tony_montana
Semper Fidelis
*NOTE-This is my brand new MITM fanfiction! I just had to write something else after the pretty positive response I got from "Wilkersons, meet the Griffins!". I hope the same goes for this fic. Anyway, the first chapter is going to be kind of short, because it's late over here and Im kinda tired, but Ill write more later since Im off of school. Anyway, enjoy, and PLEASE read and reply! *
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(all together now!) Yes, no, maybe, I don't know, can you repeat the question? Your not the boss of me now! Your not the boss of me now! Your not the boss of me now and your not so big! Your not the boss of me now, your not the boss of me now, your not the boss of me now and your not so big! Life is unfair............................................................
It was a not so subtle Sunday night dinner at the Wilkerson dinner table. Reese and Malcolm had "unknowingly" left gum wrappers in their pants when they were put in the wash and the wrappers came undone inside the washing machine and clogged it up from inside. Lois wasn't too happy..even though she didn't fix the machine, she made Reese and Malcolm do it. The table was quiet because of Lois's glaring at the boys.
Lois: I swear, if you boys chewed more gum that machine would have exploded because of the wrappers! Can't you two throw them away?
Reese: Yeah, Malcolm, your the genius!
Malcolm: Shut up, Reese. You did the same thing I did.
Reese: Maybe, but I can't be trusted to do anything like throwing a wrapper away. After all these years, everyone should know that!
Hal: Will you two stop already? Anyway, Dewey, what were you telling me about school just now?
Dewey: Um.....I wasn't saying anything about school.
Hal(with that stupid dumbfounded look): Oh. Well, then, son, how was school?
Dewey: It sucks! The new school principal called me to the office and said that with my "intellect", I should be in a extracirricular activity. When I said,"no thanks," he said,"Let me rephrase that....I AM NOT ASKING, I AM TELLING YOU TO GET INTO SOMETHING!" And that was it.
Hal: Huh. Well, my day was...
Lois(butts in): What did you choose, Dewey?
Dewey: If they let me in, I was going to join our school band.
Malcolm almost chokes on juice he is drinking.
Malcolm: Dewey, dont do it! Band is one of the lowest points you can go...they are even below the krelboynes!
Lois: Dont be so negative, Malcolm! I bet our Dewey will turn band into the coolest thing at school!
Malcolm: Oh geez...
Dewey: Look, if we are above male cheerleaders on the social chain, then Im good.
Malcolm: Well, your lucky. Band is just slightly above male cheerleaders. Now THATS the lowest you can go.
Reese: Hey, I resent that!
Lois: Good luck trying to get in band tommarrow, Dewey.
Dewey: Thanks. I wonder what Ill play? Maybe the drums or trumpet or.....
Reese: OR you can get a tuba, stick it up your butt, and play the BUTTPIPE!
Lois slaps Reese across the head.
Reese: What was that for?!
Lois: I don't want to think about a...buttpipe...when Im trying to eat.
Reese: I don't see anything wrong with it.
Malcolm: Some of us don't like thinking about butts and toilets when we are trying to eat food, Reese.
They all keep eating, except Hal, who has been sitting there ever since Lois interrupted him.
Hal: Anyone care to hear about my day?
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*Sorry if it was too short, it's just I have to go! Ill write a long chapter two later, and Ill introduce Malcolm and Reese's plot, which I hope everyone likes! Anyway, read and reply! *
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(all together now!) Yes, no, maybe, I don't know, can you repeat the question? Your not the boss of me now! Your not the boss of me now! Your not the boss of me now and your not so big! Your not the boss of me now, your not the boss of me now, your not the boss of me now and your not so big! Life is unfair............................................................
It was a not so subtle Sunday night dinner at the Wilkerson dinner table. Reese and Malcolm had "unknowingly" left gum wrappers in their pants when they were put in the wash and the wrappers came undone inside the washing machine and clogged it up from inside. Lois wasn't too happy..even though she didn't fix the machine, she made Reese and Malcolm do it. The table was quiet because of Lois's glaring at the boys.
Lois: I swear, if you boys chewed more gum that machine would have exploded because of the wrappers! Can't you two throw them away?
Reese: Yeah, Malcolm, your the genius!
Malcolm: Shut up, Reese. You did the same thing I did.
Reese: Maybe, but I can't be trusted to do anything like throwing a wrapper away. After all these years, everyone should know that!
Hal: Will you two stop already? Anyway, Dewey, what were you telling me about school just now?
Dewey: Um.....I wasn't saying anything about school.
Hal(with that stupid dumbfounded look): Oh. Well, then, son, how was school?
Dewey: It sucks! The new school principal called me to the office and said that with my "intellect", I should be in a extracirricular activity. When I said,"no thanks," he said,"Let me rephrase that....I AM NOT ASKING, I AM TELLING YOU TO GET INTO SOMETHING!" And that was it.
Hal: Huh. Well, my day was...
Lois(butts in): What did you choose, Dewey?
Dewey: If they let me in, I was going to join our school band.
Malcolm almost chokes on juice he is drinking.
Malcolm: Dewey, dont do it! Band is one of the lowest points you can go...they are even below the krelboynes!
Lois: Dont be so negative, Malcolm! I bet our Dewey will turn band into the coolest thing at school!
Malcolm: Oh geez...
Dewey: Look, if we are above male cheerleaders on the social chain, then Im good.
Malcolm: Well, your lucky. Band is just slightly above male cheerleaders. Now THATS the lowest you can go.
Reese: Hey, I resent that!
Lois: Good luck trying to get in band tommarrow, Dewey.
Dewey: Thanks. I wonder what Ill play? Maybe the drums or trumpet or.....
Reese: OR you can get a tuba, stick it up your butt, and play the BUTTPIPE!
Lois slaps Reese across the head.
Reese: What was that for?!
Lois: I don't want to think about a...buttpipe...when Im trying to eat.
Reese: I don't see anything wrong with it.
Malcolm: Some of us don't like thinking about butts and toilets when we are trying to eat food, Reese.
They all keep eating, except Hal, who has been sitting there ever since Lois interrupted him.
Hal: Anyone care to hear about my day?
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*Sorry if it was too short, it's just I have to go! Ill write a long chapter two later, and Ill introduce Malcolm and Reese's plot, which I hope everyone likes! Anyway, read and reply! *