Grandpa Bones . Mister Bones is getting overworked. He is CEO of Dem Bones, an actor at the studio, and now he has to also oversee the new Dem Bones Blog! Bones needs some help; time to dig up some more family members….literally. .
Mister Bones: “OH, my head….first all these series, then the new groups and now the Dem Bones Blog. I don’t have enough time to do everything!”
Mister Bones: “Come in.”
Lydia Bones: “Hi Uncle, hey, what’s wrong?”
Mister Bones: “Well, I'm out of coffee for one thing. Oh, we need some more help around here Lydia. I am getting too busy with acting, the blog and being the CEO; you are tied up doing casting and wardrobe; SigBooner is already overworked doing the writing and producing while also being the chef; and Spooky Bones is busy directing and doing the lighting.”
Lydia Bones: “Maybe we should hire someone?”
Mister Bones: “We are already over budget as it is with all these actors we have. No, we need to find someone cheap who can act as the CAO (Chief Accounting Officer) to take over the budget from me.”
Lydia Bones: “Well, Spooky and I work for free, mainly since you are too cheap to pay us, how about another family member?”
Mister Bones: “That’s brilliant! Grandpa Bones used to be an accountant for the Mafi, um….for some businessmen. Let’s go to graveyard and wake him up!”
Lydia Bones: “But it is nighttime! How will you know where to even look? He has been dead for 80 years!”
Mister Bones: “Don’t worry, I’ll know, come on!”
Mister Bones: “See, not too hard to see which tomb is his.”
Lydia Bones: “It is through all this rain. Holy crap! That is one ostentatious tomb!”
Mister Bones: “Yeah, Gramps always was a show off. Why did you bring a shovel? It is a tomb.”
Lydia Bones: “Because you did not tell me it was a tomb you moron!”
Mister Bones: “That is no way to talk to your Uncle Lydia, but I forgive you because you are a girl, and girls have these odd things called…..expectations. Once you learn to lower your expectations, you will be happier.”
Lydia Bones: “After all this time with you, Uncle, those expectations are diminishing rapidly. I wish this rain would stop, no one will be able to see the MOC through all this.”
Mister Bones: “That is a good point, hopefully it will stop by the next picture.”
Lydia Bones: "What makes you think it will stop in the next picture?"
Mister Bones: "I read the script before we left."
Mister Bones: “Ah, it stopped, good timing. OK, let me get the door open here.”
Lydia Bones: “No lock? Anyone could get in there.”
Mister Bones: “It is a tomb covered in skulls and fire, who would want to open it?”
Lydia Bones: “Us apparently. Um, why is nothing wet after all that rain?”
Mister Bones: “All right, let me drag the casket out here where I can get it open. We need to hurry, the sun is rising and people get all freaked out when I rob graves and tombs.”
Lydia Bones: “You’ve done this before? Hey, why is there a mummy engraved on it?”
Mister Bones: “Sshhh! I was hoping no one would notice that since it is black!”
Lydia Bones: “Oh, sorry. Ignore the mummy engraving folks!”
Mister Bones: "Lydia, stop talking to the fourth wall and hold the torch higher."
Mister Bones: “Ok, ah, there he is, and just in time, the sun is up. Grandpa! Grandpa, wake up, I need some help!”
Lydia Bones: “Um, Uncle, he’s dead.”
Mister Bones: “So are we, the undead can wake up other undead.”
Lydia Bones: “This is so weird, maybe I should go work at VYB Studios.”
Mister Bones: “Grandpa? How are you? It’s me, Mister Bones.”
Grandpa Bones: “Mister Bones? What are you waking me up for Bones? I was dreaming about that little Mexican skeleton I met down in Guadalajara.”
Mister Bones: “I need your help at the studios Grandpa, we are getting overworked and the budget is suffering. Will you come work for me at Dem Bones as the CAO?”
Grandpa Bones: “Screwed up the money again, eh? Well, all right, I’ll do it.”
Lydia Bones: "wow, this graveyard looks like crap in daylight. Anyone ever do any gardening in here?"
Mister Bones: "Now I see why I put you in casting and wardrobe, you are worse than VYB Builder."
Mister Bones: “Thanks Grandpa! I’ll just put the casket back in the tomb.”
Grandpa Bones: “Hello Lydia, he roped you into working there too huh?”
Lydia Bones: “Hello Grandpa, yes he did, and Spooky.”
Grandpa Bones: “Well, Spooky never was that bright!”
Lydia Bones: “HAHA, that is true.”
Mister Bones: “Can we just go?”
Mister Bones: “Grandpa, you will be the CAO at Dem Bones, I spoke with the President and he agrees, we will get you an office as soon as the lazy assed president builds one.”
Grandpa Bones: “OK, I also want a bedroom and some ladies.”
Lydia Bones: “Ladies? Grandpa, you are so….old.”
Grandpa Bones: “Never too old for ladies Lydia!”
Mister Bones: “HAHAHAHA, good old Grandpa, you never change!”
Lydia Bones: “Oh Lord, this will not end well.”
Dem Notes: Well there you have it folks! The latest member of the Dem Bones staff, Grandpa Bones! Oh, hilarity will no doubt ensue!!! Yes, some of you may have noticed that Mister Bones re-designed his office, making it bigger, afterall, he has so much work to do. Below are a few extra shots of the tomb because I like the tomb, may build one in real life to bury me in.
Hmmm, that is a big asse...um, rather large tomb!