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Pride Time.

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We are doomed, Google's new AI "Veo 3" is actually scary. This shit is getting harder to tell the difference between reality and AI. Literally Duolingo replaced all of its workers with AI. I'm just fucking tired of corporate greed and just using AI to save money when they're worth over $10 billon. I'm just scared for the future

My dream vacation would be visiting Thailand IMO

I hope you got that cheeky reference.

Harry: (he’s returning home with some bags full of shopping)

(Herbert is balancing on one foot like a stool, holding up Sid and Ned)

Harry: (he opens the door and immediately spots them, hunched up in a corner) …what on earth are yous doing?

Sid: Take a look in there. (he points to the kitchen) He says he knows you.

Harry: Alright… (he walks into the kitchen)

Twat: (consuming cheese) …’ello Harry.

Harry: I don’t know you at all… uh, Sid, he knows my name.

Sid: Yeah, he’s a Twat.

Harry: Oh, that’s not nice—

Sid: No, I mean… he’s a literal twat. He gave poor Herbert a right noogie.

Herbert: It stings…

Ned: (rubs Herbert’s head sympathetically)

Harry: Right, get over here, you TWAT! (he rolls up the sleeves of his T-shirt and walks up to the Twat with authority)

Twat: (his tongue grabs Harry by the wrist, and he continuously slams him left to right)

Harry: OW! OW!

Twat: (he then throws Harry out of the room and continues to eat his cheese)

Harry: That Twat… just… twatted me— (he collapses into unconsciousness)

Sid: Shit.

INSERT INTRO HERE

Harry: Uuugh… (he wakes up on the living room sofa)

Herbert: I suppose I should’ve warned you about the Twat, then.

Harry: (aggravated) Yes, Herbert. Yes, you should’ve.

Ned: (vicious fanning with a moist towelette)

Harry: You can stop now, Ned, I’m all better.

Ned: (complies)

Harry: Why don’t you try and get some revenge on him?

Ned: (he squeaks excitedly and jumps through the ceiling, bursting through it into his secret lab in the vents)

Sid: He must be on crack as well.

Harry: We need to form a plan.

Herbert: Hold on, let me try something. (he stands up from the stool) Stay. In. Here. (he walks into the kitchen)

(Harry and Sid put their heads up to the door, listening into the intense negotiations between Herbert and the Twat)

(5 minutes later…)

Herbert: I’VE DONE IT! I’VE DONE IT! (he slams the door open, unintentionally sending Sid and Harry flying)

Harry: OW! (he gets up) You got rid of the Twat?!

Herbert: Nah, but I scored us some microwave wings.

Harry: ....................................................................................................................................

Sid: ............................................................................................................ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!

Herbert: Well you’re ungrateful.

Harry: Right, Sid, give me your gun.

Sid: Hold on, that’s just Herbert being Herbert, don’t shoot him!

Harry: I’d never shoot him! I’m talking about it for the Twat.

Sid: Oh, go right ahead then. (he hands Harry a double rifle)

Harry: Right… (he saws two small holes in the kitchen wall and puts the double rifle through it)

Twat: (he bends the rifle over and pushes it back through the wall, so it’s coming round to shoot Harry in the back of the head)

Harry: (he turns around to see it) …yeah, nice try—

Twat: (punches a hole in the wall and pulls the trigger)

(BANG!)

Harry: (his face is now the wrong way) Right. This means war. (he stomps off for a new idea)

(Meanwhile, in the attic…)

Ned: (a flamethrower here, a saw there)

(it’s all coming together)

Ned: (he hammers it in, and then just dips his invention in grilled cheese)

(Yes… YES!!!!)

Ned: (he’s done it! His big invention, a banana and pickle sandwich… dipped in grilled cheese…) (he then drops back down into the living room)

Herbert: Oh, hey Ned.

Ned: (he waves at Herbert, and then goes into the kitchen)

Twat: Hmmmm… SANDWICH!

Ned: (he dances around with the sandwich)

Twat: GIMME! (he moves like Robby the Seal as he goes after Ned)

Ned: (he runs out of the kitchen and through the living room with the sandwich)

Twat: (he grabs the gun and goes after Ned)

Ned: (he slips under the door with the sandwich, going to the balcony)

Twat: (he headbutts the door and gets after Ned)

(the sandwich is just lying there. No Ned)

Twat: Excellent… (he pounces onto the sandwich and starts violently devouring it)

Ned: (he pops up from behind the door and traps the Twat under a plant pot)

Harry: YAY!

