MST3K Digimon Lemonade! by don Jaime del Resfriado (James Reinbold) (jdreinbold@hotmail.com) Synopsis: When the Mads give Mike and the 'bots lemons -- terrible, terrible Digimon porn -- they make lemonade. Chapter 1: "Cody Expresses His Love For Izz!" by Spazoid Barney Chapter 2: "Veemon Gets Lucky" by Shadow Guyver 007 Chapter 3: "LONELY BROTHERS" by ERIC STRIFE Chapter 4: "I Need A Woman!" by animefreak72 Chapter 5: "The Impossible Accident" by Taito's Child Chapter 6: "Camping Out" by Sailor Goo-Chan, Yaoi Senshi Chapter 7: "The Princess and the Computer Genius" by Kojiro Arigatou Chapter 8: "Getting a Charge Out of Elecmon" by Togashi Tsuke Chapter 9: "On Purpose" by Christine Chapter 10: "Nature" by Lilac This chapter: Brothers sip Viagra and each other in "Lonely Brothers." And they wonder why they're lonely.... (Doors open into the theater, where the next fanfic is already downloading. MIKE, TOM, and CROW enter and sit down.) MIKE: I have the ungodly feeling Christine's going insert us into something if she survives re-entry. CROW: Let's hope it's an incinerator before it's a porno. >Warning! The following fanfic contains scenes of graphic sex between to >males (in thins case brothers). TOM: This sounds like a sexed-up version of "All your base are belong to us." CROW: I hate to imagine what the thicks case is. MIKE: Y'know, this is an appropriate reading level for people who enjoy incest fanfics - total illiteracy. >If this offends you then please do not read any further. CROW: Pleeease? Pretty please with sugar on it? >Of course if this doesn’t offend you, then by all means enjoy the show! TOM: But first, find someone who can read it to you. >Oh yeah, MIKE: KOOL-AID MAN! >Digimon and all the characters were not created by me (duh!) CROW: This guy couldn't create a decent shadow puppet. >and are a product of Toei Animation etc. TOM: Funding for "Digimon" provided by the Mobil Corporation, by the John D. and Catherine T. MacArthur Foundation, and by the annual financial support of viewers like you! >And now on to the fun stuff. MIKE, TOM, and CROW: We're at the end already! >------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ >Lonely Brothers MIKE: Starring Jeff and Akbar from "Life in Hell." >By Eric Strife aka OmegaHeretic CROW: Pick a name and RUN WITH IT, all right? >Matt was lying in his bed, looking up at the ceiling. TOM (Matt): It's like a moonscape with all that stucco! >His love, Tai, had gone away for the weekend. Some family thing or >something. MIKE: Yeah. I think you got stood up, Matt.... >Matt was tremendously lonely. But he was also feeling something else much >more demanding than his loneliness. CROW: He's harassed by creditors. >"I can’t stand it!" Matt shouted in frustration. He needed to relieve >himself, TOM: The bathroom's open, go on ahead! >but since he and Tai had started having sex, masturbation just didn’t do it >for him anymore. MIKE: He also got no kick from cocaine, and mere alcohol didn't thrill him at all. >"I’ve got to do something before I explode!" CROW (Matt): Let me see, do I cut the red wire or the black one? >Just then, Matt’s younger brother TK came into the room. MIKE (TK): Would you keep it down? I can't hear Oprah for all this noise! >"Hey Matt!" said the cheerful young blond. "What ‘ya doing?" TOM (Matt): I'm having a hissy fit. And you? >TK’s mom had a lot of work over the weekend, so he decided to spend some >time with his brother. CROW: TK's mom is...a he? TOM: Man, this fic will be yaoi come Hell or high water. MIKE (Roger Miller): Well, my uncle used to love me but she died, a chicken ain't chicken till it's lickin' good fried.... >"Hey TK." Matt replied. " I was just thinking." MIKE (Matt): It hurts so much I have to scream. >"You miss Tai, don’t you?" TOM (Matt): Yeah, all the time. My aim bites. >"Is it that obvious?" CROW: Did you miss "Sub-Zero Ice Punch"? >"C’mon! You two are almost inseparable! MIKE (TK): Remember last year when you toured with the Jim Rose Circus as conjoined twins? >This is the first time I’ve seen you without him clinging to you in almost >3 years." CROW: Matt's using a better grade of fabric softener. >"3 years. TOM: Twenty-one in dog years. >We’ve probably been grossing you out