This is why we can't have nice things.
About this creation
Category - Suburban Clones
Opponent - Moses Mohsen
Group - 1
Bracket - 1G
Chance of Failure - Colossal
 This springing young chap 'ere-Sorry. This is Bobby. He is a heavy weapons man.
 This is Bobby's platoon. They are shooting.
 These are the forces Bobby's platoon are fighting today. However, both sides know that it'll soon be time to go home and thus, are fighting as much as they can before they call it a day.
 Seconds before work ends, Bobby risks a peek at the grand clock that watches over the battle every day, from 8:30 in the morning to 3:00 in the afternoon. Seeing as how it's Saturday, they get to end at 2:57, give or take a few seconds.
 As the seconds hand strikes, both sides stop abruptly and lay down their weapons.
 Commander: Alright, that's a wrap! See ya' on Monday, guys.
Jedi Mr. Red Cape: That was some good fighting, you guys. Bobby, nice work with the new heavy weapon.
Our Hero (Bobby): Thanks man. I really liked how you dropped out of nowhere this morning.
 Commander: Hey, wait a minute guys. Me and the troopers are goin' down to Al's Alley for a couple rounds'a bowling tomorrow. Wanna come?
Jedi Mr. Red Cape: I know I can't. The missus is in love with me again, now that I got this new force trick when we're under the sheets. "Nice and slow."
Commander: Oh, ok. My missus and I, we like to do it hard and fast. I remember once-
Jedi Mr. Blue Cape: -Whoa! To much information.
Commander: You think that's bad, you should it when Vader goes on. Or worse, the Emperor. man, that is some scary sh*t. Anyway, the rest of you comin'?
Jedi in unison: Yeah alright.
 Bobby: Hey Marty, you comin' down to the restaurant tonight?
Marty [a fellow clone]: Yeah, alright. I got nowhere better to be. See you there.
Later that night...
 Marty: Dude, when are you gonna replace that helmet?
Bobby: What, you mean the slight gap between my helmet's moustache-thingy?
Marty: What else?
Bobby: Look, I've told you. It proves that I've been around long enough to have been cloned when they still made the helmet with the moustache gap-thingy.
 Bobby: Heh, look over there. Looks like 3PO is taunting R2... again.
 C-3PO: Oh R2...
R2-D2: *sigh* What?
C-3PO: *snickers* You know you have to leave your crutches at the entrance, right?
R2-D2: I've told you before! THAT IS NOT FUNNY!
 *Unknown*: Hey guys!
Marty: Uh-oh. Please don't be-
Bobby: -Yep, it is.
 Endor Clone: Hey guys! What's up? Mind if I-
 Bobby: -Yes! We deeply mind!
Endor Clone: Oh come on! I can't even sit with you?
Marty: No way, Pocket-Man!
Later on at the restaurant...
 Marty: you know what's really weird? We haven't even been waitered on yet.
Bobby: Yeah, what's up with th-
AAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHH!!!
Bobby: That does sooooo not sound good.
 Marty: Maybe we should go che-WHOA!
Bobby: Don't worry, I came prepared.
Marty: That's government property!
Bobby: Shhh!
 Shannon Young: ARRRGGHHHHH!!
Marty: Wait, isn't that-
Bobby: Yep. It's my next door neighbor. The one who plays with all the weird plastic bricks and flinches whenever he sees me when I come home.
 Unknown Clone Trooper 1: Come play with us, Youngy...
Unknown Clone Trooper 2: Yeah. clone with us forever and ever and ever...
Bobby: Oh come on, guys! That's just mean.
And afterwards...
 Bobby: It's been almost an hour! What does it take to lay down a waitress in this place?!
Marty: Yeah... I've been wondering that as well... Wait, are we talking about the same thing?
I would like to thank:
Murphy and his toast for convincing me to cut my fingernails the day before the first round had begun.
Chris Phipson, who made me build with Star Wars minifigures, a habit I graciously gave up about four years ago.
NASA's satellites for informing Mr. Phipson that I only have five Star Wars Stormtroopers.
The only non-sarcastic thanks, my Mother/Mom/Mummy/Mama for helping get 25,000 multi-colorod plastic bricks sorted within two weeks and, therefore, making it possible for my to create this slander.
And finally, God, who made this whole event possible because she made life because she was bored because she hadn't been laid in quite some time.
Comments
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August 26, 2009 |
Well any smack directed at Young improves your standing with me greatly. Nice little story, but too bad your opponent didn't show to the party to give you the competition this moc deserves. Good luck in round 2. Lee. |
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Dude, before you go making comments saying that yours are way better, actually get a MOC that is decent or photographed. You do not have a better "crate" that Dave Sterling. good Day, and thank you for spamming me. |
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I like it |
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George Kemper August 23, 2009 |
Quoting Topsy Cret
Ooh, very nice, I love the coral on the sides. I like the idea with the flippers. Mind if I ask where you got the mermaid legs?
Good day
I got it from the new pirate ship set. Thanks for the comment.-George
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August 23, 2009 |
This is hilarious! |
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I made it |
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August 20, 2009 |
Quoting Master Shifu Leo J
Cool how you sneaked in ShannY in there!
Yeah, I know. I'm awesome like that. |
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I like it |
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August 19, 2009 |
Cool how you sneaked in ShannY in there! |
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I made it |
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August 17, 2009 |
Sure Imrav. Think about it. That is, if there was a god. Woman makes man, so god must be a woman to make mankind. Elementary, dear Watson. |
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I like it |
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August 16, 2009 |
Hilarious and well done ! The shot of the stormies in the restaurant is very funny, like all the story. Good luck ! |
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August 16, 2009 |
wait... god is a SHE?!?!??!?!?! HOLY MUTHER POOPER! |
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I like it |
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August 16, 2009 |
hahahaha awesome! Loved the thanks to God comment! good luck! |
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