(Fanfic) The Party - Part 1

Feb 20, 199938 posts by 16 postersalt.tv.southpark
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SOUTH PARK The Party - Part 1 by Steve Sutton

(Garrison is drawing something on the blackboard.) Garrison: Okay, class, because of some stupid law that was just passed, you're required to learn about human reproduction, so let's get this over with. Pip (raising his hand): Mister Garrison, sir? Garrison: Yes, Pip, what is it? Pip: I don't mean to be forward, or anything, but is this subject really appropriate for eight-year-olds? Garrison: No, Pip, it isn't. That's why I'm going to try like hell to avoid talking about it. Pip: Oh, I see. Garrison (turning to the blackboard): Anyway, class, who can tell me what this is? (Kyle raises his hand.) Garrison: Yes, Kyle? Kyle: A marshmellow? Garrison: Sorry, Kyle. Anyone else? Clyde: Is it the Empire State Building? Garrison: No, Clyde, it's not the Empire State Building. Kenny: {Oooooh! I know! It's a penis with a lot of hair around it!} Garrison: It's a cloud, dammit! And this thing on top of it is the Kingdom of Heaven! Now, pay attention! When your mom and dad love each other very much, God rewards them by putting a baby in your mom's stomach. When the baby gets too big, she has to go to the hospital so the doctors can take it out. Kyle: But, Mister Garrison... Garrison: Yes, Kyle? Kyle: I'm Jewish, we don't believe in God or Heaven. Stan: Yeah, besides, everybody knows babies happen when a man puts his penis in a woman's vagina and squirts semen into it. Clyde: Yeah. Garrison: Well, that does it! You get yourself to the principal's office, right now, Stanley! Stan: But what did I do? Garrison: Sorry, Stan, but playing stupid isn't going to work this time. (Stan looks at Kyle. Kyle shrugs and Stan heads to the principal's office.) Garrison: Okay, now that we've got that nasty business out of the way, let's move onto the finer points of The Dukes of Hazzard. When the original Dukes left the show... Cartman: Hey, you guys, my mom's going out of town this weekend, and she's leaving me home alone...you know, like in that movie, "Home Alone"...so, why don't you guys come over and we'll have a party, or something. Kyle: Where's your mom going? Cartman: She has to go to Denver for a business meeting. Kyle: Business meeting? What the hell are you talking about, Cartman? Your mom doesn't work. Cartman: She does so work! She happens to have a very good job, Kyle! Kyle: Oh, yeah? Where? Garrison: Is there a problem, boys? Kyle: No, Mister Garrison. We were just talking about Cartman's mom's job. Garrison: Well, his mom doesn't have a job, Kyle. She's a whore. Cartman: Ay! Garrison: Besides, what has she got to do with The Dukes of Hazzard? Kenny: {She probably fucked them.} Garrison: Yes, Kenny, very likely. Anyway, there were actually several different General Lees used during the show's production... Cartman: So, you guys wanna come over, or what? Kyle: Sure, whatever. Kenny: {I'll be there.} Pip: Sounds like jolly good fun, Eric. Cartman: Yes, it does. Too bad you're going to miss it, Pip, ol' chap! Pip (disappointed): Yes. Yes, that is too bad. (Later that evening, the Marshes are at the dinner table, eating dinner. Shelley is making all kinds of slurping noises while she eats. Stan watches her uncomfortably.) Stan: Mom, when is Shelley going to lose her headgear? Shelley: Why? Is it bothering you, twirp? Stan: No, dude, I was just asking. Sharon: Well, Stan, the dentist isn't really sure. Stan: Why not? Randy: Your sister won't lay off the sweets, son. Sharon: Yes, and all that sugar just keeps eating away at her teeth and gums. Stan: But, I thought the headgear was just to keep her teeth straight. Randy: It is, son, but it also keeps them from falling out. Stan: Oh. Shelley: Can we please stop talking about my teeth? Sharon: Of course, dear. Stan: Don't you brush you're teeth, Shelley? Shelley: I'll brush you if you don't change the subject, twirp. Stan (pausing): What does THAT mean? Randy: Now, son, let's not dwell on your sister's shortcomings. Sharon: Yes, Stan. Tell us what you learned in school, today. Stan: Oh. Well, Mister Garrison told us where babies come from. (Randy chokes on some food.) Sharon (shocked): He...did? Stan: Yeah, he explained the whole thing. Sharon (flatly): He did? Stan: Yep. Sharon: Well, what exactly did he say, Stanley? Stan: He said that babies happen when a mother and father love each other very much, and that their love is rewarded with a baby that God sends down from Heaven. Sharon (relieved): Ohh... Stan: Yeah, and when I told him that babies happen when a man puts his penis in a woman's vagina and squirts semen into it, I got sent to the principal's office. (Sharon almost faints and falls out of her seat.) Randy (standing up): Stanley Marsh, you get upstairs to bed right this minute, mister! Stan: But I'm not finished eating. Randy: Well, you should've thought of that before giving your mother a coronary! Stan (getting up): Man! Shelley (taunting): Stan got in trou-ble, Stan got in trou-ble... Stan: Shut up, Shelley. (Shelley punches him as he starts for the stairs.) Shelley: You want a piece of me, twirp? Sharon: That's enough, you two! Stanley, up to bed, now! Stan: I'm going!

