NBC, Predator Press Vie for Post-Prison Paris
Predator Press
[LOBO]
Our initial offer was some 2-for-1 Whopper coupons, and one for $4 off for an oil change at Meineke.
But then NBC edged us out by offering an additional $999,992.00 in cash.
So I call Brian Williams, right? I says "Brian, Buddy. What are you doing?"
And Brian says, "We're going to scoop you on this one LOBO. I've secretly always wanted to have a larger, more popular news organization than Predator Press."
"As Paris' oldest and staunchest supporters and fans," I reply, "we're still counting on her coming through for us instead. And NBC has a lot of potential; don't jeopardize your credibility over some petty jealousy."
"Screw you LOBO," says Brian. "We're getting this story."
"Screw me!?" I says. "I'll wedgie you up to your ears, you jerk!"
"Yeah," says David. "You and what army, you stinky-faced poo-poo head?"
"I know you are but what am I?" I retort cleverly.
"I'm rubber and you're glue-"
"I know you are but what am I?" I maintain relentlessly. Then, sticking fingers in both ears, I sing "Lalalalala" for like five minutes.
At some point, he hung up on me.
Real mature, Brian.
Real mature.
[LOBO]
Our initial offer was some 2-for-1 Whopper coupons, and one for $4 off for an oil change at Meineke.
But then NBC edged us out by offering an additional $999,992.00 in cash.
So I call Brian Williams, right? I says "Brian, Buddy. What are you doing?"
And Brian says, "We're going to scoop you on this one LOBO. I've secretly always wanted to have a larger, more popular news organization than Predator Press."
"As Paris' oldest and staunchest supporters and fans," I reply, "we're still counting on her coming through for us instead. And NBC has a lot of potential; don't jeopardize your credibility over some petty jealousy."
"Screw you LOBO," says Brian. "We're getting this story."
"Screw me!?" I says. "I'll wedgie you up to your ears, you jerk!"
"Yeah," says David. "You and what army, you stinky-faced poo-poo head?"
"I know you are but what am I?" I retort cleverly.
"I'm rubber and you're glue-"
"I know you are but what am I?" I maintain relentlessly. Then, sticking fingers in both ears, I sing "Lalalalala" for like five minutes.
At some point, he hung up on me.
Real mature, Brian.
Real mature.
Comments
Good luck.
:)