Okay, I have to write this down before I write anything else. My brother just got back from seeing a really rich guy's office, and it inspired him to make up this story about him being a millionaire.
So he goes to school for who knows how long to be a surgeon, right? When he finally gets out, he says, "Oh no, I'm broke!" because he is out of money. He goes to a surgeon office and asks for the job. They say, "Sure" and then he does surgery on somebody's knee.
When he gets his paycheck, (which is one million dollars) for the month, he throws all of the money in the air and screams "I'm rich!!"
Suddenly he has really fancy stylish clothes, a Batman Car (like the one from Batman Begins), and a mansion. He is walking through town one day, and sees me in some old junky Honda. I say, "Whoa, Henry-"
But then he says, "What are you doing in that?? Jimmy, get over here!"
Some guy named jimmy comes up to my little vehicle and smashes it up with a baseball bat. I begin to yell in anger, but then I gasp as another Batman car comes driving up. I say, "Wow! Thanks Henry!"
I open the car door, and there are a million dollars on the seat. I start thanking him again. Then he says suavely, "There's more where that came from." He looks off-screen and sees a safe. "Open it up."
He didn't say who opened it, (maybe he meant to say that it was me that opened it) but somebody did, and an avalanche of money came out.
Henry screamed , "NO!!" like my dad always does, and the money flooded half of the town! When Henry woke up, he was in the river, with piles of money everywhere. He yelled, "Who did this??"
Some random guy in the crowd raises his hand. Then Henry says like a Nazi drill Sargent, "Kill 'im." While pointing in the guy's direction.
All of a sudden, Henry gets another paycheck. He cries, "NO!!" Once again as the money avalanche fills up the other half of the city.
"Oh great, now everybody is going to steal my money!" Henry cries to the world, " 'call this a democracy!! Ah well."
And so he and I left town and went to go see his mansion, which was enormous, and Henry begins to ride his dirtbike in his living room. That's right, in his living room! I ask, "Hey, can I use your bathroom?" To him after he gets off.
"Oh yes, come see!" He opens the door and reveals a golden toilet. I am in there for half an hour. He says, "Keenan?" and opens it up and finds me still admiring the golden toilet.
"Can I have it?" I plead to my brother.
"Sure. Hey Jimmy, go get another toilet!"
I take the toilet to my humble little house, and my wife says, "Honey, where did you get that?"
I say, "Henry gave it to us; isn't that nice? I'm going to go sell it."
And so I leave, sell the toilet for (wait for it) one million dollars. I then buy a more decent suburban home for my family and me to live in. When Uncle Henry comes to visit, he exclaims "What is this?? Jimmy, you know what to do."
An enormous wrecking ball comes out of nowhere and smashes the house to the ground. I start to scream, "No! My new house! That was a million dollars!"
"Shhyut up," Henry says, "okay, bring it in."
An enormous crane comes out of nowhere, holding a mansion just like the one that Henry had. It was placed on the remains of my demolished house. It WAS Henry's mansion, but he only gave it to me because he had gotten a new one twice as big!
Henry and his sons (he had 3 boys, one 18, one 15, and one 10) then rode dirtbikes in their living room again, in their new mansion. I'm there with my much younger children to check out the new home. When we go to his game room, Henry stated "Okay, this room is for adults only. And my sons, since they are... trained." My kids protest, and then I say, "Alright kids, go to the playroom!"
The playroom is the size of the gym at the YMCA.
So we go into the game room, and it is filled with computers and technology. Henry has all of his most favorite games and ones that he wished he had there. There are also movies, and Henry sticks in Newsies (because he knows that I used to like that movie a ton when I was a kid). But after watching it briefly, Henry says, "I make my OWN movies." with madness in his eyes. He throws in another DVD of himself driving around town on a motorbike with an airsoft gun, shooting people as he went through town on a mad rampage.
He says to me, "Hey, remember when you were on your mission and I was 16? Watch this." He sticks in another DVD.
"Wait, you didn't tell me you did all of this while I was gone. YOU LIE!" I cry (just to make things more dramatic, I guess??)
The video he put in was one where he borrowed (or rented, in another way he told it) the bishop's car. It's almost just like the other video with the airsoft gun and the rampage, only he takes the car for a wild, extreme spin. But the movie ends when he is captured by the "cops".
Just totally randomly, there are two policemen that appear in the game room. They watch the movie, and then say, "Wait, we forgot to punish him for doing that! Get him!"
A bunch of policemen come out of nowhere and Henry somehow gets away in his Batmobile. They take me and throw me in jail, thinking I was the one to blame. Henry's three sons run to the caution room. There is a sign on the door of the room that says, "If the police ever show up, come in here."
So they come out in iron man suits. That's right. Iron man suits. They give their dad a call with a built in cell phone: "So dad, what do we do now?"
"Blow the whole place up!!"
So they explode the mansion with all of their guns and whatnot, and then fly away. A lot of rich people come out of nowhere and tell the police, "Henry stole all of our stuff! That's why he's so rich!" And so Henry becomes a criminal at large, but they think that I am Henry!
So they lock me up, and Henry and sons (in his secret lair) develops a bomb that can blow up half of the planet. So Henry brings the bomb to the jail to break me out, right? Well, he uses it and I somehow survive the blast. The problem is, that I am now falling into the center of the Earth because half of the Earth is now gone! But, of course, Henry flies in and saves the day and takes me to the other side of the planet.
The End
I'm sorry, this is a really really rough draft. I just needed to get the idea down. My little bro thought this story up in 15 minutes. It probably doesn't sound as good when written down, but the way that my little brother tells it makes it hilarious.
Op, too late. I'll write my journal entry tomorrow.
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