TO BE CONTINUED...

That's *really* good. One of the best fics I've seen.

(If you're reading this on the 20th, anyone, it's Kurt Cobain's birthday. This day is celebrated by getting drunk. Do so.)

Martin Hazelbower ([email]) A Menace to Sobriety and Writer of Illiterature "Look on the bright side. There's suicide." --Kurt Cobain

Thanks, dude.

Actually, it's 12:08am, so that makes it the 21st. Anyway, happy belated birthday, Kurt Cobain!

Um...Who's Kurt Cobain?

Steve

could someone repost it please?
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Um...It was just posted yesterday. Anyway, when I finish it, I'm going to post the finished version in alt.tv.southpark.creative. If you can't wait, go to www.dejanews.com and search the messages for "(Fanfic) The Party".

Steve

On 21 Feb 1999 15:56:43 GMT, "Steve Sutton" wrote:

yeah but it didn't come up on my news server :(
dejanews is too much hassle. me lazy.
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On 21 Feb 1999 05:14:15 GMT, "Steve Sutton" wrote:

You're kidding, right?

----- Lone Wolf My Kung-Fu is the best.

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Some rock star who couldn't handle fame and money,
so he put a shotgun in his mouth.
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On Sun, 21 Feb 1999 16:19:36 -0500, Dave wrote:

Yeah... god forbid someone in the music industry doesn't care about money and just wants to be recognized as a serious artist, right?

----- Lone Wolf My Kung-Fu is the best.

"Kenny G has a Christmas album out this year. Happy birthday, Jesus! Hope ya like CRAP!" - Norm MacDonald

"Who would've thought that beer would make people fight?" - Lewis, The Drew Carey Show

In article , [email] wrote:

He was clinically depressed. It's a disease. Understand?

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On Tue, 23 Feb 1999 16:58:33 -0800, [email] (Martin Hazelbower) wrote:

And the heroin didn't help.

----- Lone Wolf My Kung-Fu is the best.

"Kenny G has a Christmas album out this year. Happy birthday, Jesus! Hope ya like CRAP!" - Norm MacDonald

"Who would've thought that beer would make people fight?" - Lewis, The Drew Carey Show

On Tue, 23 Feb 1999 16:58:33 -0800, [email] (Martin Hazelbower) wrote:

And the heroin didn't help.

Good answer. Prozac and smack don't mix. [email] (Hammer nail here--> <-- for a new monitor.) Seinfeld FAQ http://www.geocities.com/Hollywood/Set/7217/faq.html

In article , "Steve Sutton" wrote:

Former front-man/guitarist/lead singer for the now defunct band Nirvana. KC killed himself several years ago, which also resulted in the death of Nirvana.

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On 21 Feb 1999 18:12:20 GMT, "Steve Sutton" wrote:

Lead singer of Nirvana that committed suicide a few years back. One of the innovators of grunge and an incredible musician.

----- Lone Wolf My Kung-Fu is the best.

"Kenny G has a Christmas album out this year. Happy birthday, Jesus! Hope ya like CRAP!" - Norm MacDonald

"Who would've thought that beer would make people fight?" - Lewis, The Drew Carey Show

could someone repost this please?

On 21 Feb 1999 05:14:15 GMT, "Steve Sutton" wrote:

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Reposted as requested ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ SOUTH PARK The Party - Part 1 by Steve Sutton

