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| + | {A view of Strong Bad from behind, sitting in his basement typing at the Corpy on a folding table} | ||
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| + | '''STRONG BAD:''' {singing} Checking emails at home from your work {drags out the "erk" sound} computer, {the view shifts to a closeup of the screen} it's kinda like {speeds up} playing first person shooters with your girlfriend. {deeper tone} It kinda ruins them booooth. {presses enter} | ||
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| + | <blockquote class="corpy email" style="border:#ddd;border-bottom:#ccc;"> | ||
| + | Dear Strong Bad,<br> | ||
| + | my brother had a friend over today and he drove<br> | ||
| + | me crazy!! What should I do about it?<br> | ||
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| + | Crudfully, Henry Wisner WI | ||
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| + | </blockquote> | ||
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| + | '''STRONG BAD:''' {reading}{says Dear Strong Bad as Dear. Strir. Bir.} {typing} Crudfully? Really? What, was your mom sitting over your shoulder when you typed this email? And is your mom the kind of lady that wont let you type the word 'crap'? Don't get me wrong, I still woulda made fun of you if you ''had'' typed 'crapfully', I prolly would have just left your moms out of it. {clear screen} So, your bro's fro drove you cro? I don't really have that problem. On account of my brothers are galactically incapable of friend-have. Although when we were kids, Strong Sad had this ''imaginary'' friend that annoyed the crud outta me. Of course, this was back before insane parents made imaginary friends illegal for kids to have. Strong Sad invented him one time when we {cut to a view of an attic hatch} locked him in the attic {the hatch is pulsing}. | ||
Revision as of 08:36, 13 July 2009
Page Title: Corpy NT6!
Transcript
{In progress by Open Source Greg}
{A view of Strong Bad from behind, sitting in his basement typing at the Corpy on a folding table}
STRONG BAD: {singing} Checking emails at home from your work {drags out the "erk" sound} computer, {the view shifts to a closeup of the screen} it's kinda like {speeds up} playing first person shooters with your girlfriend. {deeper tone} It kinda ruins them booooth. {presses enter}
Dear Strong Bad,
my brother had a friend over today and he drove
me crazy!! What should I do about it?
Crudfully, Henry Wisner WI
STRONG BAD: {reading}{says Dear Strong Bad as Dear. Strir. Bir.} {typing} Crudfully? Really? What, was your mom sitting over your shoulder when you typed this email? And is your mom the kind of lady that wont let you type the word 'crap'? Don't get me wrong, I still woulda made fun of you if you had typed 'crapfully', I prolly would have just left your moms out of it. {clear screen} So, your bro's fro drove you cro? I don't really have that problem. On account of my brothers are galactically incapable of friend-have. Although when we were kids, Strong Sad had this imaginary friend that annoyed the crud outta me. Of course, this was back before insane parents made imaginary friends illegal for kids to have. Strong Sad invented him one time when we {cut to a view of an attic hatch} locked him in the attic {the hatch is pulsing}.