Sid: YAY!

Herbert: YAY! Well done, Ned!

Ned: (he sits on top of the pot, giving a thumbs up)

Herbert: …so does this mean that the episode's over?

Harry: N-no, no, we still need to get rid of the plant pot.

Herbert: Oh… makes sense.

Sid: Uh… wait here. (he rushes up to the top floor and spam-knocks on the door)

Barry: (long, hefty sigh, before he opens the door) What do you want, peasant—

Sid: (he accidently hits Barry in the face a couple of times while knocking)

Barry: OW!

Sid: Womp womp. Uh, can we borrow your helicopter?

Barry: (scathing) No. By your own. (he slams the door shut)

Sid: …(he leans over the balcony to tell the others) GOOD NEWS, GUYS! POSH TWAT SAID WE CAN BORROW HIS HELICOPTER!

Harry: Oh, cool! How'd you convince him?

Sid: …magic.

(cut to all the creatures in the helicopter. Harry's piloting, Sid's up front as well, while Herbert is taking up two seats at the back, and Ned's sitting on his shoulder)

Harry: So… I'm thinking we just drop him off at the other side of the town… or the Sainsbury's all the way down the road.

Twat: (he’s tied up at the back)

(the helicopter flies out of the Wakey Wines air vent and past the dentists down the road)

Harry: Fresh air. Sainsbury’s it is.

Herbert: I can’t see our house anymore!

Sid: You can’t even see your own two feet, Cartman.

Twat: Harry, don’t do this to me!

Harry: Dude, listen, I don’t know who you are.

Twat: YOU’RE GONNA PAY IF YOU DON’T—

Harry: Please. Please just shut up, we’re gonna find you a new home.

Herbert: (he spins the globe we took with him)

Harry: Herbert, can you tell us where we are with that thing?

Herbert: Uh… (he spins the globe) Right over the Mid-Atlantic.

Harry: (fed-up look) What time is it?

Herbert: Dinner time!

Harry: (smugly) How much fuel’ve we got left?

Herbert: We’re gonna run out right about…

(the helicopter stops helicoptering)

Herbert: …now.

Ned: (he grabs the Twat)

(the helicopter starts plummeting down. The creatures are tiny, making it a long drop down)

Herbert: Looks like we’re gonna land on the border of Sierra Leone and Liberia.

Sid: …so this is how Squidward felt when being forced up with a pickle.

(all the creatures, and the Twat, crash into the Pearl House, landing on the beds)

Harry: Excellent convenience.

(they’re soon walking down George Street, past the Buzz Bingo hall)

Harry: Tell us a bit about yourself, little Twat. Where would I know you from?

Twat: Don’t you remember?! We always used to wrestle together… and hide bodies together… and we robbed backs together… (he starts to shed a tear)

Harry: I mean… I recall the first one.

Twat: Fairs, I made two thirds of that shit up.

Sid: No, you never said which two.

Twat: Clever boy. It was the last two. I just did that by myself.

Harry: ...WHAT THE FU—

(miniature police sirens are heard in the distance)

Harry: OH MY GOD YOU’RE ON THE RUN FROM THE POLICE?

Twat: Yeah, you never tried it?

Sid: (he puts his hand up) I haaaavee!

Twat: Nice! So you’d know how to hide me?

Sid: Yeah. Sorry about this, Herbs. (he grabs the Twat and throws him in Herbert’s mouth) Don’t swallow.

Herbert: Mm! (thumbs (?) up)

PC Twatforbrains: (he rolls by in his police truck) Good evening, gentlemen.

Harry: Uh, hey, officer.

Herbert: (nervous groaning)

PC Twatforbrains: ...what’s up with him?

Sid: He’s… uh, y’know. Drunk.

PC Twatforbrains: Drunk.

Sid: And… and orgasmic. He’s having one of those nights.

PC Twatforbrains: Right, have you seen a wild Twat anywhere?

Harry: A Twat? No, no, how come?

PC Twatforbrains: One of them seemed to have escaped Boxville Jail!

