Nonsense
Intro
Gerard: Where's Ray?
Mikey: I dunno. Where are we?
Frank: We're in North Carolina, dumbass
Gerard: Frank, where's Ray?
Frank: Brushing his fro.
Bob: Oooh! Looky! Fans!
Fans: AHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Ray: Word! The fro is now spherically perfect!
Mikey: You missed a spot
Ray: Fuck you.
*Ray and Gerard run to the fence where the fans were.*
Ray: Hi!
Girl: Hi Ray!
Ray: Oh word! You know my name! STALKER!!
Girl: o_O
Ray: What's your name?
Girl: Kate. (that's me)
Ray: Word!
*Meanwhile*
Gerard: Hi Fans!
Fangirls: MARRY ME!!!
Gerard: No.
Fangirls: I LOVE YOU!!!
Gerard: o_O
Fangirls: PLEASE!!!
Girl: Shut the fuck up! He does not want to marry you!
Fangirls: FUCK YOU!!
Gerard: Hi!
Girl: Hi Gerard.
Gerard: Hi I'm Gerard!
Girl: I know.
Gerard: oooo. What's your name?
Girl: Leslie.
Gerard: Hi Leslie.
*meanwhile*
Frank: Hi person!
Girl: Um, hi Frank?
Frank: OMFG! You know my name!!
Girl: Uhh, yeah. You're Frank
Frank: Ha, yeah, I am. What's your name?
Girl: Taylor.
Frank: Word!
Taylor: OMG! You say word too!
Frank: Do you like Skittles?
Taylor: Fuck yes!
Frank: That's it, you are coming backstage!
Taylor: Holy word.
*meanwhile*
Bob: *stares at evil fangirls calling him Bobby*
Girl: *stares at Bob*
Bob: Hi girl!
Girl: Holy shit! You're Bob!!
Bob: Hecks yes I am. Who are you?
Girl: Cheyenne
Bob: Cool! You can come backstage!
Cheyenne: Word!
*meanwhile*
Mikey: *walks over to tour bus*
*Looks behind tourbus to see Patrick and Pete from Fall Out Boy*
Mikey: What the hell?
Pete: YAY! BASSIST!!
Mikey: o_O
Patrick: Shut up Pete!
Mikey: What are you doing here?
Pete: We were in the neighborhood...
Mikey: Yeah riiight.
Patrick: What? We were!
Mikey: I don't believe you!
Pete: Well, we were playing a show in Raliegh! (sp?)
Mikey: That's 200 miles away from Charlotte!
Patrick: Well we just wanted to ask if FOB can tour with you guys!
Mikey: I'll have to consult my brother...
Gerard: About what?
Mikey: You scared the shit outta me!
Gerard: Word.
Mikey: Fall Out Boy wants to tour with us!
Gerard: PATRICK! LEAD SINGER!! YAYZ!
Leslie: Ummm... Gerard?
Gerard: hold on, I'm consulting.
Patrick: What about...
Gerard: OH shit! I knew! I need it! *runs to bus*
Pete: What does he need?
Patrick: It's a lead singer thing, you wouldn't understand.
Pete: Fuck you.
Mikey: Yeah! Us bassists have our things too!
Gerard: Like what?
Mikey: COFFEE!
Gerard: So I like coffee...
Mikey: Yeah, but I don't smoke...
Gerard: DON'T GET ON MY ASS ABOUT IT!!
Patrick: *giggles*
Leslie: What the fuck are you wearing?
Gerard: The Infamous Pink Band Leader's Boa!
Patrick: The Infamous Red Band Leader's Boa!
Gerard: YAY LEAD SINGERS!!!
Patrick: Word!
Gerard: FOB can Go on tour with us!
All: Yeah!
Mikey: I dunno. Where are we?
Frank: We're in North Carolina, dumbass
Gerard: Frank, where's Ray?
Frank: Brushing his fro.
Bob: Oooh! Looky! Fans!
Fans: AHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Ray: Word! The fro is now spherically perfect!
Mikey: You missed a spot
Ray: Fuck you.
*Ray and Gerard run to the fence where the fans were.*
Ray: Hi!
Girl: Hi Ray!
Ray: Oh word! You know my name! STALKER!!
Girl: o_O
Ray: What's your name?
Girl: Kate. (that's me)
Ray: Word!
*Meanwhile*
Gerard: Hi Fans!
Fangirls: MARRY ME!!!
Gerard: No.
Fangirls: I LOVE YOU!!!
Gerard: o_O
Fangirls: PLEASE!!!
Girl: Shut the fuck up! He does not want to marry you!
Fangirls: FUCK YOU!!
Gerard: Hi!
Girl: Hi Gerard.
Gerard: Hi I'm Gerard!
Girl: I know.
Gerard: oooo. What's your name?
Girl: Leslie.
Gerard: Hi Leslie.
*meanwhile*
Frank: Hi person!
Girl: Um, hi Frank?
Frank: OMFG! You know my name!!
Girl: Uhh, yeah. You're Frank
Frank: Ha, yeah, I am. What's your name?
Girl: Taylor.
Frank: Word!
Taylor: OMG! You say word too!
Frank: Do you like Skittles?
Taylor: Fuck yes!
Frank: That's it, you are coming backstage!
Taylor: Holy word.
*meanwhile*
Bob: *stares at evil fangirls calling him Bobby*
Girl: *stares at Bob*
Bob: Hi girl!
Girl: Holy shit! You're Bob!!
Bob: Hecks yes I am. Who are you?
Girl: Cheyenne
Bob: Cool! You can come backstage!
Cheyenne: Word!
*meanwhile*
Mikey: *walks over to tour bus*
*Looks behind tourbus to see Patrick and Pete from Fall Out Boy*
Mikey: What the hell?
Pete: YAY! BASSIST!!
Mikey: o_O
Patrick: Shut up Pete!
Mikey: What are you doing here?
Pete: We were in the neighborhood...
Mikey: Yeah riiight.
Patrick: What? We were!
Mikey: I don't believe you!
Pete: Well, we were playing a show in Raliegh! (sp?)
Mikey: That's 200 miles away from Charlotte!
Patrick: Well we just wanted to ask if FOB can tour with you guys!
Mikey: I'll have to consult my brother...
Gerard: About what?
Mikey: You scared the shit outta me!
Gerard: Word.
Mikey: Fall Out Boy wants to tour with us!
Gerard: PATRICK! LEAD SINGER!! YAYZ!
Leslie: Ummm... Gerard?
Gerard: hold on, I'm consulting.
Patrick: What about...
Gerard: OH shit! I knew! I need it! *runs to bus*
Pete: What does he need?
Patrick: It's a lead singer thing, you wouldn't understand.
Pete: Fuck you.
Mikey: Yeah! Us bassists have our things too!
Gerard: Like what?
Mikey: COFFEE!
Gerard: So I like coffee...
Mikey: Yeah, but I don't smoke...
Gerard: DON'T GET ON MY ASS ABOUT IT!!
Patrick: *giggles*
Leslie: What the fuck are you wearing?
Gerard: The Infamous Pink Band Leader's Boa!
Patrick: The Infamous Red Band Leader's Boa!
Gerard: YAY LEAD SINGERS!!!
Patrick: Word!
Gerard: FOB can Go on tour with us!
All: Yeah!