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Jurassic Krap 3: part 11
By sgd goin down
When we last left our heroes
Billy: Ma'am, I'll go down on you anytime!
Amanda: KAAAMAAANDAAAMAAANDAAAAAAAH!!!
Paul: Hey kids! Buy Chef Boyardee's Overstuffed Beef Ravioli! Mmmmmm!
Grant: Asses to you! Eat me and you'll be poisoned!
We now return to Jurassic Krap 3!
Alan's feet were just inches away from the boiling soup water and in another minute, his whole body would be submerged! These raptors were crueler ad more intelligent than he'd ever realized! As the deadly dinosaurs licked their chops and rubbed their cutlery together, it looked like the end of Alan Grant. And that's when he heard it...
The Primal call of a Bull Ape rang out through the the jungle like a Banshee out of Hell! The kind often heard at night on expeditions into the darkest African jungles. But this wasn't Africa. Not that anybody cared at the moment. The raptors turned pale as ghosts, and scattered.
Swooping down from a vine, 14-year old Eric Kirby snatched Alan Grant just before he was about to dip into the bubbling water. The raptors ran for their lives and the two Tarmangani swung away. George of the Jungle's theme song came on in the background...
Eric: ER-IC-OF Isla Sorna, swings through Jurassic Park!
AAAAAAAYAI-YAI-YAI-AAAAAAYAI-YAI-YAI!
Grant: Watch Out for that CHARC(arodontosaurus)!
*Eric and Grant crash into a Carcharodontosaurus!*
Eric: ER-IC-OF Isla Sorna,
better get you camera!
AAAAYAI-YAI-YAI!
Grant: Watch out for that Para!
*They crash into a Para*
Eric: My favorite band is Primus
And when I don't know what the time is,
I just ask my friend, a Gallimimus!
Grant: Your folks figured you were dead,
but you were thriving here instead,
Now they won't replace you with a android called David!
Eric: ER-IC-OF Isla Sorna, Er Ic Of Isla Sorna...
*The guys swing off into the jungle singing that stupid song as day turns into night. Meanwhile, Billy, Paul and Amanda are up a tree not too far off. While Billy get's some shut-eye, Paul and Amanda have a chat*
Paul: Don't blame yourself, honey. It's not your fault.
Amanda: Don't worry, Paul, I'm blaming you for all of this.
Paul: Oh. Well. Ok, then.
*They look at each other and begin to make out. Paul starts to take off Amanda's shirt when he sees Billy, Wide-eyed and awake, looking their way*
Paul: Um, Billy, do you mind?
Billy: No, but they seem to.
*Billy points at a large group of disgusted Dinosaurs looking at the Kirbys*
Triceratops: Why don't you freaks get a room!
Ceratosaurus: Yeah, we're a very conservative island, why don't you sleazy pervs take your horizontal Tango Elsewhere!
Baby Pachy: Mommy, what are they doing?
Pachy: Look away, sweety, look away!
2 B Continued. (sorry this was short)
2/6/02 9:37:21 PM
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