(Garrison is drawing something on the blackboard.) Garrison: Okay, class, because of some stupid law that was just passed, you're required to learn about human reproduction, so let's get this over with. Pip (raising his hand): Mister Garrison, sir? Garrison: Yes, Pip, what is it? Pip: I don't mean to be forward, or anything, but is this subject really appropriate for eight-year-olds? Garrison: No, Pip, it isn't. That's why I'm going to try like hell to avoid talking about it. Pip: Oh, I see. Garrison (turning to the blackboard): Anyway, class, who can tell me what this is? (Kyle raises his hand.) Garrison: Yes, Kyle? Kyle: A marshmellow? Garrison: Sorry, Kyle. Anyone else? Clyde: Is it the Empire State Building? Garrison: No, Clyde, it's not the Empire State Building. Kenny: {Oooooh! I know! It's a penis with a lot of hair around it!} Garrison: It's a cloud, dammit! And this thing on top of it is the Kingdom of Heaven! Now, pay attention! When your mom and dad love each other very much, God rewards them by putting a baby in your mom's stomach. When the baby gets too big, she has to go to the hospital so the doctors can take it out. Kyle: But, Mister Garrison... Garrison: Yes, Kyle? Kyle: I'm Jewish, we don't believe in God or Heaven. Stan: Yeah, besides, everybody knows babies happen when a man puts his penis in a woman's vagina and squirts semen into it. Clyde: Yeah. Garrison: Well, that does it! You get yourself to the principal's office, right now, Stanley! Stan: But what did I do? Garrison: Sorry, Stan, but playing stupid isn't going to work this time. (Stan looks at Kyle. Kyle shrugs and Stan heads to the principal's office.) Garrison: Okay, now that we've got that nasty business out of the way, let's move onto the finer points of The Dukes of Hazzard. When the original Dukes left the show... Cartman: Hey, you guys, my mom's going out of town this weekend, and she's leaving me home alone...you know, like in that movie, "Home Alone"...so, why don't you guys come over and we'll have a party, or something. Kyle: Where's your mom going? Cartman: She has to go to Denver for a business meeting. Kyle: Business meeting? What the hell are you talking about, Cartman? Your mom doesn't work. Cartman: She does so work! She happens to have a very good job, Kyle! Kyle: Oh, yeah? Where? Garrison: Is there a problem, boys? Kyle: No, Mister Garrison. We were just talking about Cartman's mom's job. Garrison: Well, his mom doesn't have a job, Kyle. She's a whore. Cartman: Ay! Garrison: Besides, what has she got to do with The Dukes of Hazzard? Kenny: {She probably fucked them.} Garrison: Yes, Kenny, very likely. Anyway, there were actually several different General Lees used during the show's production... Cartman: So, you guys wanna come over, or what? Kyle: Sure, whatever. Kenny: {I'll be there.} Pip: Sounds like jolly good fun, Eric. Cartman: Yes, it does. Too bad you're going to miss it, Pip, ol' chap! Pip (disappointed): Yes. Yes, that is too bad. (Later that evening, the Marshes are at the dinner table, eating dinner. Shelley is making all kinds of slurping noises while she eats. Stan watches her uncomfortably.) Stan: Mom, when is Shelley going to lose her headgear? Shelley: Why? Is it bothering you, twirp? Stan: No, dude, I was just asking. Sharon: Well, Stan, the dentist isn't really sure. Stan: Why not? Randy: Your sister won't lay off the sweets, son. Sharon: Yes, and all that sugar just keeps eating away at her teeth and gums. Stan: But, I thought the headgear was just to keep her teeth straight. Randy: It is, son, but it also keeps them from falling out. Stan: Oh. Shelley: Can we please stop talking about my teeth? Sharon: Of course, dear. Stan: Don't you brush you're teeth, Shelley? Shelley: I'll brush you if you don't change the subject, twirp. Stan (pausing): What does THAT mean? Randy: Now, son, let's not dwell on your sister's shortcomings. Sharon: Yes, Stan. Tell us what you learned in school, today. Stan: Oh. Well, Mister Garrison told us where babies come from. (Randy chokes on some food.) Sharon (shocked): He...did? Stan: Yeah, he explained the whole thing. Sharon (flatly): He did? Stan: Yep. Sharon: Well, what exactly did he say, Stanley? Stan: He said that babies happen when a mother and father love each other very much, and that their love is rewarded with a baby that God sends down from Heaven. Sharon (relieved): Ohh... Stan: Yeah, and when I told him that babies happen when a man puts his penis in a woman's vagina and squirts semen into it, I got sent to the principal's office. (Sharon almost faints and falls out of her seat.) Randy (standing up): Stanley Marsh, you get upstairs to bed right this minute, mister! Stan: But I'm not finished eating. Randy: Well, you should've thought of that before giving your mother a coronary! Stan (getting up): Man! Shelley (taunting): Stan got in trou-ble, Stan got in trou-ble... Stan: Shut up, Shelley. (Shelley punches him as he starts for the stairs.) Shelley: You want a piece of me, twirp? Sharon: That's enough, you two! Stanley, up to bed, now! Stan: I'm going!

TO BE CONTINUED...

BitchMom wrote in message ...

Uh, hee hee...I would've reposted it myself, but, since I'm going to repost the whole thing when I'm finished with it, I didn't really see the need. :-)

Steve

On 23 Feb 1999 02:42:40 GMT, "Steve Sutton" wrote:

<whiney mode> but i can't wait that long!!! </whiney mode> <realizes fanfic is reposted > that was sweet! can't wait to se how it turns out :) =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- "I love you guys... ah screw you guys!" (Cartman) " " (Silent Bob)

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In article , "Steve Sutton" wrote:

<big fit mode> AAAAAAAAAAH! Pleasepleasepleaseplease don't tell ask who Kurt Cobain is! </big fit mode>. Uh... sorry. Kurt Cobain was the lead singer/songwriter/guitarist for Nirvana.

the_davester nirvanasongs @ yahoo.com http://www.geocities.com/~dgisoft/nirvana/ "And if you save yourself, you will make him happy He'll keep you in a jar, and you will seem happy He'll give you breathing holes, and you'll think you're happy He'll cover you with dust, and you will seem happy Now..."

