy on that pbs show who sings its a beautiful day in the neighborhood?

Freddy: No! I'm here to kill you!


(How's that?)

(Okay... Now, as for me...)

Kelsy Simpleton happened to be getting ready for her latest concert that night. She was up on stage, getting ready for a performance. When...

'What? The wrong song is playing!' She thought.

She tried to make the most out of this fiasco by performing an irish jig as she went off-stage, but tripped as she almost made it. "Omph!"

Shorty hangs around backstage with the screw smoking weed. He lets out a shaky laugh as he rocks back and forth. A shadow looms over him and the crew goes silent.

"What?"

He turns arounds and sees an ominous masked figure, "Oh $hit, it's the Phantom of the Oprah..."

Suddenly, the man removes his mask to reveal Shorty's smokin' friend, Tall Boy.

"Daymn, son, it's hot as a motherf^&*er in this thing! Why da hell I gotta be the one who dress up?! Shioot.." Tall boy then grabs a joint from Shorty and goes to town on it.

"Hey now, the good side is that the bitches are wearing those things that got their tities all mashed together and poppin out. Don't hog it dawg, share the wealth."

*hands Shorty the doobie*

"True, true. It sure as hell is better than Iraq, were all da bitches got dem curtains dat dey be wearin'. I mean, ya think you got a hot one on your hands, but den ya remove the mask, an' all o' a sudden ya got a tragedy on yo' hands. It's an 'known-Unknown', man."

"Oh yeah, ya hear what happened to dat one bitch. Y'know da one from Last Friday?"

*Tall Boy rips out a page of a Scientology book and starts rollin' up a joint using it*

Shorty laughs, "Word, word."

He takes a hit, "But it wasn't as bad as that one time where I got so high... I thought I saw the Lochness Monster and it asked me if I could lend 'im three fity."

"Oh lordy he was pissed." He took another toke. "Oh not you, the monster; that monster was gonna whoop yo' @ss, son!" Tall Boy told everyone else in the room, as Kelsy, no finished with her performance, walked back towards her dressing table to remove her wig and unstuff her bra.

Shorty ignores the crack to follow Kelsey to her dressing room, but he leaves a trail of smoke like a pervy train.

Oh $#!t, I'm next, son!", Tall Boy exclaimed as a man in a hockey mask passed by him, carring a large bulky and bloody bag of...stuff.

Tall Boy ignored the masked man, named Jason (you could tell by the "Hi! My Name Is..." name tag he wore on his shirt), and went up to the stage.

"I call this one 'The Letter of the Day: Joint'", he said and began rapping as a "U Rappin' Bad" rating appeared out of thin air. [Think Parappa the Rapper :stantounge: ]

Shorty makes his shakey laugh, "Boy you got served by a computer !"

"Oh yeah. Check this $#!+ out...!", was all Tall Boy said as he wipped out a PS2 controller, pressed a series of buttons, and watched as the rating changed to "U Rappin' AWESOME!" almost immediately.

"That's what I'm talking about, biz-atch! "

"Hook that bitch up!"