with all of out pet names for each >other, and our constant kissing and giggling, haven’t we?" The elder Ishida >asked. CROW (TK): Yup. Barf my guts out every night thinking about it. >"Actually, I think it’s kinda cute. I’m almost jealous of you two." MIKE (TK): Almost, but not quite. >"Really?!" TOM (TK): Nah. Just foolin' with you. >"Yeah. I actually wish Davis were more like Tai. You’re so lucky." CROW: Matt is lucky. He's not stuck with Davis. MIKE: If Tai and Davis were any more alike, they'd be clones. >This spiked Matt’s curiosity. TOM: And his hair. >He had known that TK was gay, and he knew that he had been seeing Davis. >What he didn’t know is if they had gotten sexual yet. CROW: Matt also didn't know why all his condoms were disappearing. >He and Tai were having sex when they were about TK’s age, so maybe he and >Davis were having sex too. MIKE: "He and Tai were having sex, so maybe he and Davis were having sex, too." TOM: Which means...Matt is having sex with Davis! CROW: TK is going to be sore pissed when he finds out his own brother cuckolded him. >Feeling bold (and incredibly horny), MIKE: The Bold and the Horny, coming daytimes to NBC. CROW: I'd consider watching a soap named "The Bold and the Horny." >Matt decided to find out just how intimate his brother and boyfriend were. TOM: Which boyfriend, Tai or Davis? I'm so confused! >"Um...TK?" Matt questioned cautiously. MIKE (Matt): Could I try on your goofy hat? >"Yeah Matt?" TOM (TK): You really want to? Well, you CAN'T. Never touch the hat. >Um...have you and Davis ever......um...."he trailed off. CROW (Matt): Considered Herbalife? >"Had sex?" TK blurted out much to Matt’s surprise. MIKE (Matt): Why, I am shocked, do you hear me? SHOCKED! I had no idea you knew about sex! >"Uh...yeah. Well, have you?" TOM (TK): Unlike you, some boys don't kiss and tell. >"We came close to having sex many times, CROW (TK): Just not with each other. >and I have always been ready to go further, MIKE: They're going to move in together? >but Davis..." TOM: We know. Davis is a big pussy. The whole Digiegg of Courage business was influence peddling on Tai's part. >"I know. Tai was like that at first too." CROW (Matt): Funny how none of our crests have anything to do with our personalities. >"Really?! How did you get him to finally have sex with you?" MIKE (Matt): Roofies. >"The ‘Ishida Charm’," Matt answered TOM: What exactly is the "Ishida Charm"? Standoffish whining? >"and some of this." MIKE: I was right, it is roofies! I don't believe it! >Matt walked over to a locked cabinet he had in his room. CROW: He's got the invasion plans for the Kuril Islands. >He opened the cabinet door and pulled out a small vial. TOM: Oh, he vial-ated Tai. (MIKE and CROW groan.) >"What’s that?" TK asked. CROW (Matt): It's a cabinet! Geez, Mom really has sheltered you. >"My own special ‘love potion’," MIKE (Matt): Number Nine. >Matt snickered "Liquid Viagra". MIKE: I believe the technical term for that is "booze." TOM: Yes, delicious, nutricious booze! Just a sip makes you throw up your hands and say, "Party hearty!" Just a few more sips makes you throw up. CROW: That's right, booze will make anybody or anything incredibly sexy. And if it doesn't, you probably won't remember in the morning anyway. MIKE: Booze! Try some today. Ask your doctor, barkeep, or pharmacist. >TK’s eyes went wide. CROW: And TK's eyes make the catch! They're at the thirty...the twenty...the ten...TOUCHDOWN! (MIKE and TOM cheer.) >"You see," Matt went on " I just poured some of this into Tai’s drink one >night and he was to excited to resist me." TOM: Of course, he thought Matt was Sora at the time.... >"Wow!" TK was stunned/ "I wonder what that stuff is like..." MIKE (Matt): It's only vodka. It doesn't have much taste. >Matt suddenly got a wicked idea! CROW: He was going to start a brewery and name it Sam Adams! TOM: Wicked good beer! >Without Tai around, he needed relief. MIKE: Well, pop a Rolaid. >And if he gave TK some of this liquid, then he’d need relief too. CROW: He'd have to pee. Booze'll do that to you. >Matt grinned evilly with this last thought. Sure TK was his brother, but he >was hot! TOM (TK): I've got a fever. I think I'm catching something. >Probably just