In article , "Steve Sutton" wrote:

Who gives a shit if it's mainstream? Nirvana was one of the best bands of all time. (Behind Sabbath, Metallica and Tool, in my estimation.)

Martin Hazelbower ([email]) A Menace to Sobriety and Writer of Illiterature "Look on the bright side. There's suicide." --Kurt Cobain

In article , [email] (Martin Hazelbower) wrote:

Don't forget Pink Floyd, Soundgarden and BOC!

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On Tue, 23 Feb 1999 21:49:38 -0500, [email] (Dain of the Iron Hills) wrote:

Hey... you're forgetting Alice in Chains and AC/DC.

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In article , David Jackson wrote:

Two words for you: Led Zeppelin. And The Beatles. Aerosmith (older Aerosmith). Moody Blues, The Who, Tom Petty, and the Doors.

the_davester nirvanasongs @ yahoo.com http://www.geocities.com/~dgisoft/nirvana/ "Remember... sentience is overrated" -- Me

Cobain was a cowardly little turd who didnt have the balls to live! "Boo Hoo! Im a rich and famous rock star! My life is soooo hard!" Id like to see that whiney little prick change places with me for about a weekand he'd be begging for his rock star lifestyle! The only one I feel bad for is his kid, that child is stuck with a junky whore for a mother and a dead faggot for a father. The only one who should be commended in this situation is the Winchester Repeating Arms Co., for their fine line of shotguns. Thank God, no more Nirvana! He was a loser, stop worshiping him and trying to make his birthday a holiday. He was a punk. Have a nice day. Love, Dave

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What is your problem? The guy had mental issues. He probably had issues that the paperazzi didn't get at and sons of a bitches like you just HAD to make fun of him. OK, let's say you DID swap places, how would yopu like to be pressured into playing live concerts, lookin' after a wife and kid AND talking to big fat fuckers about record deals? Huh? Now whatcha got to say. I may sound like a stupid fucker, but give the guy spome space. I think that shitheads like you make this world a fucking hell hole. Get a life

-Stumpy

Dave wrote in message ... Cobain was a cowardly little turd who didnt have the balls to live! "Boo Hoo! Im a rich and famous rock star! My life is soooo hard!" Id like to see that whiney little prick change places with me for about a weekand he'd be begging for his rock star lifestyle! The only one I feel bad for is his kid, that child is stuck with a junky whore for a mother and a dead faggot for a father. The only one who should be commended in this situation is the Winchester Repeating Arms Co., for their fine line of shotguns. Thank God, no more Nirvana! He was a loser, stop worshiping him and trying to make his birthday a holiday. He was a punk. Have a nice day. Love, Dave

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Good one, Stumpy. I'm glad that not all people are world-class assholes.

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In article , "Stumpy" wrote:

I don't even CONSIDER the words "all time" until I hear the 10th album.
Let's try not to confuse trendy post-pubescent angst with the likes of
Led Zeppelin or the Stones or the Beatles or Bad Company or the Eagles
or KISS or Billy Joel or the Who or...
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Kurt Cobains birthday huh? I want tocelebrate by doing heroine and blowing off my head with a 20 gauge!

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In the thread (Fanfic) The Party - Part 1, Dave scrawled:

BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!, now this is the kind of humour which I like to see. 8=) MASTER mailto:[email]

In the year of 1492, Columbus sailed the ocean blue...leading Congress to subpoena Steve Sutton's travel records for that date, which revealed this:

~SOUTH PARK ~The Party - Part 1

*snipping sniper stole the Chips Ahoy!*

Dude, killer start. Finish it now.

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And I'm glad you went first. Now maybe I won't have to write anything for a while. ^_~

Merry.

AIM: WidowMerry Sister of Carmel "...K." --Kyle, "Damien"

Thanks. I'm gonna try to have it done by next weekend. It took me about a week to write my last one, so that's how much time I'm going to start giving myself to write them. :-)

a while.

Ah, come on. :-)

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Steve Sutton wrote in message ...

<<Snipped great fic>>>

Woah, Dude, can't wait to see how this ends. FINISH IT!!!!!!

---- Cronos ---- A bus station is where a bus stops. A train station is where a train stops. My desk is a work station.

Been a little busy with other things, so I haven't had time to add much to it. Thanks for the response, I'll try to write some more later today.