Sid: Hm. What a shame. Well, we’ll keep an eye out—

PC Twatforbrains: Funny story, we attached an ankle bracelet for him and it’s led us right here.

Harry: Wh… (he pretends to have his mind blown, with the gestures and mimicking explosion) How’d that happen?

Herbert: MM! MMMMM!!!

Sid: Excuse his horny self—

Herbert: (he spits out the ankle bracelet) Yuck.

Harry: …must’ve been a very good orgasm.

PC Twatforbrains: Ho-ly shit… well, you boys have a nice night out! (he drives back the way he came)

Ned: (he waves happily to PC Twatforbrains, and then looks up to Herbert, concerned that he swallowed the Twat)

Sid: YOU ATE HIM?!

Herbert: Nuh uh!

Sid: Oh yeah, well show us—

Herbert: (he flexes the Twat in the roof of his mouth)

Sid: Yeah okay.

Twat: Thanks for keeping me undercover boys!

Harry: Look, dude, I don’t remember you at all… and, uh, I think I speak for all of us; we don’t wanna harbour a criminal!

Sid: Counterpoint. You live with me, I’m a borderline criminal!

Harry: Hm. Fair point, let’s get you dropped off at Sainsbury’s, Twat.

Twat: Yaaaaay!

Harry: So… where else would I remember you from?

Twat: It all started in college. You were doing your A-Levels in biology, and you had to dissect me!

Harry: Uh-huh…

Twat: But you couldn’t bring yourself to do it, so you swapped it out with PNG!

Harry: Oh, yeah!

Twat: Then, I became your pet Twat for a short period of time!

Harry: Now I remember! …then you robbed a bank and… and, yeah…

Twat: My bad.

Harry: I can’t believe you’re on the run from the police, I’m so sorry I didn’t recognise you!

Twat: Hey, don’t worry about it!

Herbert: (he’s happy they’re at the bottom of the street now) That’s good that you guys made up! How’re we going to cross the road?

Ned: …..(his lightbulb turns on, he has an idea! He immediately takes the lightbulb and throws it into the middle of the road, smashing it)

Sid: Big mess now.

Ned: (he then thinks about crossing the road, using an arrow to indicate getting from one side to another… and then pulls the arrow out of his thought bubble, pointing it to the broken glass)

Sid: Oh, that’s good.

(all the cars see what it means, and start jumping over the broken glass like sheep jumping over a fence)

Herbert: Haha, nice one, Ned! What do we do about the fourth wall, though?

Sid: Leave it. Someone’ll just build a fifth one anyway.

(all of the creatures cross the road to the Sainsbury’s car park, as Ned sweeps up the glass with the arrow)

Twat: Thanks for the help, Harry. Sid. Herbert. Ned.

Harry: Hahaha, yeah, no problem.

Twat: Hahaha. (he extends his middle tentacle to shake Harry’s hand)

Harry: Yeah, hahaha… (he shakes it)

Sid: Hahahaaaaaaa.

Herbert: Teeheeheeeeeee!

Ned: ........

Harry: (he stops) Wait… you’re not my Twat.

Twat: What?

Harry: My Twat’s third tentacle was horribly and permanently fractured following a fall down the stairs!

Sid: (gasp)

Ned: (gasp)

Herbert: (leans down and whispers to Ned) He has no relation to PC Twatforbrains, right?

Ned: (head/body shaking in shock)

Twat: DAMMIT! MY COVER’S BEEN BLOWN! (he reaches into his brain and pulls out a knife—)

Sid: (he just whips out a pistol and shoots the Twat in the face)

Twat: WAIT— (he falls onto his back)

(complete silence)

Harry: ......shoot him again. Just in case.

Sid: (complies)

Harry: (kicks the Twat’s body and waits a few moments) I, uh, I think we just captured a criminal.

Sid: Again!

(cut to the Boxville Police Station)

Sid: Look! (he throws the Twat’s body on PC Twatforbrains’ desk)

Herbert: He’s dead.

PC Twatforbrains: Hm… so he is!

Sid: Can we have our reward now?

PC Twatforbrains: Hold on… what reward?

Sid: T-there’s a reward, right?

PC Twatforbrains: (scoffs) No. D-did I say there was a reward when I saw you?

(even more complete silence)

Harry: …now, Sid, let’s just—

Sid: FUCK!!!!

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