as, if not hotter than Tai. That was it! MIKE: The first sure sign of schizophrenia! >He decided. CROW: He chose. TOM: He resolved. MIKE: He settled. >He was going to have sex with his younger brother. MIKE, TOM, and CROW: EWWWWWWW! >"You want to try some of it?" Matt asked while shaking the vial. CROW (TK): Yes. Give me the bottle and I'll go find Davis. >"You sure?" MIKE (TK): 'Cause your armpits really stink. Try Roll-On Ban next time. >"You want to try some right? TOM (Matt): Well, too bad, 'cause you're going to try some wrong. >So why not?" CROW (TK): Um, it's really disgusting? MIKE (TK): Edward Westermarck says we shouldn't? >Matt handed to vial to TK. TK studied to vial for a few seconds TOM: Okay, what the hell is "to vial"? CROW: To vial, to vial, to buy a fat pig. MIKE: I guess they gave up on nookie and are going skiing in Colorado. >then said "What the hell..." and he gulped the blue liquid. CROW (TK): Oh, God, it burns! Where's the chaser? >"How do you feel?" Matt asked. TOM (TK): With my fingers. >"I feel kinda dizzy MIKE: He's a blonde, all right. >and...WOAH!!" TK shouted as he felt all of his blood rush to his lower >regions. CROW: Immediately! TOM: Hits the stomach and BAM! Instant orgaz! >Matt also noticed this as he saw a significant bulge in his sibling’s >pants. MIKE (Matt): Those better not be MY socks.... >TK suddenly came to his senses and realized his predicament. CROW (TK): My idiot brother is trying to molest me! HEEEELP! >He was unbelievable horny, TOM: It is hard to believe TK has a libido. >his boyfriend was across town, and he desperately needed relief. MIKE: Somebody clearly didn't get the Crest of Foresight. >He then had an evil thought. TOM: It's Evil Thought Week in Japan. CROW: "Celebrate Evil Thought Week. Kick a puppy!" >Matt was obviously sexually deprived this weekend, so maybe he wouldn’t >mind a little attention. MIKE, TOM, and CROW: So give him as little as you can! >A grin crossed TK’s face. MIKE: And was arrested for jaywalking. >Matt could tell what his brother was thinking. He knew he could jump him >right then and there, but he wanted to see how his brother would initiate >this. TOM: Please, not the spanking machine! >"Uh, Matt?" TK started. CROW (TK): Is it too late to flee this fanfic? >"Yeah TK?" MIKE (Matt): It is. I'll go halfsies on the therapist for you. >"Uh, well, Davis and I...we never really, uh...did anything that sexual, >and, I was uh,...I was wondering if...you could...uh..." CROW: TK sounds like Hank Kimball on "Green Acres." >"Ah, screw it!" Matt thought. TOM (Matt): I'm going to go find a sex partner who's NOT related to me! >He lunged forward and gave his brother a deep passionate kiss. MIKE: So much for finding out how TK was going to initiate this. >This took TK completely by surprise! CROW (TK): My God, Matt, I was joking! I don't really want to do you! >But he soon gave in to his desires and embraced the kiss. TOM (Matt): Mmmph! Stop hugging my lips! It hurts! >Matt ripped of his brother’s shirt and threw him on his bed. TOM: And TK bounced off, glanced off a wall, and landed in the laundry hamper. >Matt slowly stripped of his shirt MIKE: Uh-oh! That's twice the author mixed up "of" and "off"! CROW: I thought those were words they covered in first grade. Guess he didn't make it that far. >and pulled down his pants and underwear, giving TK a perfect view of his >naked body. TOM: "Perfect" as in "blocked by the dresser." >TK kicked off his shoes MIKE: You really shouldn't wear shoes in the house, anyway. It's hard on the carpet. >and started to take off his shorts, but Matt stopped him. CROW (Matt): I'm sorry, this is sick. Let's pack it in. >"Allow me." Matt said with his gorgeous grin. TOM (TK): I said, DON'T - TOUCH - THE - HAT! >He slowly pulled down TK’s shorts but didn’t remove his underwear. MIKE: Dyslexic sex. >Matt started at TK’s calf CROW: And moved on to his cow and bull. TOM: I knew farm animals would enter into this sooner or later. >and slowly licked his way up. MIKE (Matt): Man, you taste rancid. Go take a bath. >When he got to his crotch, he looked up and gave his brother a sexy smile. CROW: Normally, Matt's sexy smiles run 500 yen, but the family gets a discount. >Then he began