Post by firebomb on Aug 31, 2011 18:43:48 GMT -6
Me & My Wife
Opening credits Show Kelly Dancing on a stripper pole that quickly fades to Robert at Larry’s Used Cars
Baby, don’t you wanna, dance upon me,
(I just wanna dance next to you)
To another time and place.
Staring
Baby, don’t you wanna, dance upon me,
Firebomb Commito
(Are you ready)
Leaving behind my name, my age.
Britney Spears
I’m a slave for you. (Take that)
I cannot hold it; I cannot control it.
I’m a slave (It just feels right) for you. (It just feels good)
I won’t deny it; I’m not trying to hide it. (Baby)
Richard Kline
(Shows then embracing each other on the couch)
Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOA)
Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOOOA)
Get it get it, get it get it (OOOHHHH)
[Panting]
Get it get it, get it get it
Created by Firebomb Commito
Episode 2 A VJ IN TJ (Written By Firebomb Commito)
Opening credits Show Kelly Dancing on a stripper pole that quickly fades to Robert at Larry’s Used Cars
Baby, don’t you wanna, dance upon me,
(I just wanna dance next to you)
To another time and place.
Staring
Baby, don’t you wanna, dance upon me,
Firebomb Commito
(Are you ready)
Leaving behind my name, my age.
Britney Spears
I’m a slave for you. (Take that)
I cannot hold it; I cannot control it.
I’m a slave (It just feels right) for you. (It just feels good)
I won’t deny it; I’m not trying to hide it. (Baby)
Richard Kline
(Shows then embracing each other on the couch)
Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOA)
Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOOOA)
Get it get it, get it get it (OOOHHHH)
[Panting]
Get it get it, get it get it
Created by Firebomb Commito
Episode 2 A VJ IN TJ (Written By Firebomb Commito)
Act 1
Robert Jones is sitting in his living room, reading his newspaper when his Boss Larry Dallas walks in, Robert puts down the paper not amused that Larry is there
LD: Rob, my pal I got the ultimate job assignment for you.
RJ: What do you want me to do Larry?
LD: Oh Nothing, go to Tijuana and pick up a car!
RJ: Wait, is this a joke!
LD: No, got a new business partner out there the car is already paid for here’s the paper work.
As Larry hands Robert the paper work he looks it over.
RJ: You want me to go to Mexico to pick up a 76 Volkswagen.
LD: Take Kelly with you nothing like a working vacation, maybe Kelly can pick up some work out there to.
(Enormously loud blast of screaming laughter from audience)
RJ: Larry, I don’t know why I haven’t hurt you yet!
LD: Because I am your boss. And I can fire you!
(Enormously loud blast of screaming laughter from audience)
As Robert yells into the other room
RJ: Hey Kelly Come Here!
As Kelly walks in wearing a very sexy outfit that shows her cleavage, Larry is looking at her chest, and admires it as he smiles.
LD: Kelly, Rob wants to take you on an all-expense paid trip to Tijuana.
KJ: Cool, I never been to Canada before
(Enormously loud blast of screaming laughter from audience)
Larry and Robert smirks
LD: Yea you know park warm it’s cold up north now a days.
RJ: Kelly, Tijuana is in Mexico, now south.
As Kelly looks down at her cleavage she commits
KJ: Good, I was afraid I was going to have to cover up my boys.
RJ: Yea, you’re going want pack warm, Candia gets cold!
(Enormously loud blast of screaming laughter from audience)
Act 2
As Robert and Kelly are in the car driving in Tijuana in the car pulling a trailer with the radio playing, as Robert is driving Kelly is sitting in the passenger seat
Poppin bottles in the ice, like a blizzard
When we drink we do it right gettin slizzard
Sippin sizzurp in my ride, in my ride, like Three 6
Now I'm feelin so fly like a G6
Like a G6, Like a G6
Now now now now now now I'm feelin so fly like a G6
Like a G6, Like a G6
Now now now now now now I'm feelin so fly like a G6
When we drink we do it right gettin slizzard
Sippin sizzurp in my ride, in my ride, like Three 6
Now I'm feelin so fly like a G6
Like a G6, Like a G6
Now now now now now now I'm feelin so fly like a G6
Like a G6, Like a G6
Now now now now now now I'm feelin so fly like a G6
As Robert and Kelly jive to the music when Rob notices he is being lighted up by Tijuana police. He has a pissed off look on his face as Kelly looks concerned.
KJ: What did you do now?
RJ: Nothing, but nothing this La Chonta, I going to be a drug dealer.
KJ: Sure, why do you think that every cop is corrupt!
RJ: Because every Mexican cop is corrupt.
KJ: Watch your just spending, and they are going to give you a warning.
As Robert pulls over, the Mexican cop walks towards the car as the Wild West showdown theme plays. Robert looks scared while Kelly is putting on her lipstick and looking all nice
Cop: Excuse me sir, I pulled you over cause, you look like you’re a drug smuggler.
RJ: WHAT?
(Enormously loud blast of screaming laughter from audience)
Cop: A Lot of Pro Wresters come here and buy deca and bring back to the states.
RJ: Do I LOOK like a Pro Wrester?
KJ: You do look like that Pro Wrestler Firebomb!
RJ: I do not!, that guy is makes Charlie Sheen look normal
(Enormously loud blast of screaming laughter from audience)
Cop: Out Of the car sir!
As the cop walks Robert back to the car Kelly reacts nervously.
KJ: Can we do anything to work this out.
Cop: I don’t know, how much money you got!
KJ: You take Visa or American Express.
Cop: Let’s go
KJ: Wait I will let you touch these!
As the Cop and Robert look shocked seeing Kelly topless standing in front of them.
Act 3
Robert and Kelly are sitting up in there bed, Robert is reading a Playboy with Angel on the cover, while Kelly is reading W with Britney Spears on the cover.
RJ: You know you showed that you really loved me.
KJ: it’s a wife’s job to take care of her husband!
RJ: Yea, but that was a little over board, don’t you think!
KJ: We are home here in Santa Monica.
RJ: I guess that is all that matters.
Credit stinger is Rolled as the lead actors Britney Spears and Firebomb talk while firebomb is txting on his phone.
BS: a huge 8.9 earthquake and subsequent tsunami hit Japan, causing widespread destruction wait Firebomb, what are you doing!
FB: I am donating to, The Red Cross to help in there quake efforts in Japan.
BS: You to can help by texting REDCROSS to 90999 to donate $10 from your phone.
FB: Together we can all make a difference.
(Ending credits)
Producer
Ken Kwapis
Executive Producer
Firebomb Commito
Director
Richard Kline
© 2010 Made In Miami Entertainment
Producer
Ken Kwapis
Executive Producer
Firebomb Commito
Director
Richard Kline
© 2010 Made In Miami Entertainment