Setting Some Ground Rules

It is clear from your responses (or lack thereof) that ya'll care little for tales about MiG gettin' some and so I will return to my safety zone of Marty...



Marty: Look, guys, we need to have a serious talk...

Billy, Bobby, & Dino: Yeah? What's up?

Marty: Well, the tour begins in about 5 days and we need to set some ground rules.

Bobby: Rules?

Billy: We don't need no stinking rules!

Marty: :sighs: Look, we're going to be spending about two months with JD and INXS and I'd like for everything to go smoothly. I don't want a bunch of drama and fighting between us and them.

Dino: Do you think we wouldn't win or something, cause we'd totally kick their asses

Dino (cont): ...what are the rules?

Marty: No referring to JD as JDidiot, JDumbass, JDickweed, and JDouchebag...Bobby: That's not fair, he's totally asking for it!

Billy: And it's fucking hilarious!

Marty: I'm fucking serious guys! No INXStinks, INXStupid, INXSucks, INXassholes...

Dino: Dude, is he fucking serious?

Bobby: I think so...Marty, are you serious?

Marty: What do you think?

Backstage at the first concert of the tour...

Marty: You guys ready?

Bobby: Dude, I'm always ready!

Billy: Fuckin' A, man!

Dino: Let's turn this mother out!

Marty: Right...let's kick the shit outta Jtard and his band, INXShitheads!

Slight changes cause I may have used the wrong pic in one instance so I fixed that and gave Billy a bit more to say. ;-)