sucking on his balls through the thin fabric of his >underwear. MIKE: There's nothing less erotic than a mouthful of lint. Except a mouthful of lint from your brother's skivvies, of course. TOM: Of course. >TK panted and moaned. This was like torture! CROW: It IS torture! People wind up in asylums for being this whacked out! >To feel the moisture and wetness on his balls, but no actual contact was >driving him insane! TOM: Physical evidence, but no contact. It's a close encounter of the second kind. >He could feel his tension building inside him. MIKE: It has a lovely Art Deco facade and plenty of cheap office space. >Matt stopped his assault on his brother’s crotch and went to his closet. MIKE (Matt): Well, enough of that! Wanna see my stamp collection? >He brought out a black bag and took out four pieces of strong rope. CROW: He's going to do magic tricks? >TK looked worried. TOM (TK): Um, if this is the one that killed Houdini, I think I'll pass. >"Don’t worry" Matt reassured his brother. CROW (Matt): Not everyone dies from trying autoerotic asphyxiation. >"This will just make things a little more interesting." MIKE: God knows it's been boring up to this point. >He began tying TK’s limbs to the four corners of his bed. TOM: For TK's sake, let's pray that ropes are like bedsheets and crawl off of their own accord. >Once he had finished, he leaned over to TK and gave him another passion >filled kiss. CROW (TK): I can't feel my hands and feet! Turn me loose! >He then got up and straddled TK’s face. MIKE: This isn't how you do the Heimlich Maneuver! >Matt’s cock was now mere inches from TK’s mouth. TOM (TK): Uh, could we stick with kissing a while? It's much less revolting. >"Damn!" TK thought "He is big! At least 10 inches." CROW: If it was twelve inches, it would be a foot, not a penis. >Although it was hard to tell the exact length from his current position. MIKE: Pretty dull sex if you want statistics in the middle of it. >TK licked his lips and opened his mouth as his older brother inserted his >cock into his mouth. TOM: And then TK bit Matt! CROW (Matt): AAAAH! MIKE (TK): Tie me down, will you! >TK began licking and sucking for all he was worth. CROW: He was done in three seconds. That's how much he was worth. >Matt was in heaven. MIKE: Yet we are in Hell. >TK was defiantly better at this than Tai could ever be! TOM: Tai's gettin' blown out of the water by a first-timer AND a close relative. That'll be a blow to the old ego. CROW (Matt): Yeah, my brother gives better oral than you! Don't ask me how I know that.... >He could feel his climax building and he was ready to burst. MIKE: The Climax Building, within walking distance of the Tension Building, in beautiful downtown Burbank. >"T.....TK...I’m...gonna...I’m gonna cum..." He stammered. TOM: Please don't. CROW: Please. We beg you. >Since TK’s mouth as full at the moment, he gave Matt a look as if to say >‘Go ahead’. MIKE (TK): Whatever. Finish up, I've got homework I could do, or I could clean my room.... >And he did! TOM: Even the fanfic's surprised. CROW: Well, who wouldn't be? This lemon is so opposite of sexy it can restore people's virginity. >Matt shot is load inside his brother’s mouth. TK tried to swallow as much >as he could, but some still spilled out the side of his mouth. MIKE: He's going to drown in bed, like that guy in "Charade." >Matt withdrew his cock and gave TK another kiss, tasting his own cum mixed >with his brothers saliva. TOM (Matt): Hmm. Needs salt. >"Your turn." Matt said as he broke the kiss. Matt ripped off TK’s underwear CROW: Bootleg underwear? Didn't know there was a black market for Underoos. >and began licking up and down his hairless shaft. Matt suddenly realized >that TK was completely hairless down there. MIKE: Wanna bet the hairless shaft is what tipped him off? >Not even small, beginning hairs. TOM: TK shaves his scrotum? Ouch! >Matt gave TK a questioning look. CROW (Matt): You have been taking your hormones, right? >"Davis likes hairless cocks." TK explained. TOM: But, no chickens have hair! They have feathers! >"But I thought you said Davis and you never had sex." Mat questioned. MIKE (Matt): Aha! Gotcha there. >"Just because we never fucked, doesn’t mean we never sucked." TK