COUNT POP:
I BET YOU THOUGHT YOU WERE GONNA HAVE TO PIN THE TAIL ON THE TYRANNOSAURUS
SINCE I COVERED UP YOUR EYES, HUH?
POP BRIDE: NO, BUT I DIDN'T EXPECT TO TOUCH
SOMETHING THIS GROSS! YUCK!
COUNT POP:
HAHA! WHY DON'T YOU REACH INTO THE OTHER SIDE OF THE CREEPY FEELY WALL AND
SEE WHAT WONDERS AWAIT YOUR EAGER HANDS!
POP BRIDE: WHAT THE HELL IS THIS!? IT FEELS
LIKE DEATH JUST THREW UP IN MY HANDS!!!
COUNT POP:
HE DID! HE THREW UP A HEARTY HANDFUL OF HALLOWEEN HOOTENANNY HILARITY INTO
YOUR HANDS! HOW ABOUT THAT!
POP BRIDE: OH MY GOD, THAT CREEPY FEELY GAME
WAS SOOOO GROSS! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!
WEREWOLF POP:
WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!? I PLAYED THAT GAME AND ALL I FELT WERE A
BUNCH OF CHEAP PLASTIC TOYS! I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHY HE BOTHERED COVERING MY
EYES, IT WAS SO OBVIOUS AND STUPID!
POP BRIDE: ARE YOU KIDDING ME!? YOU MUST BE,
BECAUSE I HAD DEATH PUKE IN MY HANDS!!
WEREWOLF POP:
OK LOOK, I'LL PLAY AGAIN AND *PROVE* TO YOU THAT THIS GAME ISN'T GROSS AT
ALL!
WEREWOLF POP:
OK COUNT, HIT ME UP FOR ROUND 2! I GOTTA SHOW POP BRIDE THAT THIS GAME IS
A PIECE O' CAKE!
COUNT POP:
SORRY, YOU GUESSED WRONG! THERE ARE NO CAKES BEHIND THE CREEPY FEELY WALL
FOR YOU TO GRAB! I GUESS YOU'RE NOT PSYCHIC AT ALL!
WEREWOLF POP:
JUST START THE GAME!
COUNT POP:
YOU GOT IT MY HAIRY HOMBRE!
WEREWOLF POP:
OK THIS IS... UHH... HMMM... OK, THIS IS DEFINITELY DIFFERENT FROM LAST
TIME. WHAT THE HELL IS THIS? IT DOESN'T FEEL LIKE A CHEAP TOY. IT'S LIKE
I'M GRABBING A CABBAGE THAT'S BEEN SITTING IN THE TRASH FOR ABOUT A WEEK
OR SOMETHING.
COUNT POP:
SORRY WOLFY, BUT YOU GUESSED WRONG! WHY DON'T YOU TAKE OFF THE EYE MASK
AND SEE WHAT HALLOWEENY HORRORS YOU'VE BEEN HANDLING!
POP BRIDE: I'D RATHER HAVE DEATH PUKE IN MY
HANDS FOR REAL THAN HAVE TO EVER TOUCH WHAT YOU JUST TOUCHED, WOLFMAN!
WEREWOLF POP:
SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UUUUUUPPP!!!
COUNT POP:
OK GUYS! SO THE NEXT GAME IS CALLED BONE BENDER, WHICH GOES AGAINST
EVERYTHING ALBERT EINSTEIN SAID ABOUT BONES BEING ABLE TO BEND! HIS THEORY
ABOUT HOW THEY WERE MADE OF CEMENT WAS BLOWN TO SHREDS BY THE GROOVIN'
GAME! YOUR BONES CAN ACTUALLY BEND BECAUSE THEY'RE MADE OF PLEXIGLASS!
POP BRIDE: SO IT'S A KNOCK-OFF OF "TWISTER"
THEN?
COUNT POP:
IT'S A KNOCK-ON OF "TWISTER" THEN, BECAUSE WE'RE GONNA GET ON THIS
BONE BENDER BOARD AND BOOGIE 'TIL THE BATS COME HOME!
POP BRIDE: UM, SHORT SKIRTS AND YOGA POSES
DON'T MIX, COUNT ME OUT, MR. POP.
COUNT POP:
OK, WELL YOU CAN BE IN CHARGE OF THE SPINNER THEN!
POP BRIDE: OK, PUT YOUR HAND ON ONE OF THE
MIDDLE PUMPKINS!
COUNT POP:
MISSION ACCOMPLISHED! DO I WIN A FROZEN YOGURT OR AN APPLEBEE'S GIFT
CERTIFICATE!?
POP BRIDE: NO! THE GAME IS JUST STARTING! OK,
IT'S YOUR TURN NOW, WEREWOLF POP... PUT YOUR HAND ON ONE OF THE TOP
SKULLS!
WEREWOLF POP:
OK, LOOK CAN I JUST FORFEIT NOW? I DON'T CARE IF I WIN OR NOT, REALLY!
COUNT POP:
WINNERS NEVER SAY QUIT AND WEREWOLVES NEVER SAY DIE, UNLESS SOMEBODY HAS A
SILVER BULLET, BUT THERE AREN'T ANY SILVER BULLET SQUARES ON THIS BONE
BENDER BOARD SO YOU'RE SAFE MY MAN! OK MY TURN AGAIN!
WEREWOLF POP:
WILL YOU STOP IT! GET YOUR CROTCH OUT OF MY FACE!
COUNT POP:
ELVIS BECAME FAMOUS FOR MOVES LIKE THIS AND SO WILL I!
WEREWOLF POP:
EAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!! *THUMP*
POP BRIDE: COUNT POP IS THE WINNER!
COUNT POP:
WINNING IS FOR WINNERS! AND WHETHER YOU'RE A WINNER OR A LOSER, YOU SHOULD
ALWAYS GET TOGETHER AND ENJOY EACH OTHER'S COMPANY AFTER A GAME! IT'S GOOD
SPORTSMANSHIP! AND I AM A SPORTY MAN WITHOUT A SHIP, BUT I DO HAVE SOME
DRINKS FOR MY WEREWOLF PAL!
COUNT POP:
DRINK UP!
WEREWOLF POP:
PLEASE TELL ME THERE'S VODKA IN THIS, OR SOME KIND OF DILUTED PAINKILLERS
AT LEAST.
COUNT POP:
ACTUALLY, IT'S LIQUID LICORICE! I DON'T KNOW HOW THEY MELTED THOSE
TWIZZLERS AND PUT THEM INSIDE THESE BOTTLES BUT IT MAKES ME WANT TO DRAG
RACE AROUND THE MOON IN CELEBRATION!