retorted. CROW: Idiot. IT'S THE SAME THING! MIKE (Bill Clinton): Could you define the word "sex"? >"Besides, you’re hairless too!" TOM (Matt): I know you are, but what am I? >"I guess that’s something our boyfriends have in common." Matt smirked. MIKE: Really, who wants hair in their mouths? TOM: Mike, considering what you humans do with your genitals, who would want those in their mouths, either? MIKE: Uh...I'll get back to you on that. >He then continued his assault on TK’s cock. CROW: "Assault." The perfect choice of words. >After about 3 minutes of licking, Matt stopped. CROW (Matt): This is going nowhere. Put your pants on and get out of here. >"There that should be good enough." Mat said. Now TK had the questioning >look on his face. MIKE (TK): Would you quit trying to mix things up? Sibling sex was shocking enough! CROW: When did Matt have a questioning look on his face? >Matt leaned over and began kissing TK some more. As their toungs mingled TOM: "Toungs"? Chinese street gangs? I'm getting scared! >Matt lowered his ass onto his brother’s cock. TOM: Okay, now I'm scared! AAAAAAAH! >A small moan escaped TK’s occupied mouth. CROW (Small moan): I'm free! I'M FREE! MIKE: Okay, the French sector is his palate, the Soviets get his gums, the British will have his teeth, and the U.S.A. takes care of his tongue. >So muffled, it sounded almost like a purr. Matt loved it. TOM: Oh, no. I bet there's a sequel with Gatomon in it. MIKE: Don't make this any worse than it has to be, Servo. TOM: Sorry. >He broke the kiss and started slowly moving up and down on TK’s shaft. >Slowly at first, CROW: Yeah, you said "slowly" already. >but then he started a rhythm and began picking up speed. MIKE: Matt just doesn't understand what the rhythm method is and why it's irrelevant to gays. >TK’s hips began to buck while his arms and legs tried fiercely to break >free of their bonds. TOM: What that really says is, "TK tried to buck Matt off and escape." It's not meant to be pornographic at all. >As Matt picked up more speed, TK could feel his immanent orgasm grow. CROW: For some reason, I'm expecting the Miracle-Gro guy to come in and talk about giant cabbages grown in Alaska. MIKE: You watch too much TV, Crow. >"Mm....Matt.......MAAAAAAAAT!" TOM (TK): Ahhh! Mat burns! AAAAH! CROW (TK): You're in for it now, big brother! YOU TOUCHED THE HAT! >He screamed as he shot his load deep inside his older brother. MIKE: I feel like screaming, too. >TK’s cum seeped out from between Matt’s legs. CROW (TK): Uh, you seem to have sprung a leak. We better check your gaskets. >Matt took some of it on his finger and seductively licked it off. TOM: I thought only dogs and cats were stupid enough to enjoy the taste of their own butts. >He then got more on his finger and put it to his brother’s lips and he too >licked Matt’s finger clean. MIKE (TK): Look, we're going to be here all day cleaning up this way. Let's just take showers, separately. >Suddenly, while TK was still inside Matt and Matt’s finger in TK’s mouth, >the door flew open. CROW: Two brothers are having bondage sex and they don't even lock the door? >"I heard TK screaming and....Oh..my...GOD!" MIKE (God): Please, don't involve me. I didn't want to see it, either. >It was M. Ishida, and he saw something that no father ever wanted to see. TOM: Punish them! PUNISH THEM! CROW: Look, "M." Ishida. "M." as in "Monsieur." They're dad's French, they've been punished enough. >The End MIKE: And so have we. Let's amscray. (MIKE, TOM, and CROW exit the theater. Doors slam as we return to the living quarters. CROW is locked in a small cage and attached to a tube, while TOM and GYPSY consult charts. MIKE looks on nervously.) MIKE: Are you sure you want to go through with this, Crow? CROW: Of course, Mike! You're perfectly safe. I'm positive that nothing bad will come of this. GYPSY: That's what you said about Olestra, too. TOM: Man, that was the week from Hell. I'm surprised you survived with your colon intact, Mike. MIKE: That's what worries me. Look, Crow, we all know this "Lonely Brothers" thing has a dumb premise. You don't have to test it by taking Liquid Viagra. CROW: But I want to, Mike! We must prove to the world that taking an anti-impotence drug doesn't turn you into a horndog towards everyone. It only increases your ability to ride the elevator with people you like, so to speak. If you don't have your lustful thoughts already in place, Viagra's useless. TOM: We know, Crow! And we know from thousands of hours of psychological testing and research that incestuous thoughts towards siblings won't exist in mentally healthy individuals. Heck, even monkeys don't do close relatives. GYPSY: What Tom's saying is he's afraid you might be hot for him. TOM: No, I'm not! Yes, I am. GYPSY: I know I am. MIKE: I think we're all a little worried about your reaction to this drug, Crow. Are you sure the cage is strong enough? CROW: Absolutely, Mike! Now quit stalling and shoot me full of love juice. MIKE: That does not bode well for the future, but.... (MIKE throws a switch and blue fluid trickles down the tube into CROW.) How do you feel? CROW: A little gassy. You sure you did it right? GYPSY: You're already close to the maximum recommended dose for a robot your size. TOM: Are you satisfied yet, Linus Pauling? Big negatory on the carnal front. You look more depressed than oversexed. CROW: Let me check and make sure I'm all right. Come over here, Tom. TOM: No way. Check your sexual response from over there. CROW: Well, I don't find you attractive, but then, who does? Mike, you're next. MIKE: (Swallows.) Okay. If you want my body, and you think I'm sexy, come on, sugar, let me know. CROW: If you did turn me on, you killed it by singing disco at me. Invalid survey. Gypsy.... GYPSY: Oh-oh! CROW: Goose egg with you, too. GYPSY: That's a relief. Cambot's man enough for me. CROW: Cambot? Cambot? (Turns and faces the audience.) Why, hello, handsome. (Our view zooms out rapidly as CAMBOT retreats across the room.) C'mere, you doll! (CROW rocks the cage back forth, picking up more and more speed.) TOM: Oh, great. We'll never have a decent game of bridge again after this. Pump him full of antidote, Gypsy. GYPSY: What antidote? This isn't like snake venom. MIKE: Um, Crow, you want to settle down? CROW: YES! I want to settle down with Cambot! Bed him down, truss him up...! GYPSY: We better keep him locked up for the next few days. TOM: Fine with me. Mike, swallow the key. By the time it turns up Crow should be over it. MIKE: Ewww. Wait, I don't have the key. I thought you did. TOM: I don't have it. Gypsy? GYPSY: Oh, no! I never took it away from Crow! CROW: (Produces key.) Here I come, sweetums! Loverboy is here! MIKE, TOM, and GYPSY: CAMBOT, RUN! (Our view whip pans 180 degrees and trucks rapidly down a corridor as CAMBOT flees from CROW.) MIKE (VO): Cambot, cut your feed so he can't follow you! Throw to the Mads! CROW (VO, Air Supply): HE-E-E-E-E-RE I am! The one that you love! Asking for another da-a-a-a-a-ay! (Onscreen: white noise and static as CAMBOT cuts the feed to escape. Cut to: DR. FORRESTER and TV'S FRANK, with their chairs tipped back.) FRANK: ...and eat the brain right out of the cranium. Supposedly it's very tasty. FORRESTER: Gross, Frank. Nobody would do that, especially to a cute little monkey. FRANK: It happens all the time in Singapore. FORRESTER: Frank, they don't chew gum in Singapore because they think it encourages litterbugs. What makes you think...why are we on? FRANK: We are? FORRESTER: It looks like. Really, Nelson, this is very sloppy on your part. As punishment, here's the next lemon. It's by patrice23 and it's entitled "I Need a Woman!" Try to get them back, Frank. (FRANK topples over backward and bangs his head.) Never mind. I'll do it. FRANK: Ouch. (Our view is restored. CAMBOT is now on top of a hall tree, and through him we see CROW, barking like a dog, circling and jumping below. MIKE barrels into the shot and tackles CROW. GYPSY and TOM follow close behind.) MIKE: Got him! Say something that's not sexy! GYPSY: Badminton! TOM: New Jersey! MIKE: No, I meant something like, "Marlon Brando's naked!" CROW: EWWWWW! I don't know if I want to have sex now! MIKE: He's still not sure! We need one more thing that is not erotic! (Sirens blare and lights flash.) GYPSY: Fanfic sign enough for you? TOM: Crow...we have to read another icky-poo Digimon lemon! CROW: WAAAAH! I WANT TO BE A MONK! MIKE: Saved by FANFIC SIGN! Let's go!