This is an insult to bisexual men everywhere and I completely hate you for it. LOL J/K

It was interesting?

A plot actually emerges in a couple of episodes, believe it or not. XD

Very random! lol

I like random! I want more random! lol

A story emerges? Can't wait to see how it pans out.

Huzzah! Here we go, episode two! *pets Emerald*

Episode Two:
Singing Toilets

[Rush comes out of the shop wearing brand-new glasses.]
Bishi: Oh, you look absolutely ravishing!
Mooman: You look like a dork.
Rush: *poses* I think not. Come, my Bishi.
Mooman: *pouts* Hey, he's my Bishi! He bills to my credit card!
Bishi: Credit card?
Rush: I thought we were in a pseudo-medieval-fantasy world.
Mooman: Oh. Well, there's an ATM machine right over there. *whips out card* And I can use it.
[Rush and Bishi pause for a moment.]
Rush and Bishi: *gasp* FREE MONEY!
Mooman: No, guys, my account - HEY!
[Rush and Bishi dash past, grabbing Mooman's ATM card in the process. Rush hurriedly puts it in the machine, but then discovers that a PIN number is needed.]
Rush: Damn you, Mooman.
Bishi: Wait!
[Bishi searches for a few seconds beneath his hat. He seems to find something, then tries to pull it out with great effort. Finally, a laptop emerges.]
Mooman: Damn you, Bishi.
[Bishi boots up the laptop and plugs it into the ATM machine. Within seconds, he has the PIN number and jacks $300 dollars from Mooman's account.]
Rush: That's it?
Bishi: That's all there is. *gives Rush $100*
Mooman: Hey, what about me?
[Bishi gives Mooman $100.]
Bishi: And $100 for me.
Mooman: Wait. When did I say that you two could have my money?
Bishi: As your personal bishi, I've taken it upon myself to assume control over your money, your belongings, and eventually your gender preference.
Mooman: Okay.
Rush: Let's go shopping, Bishi!
[Bishi and Rush skip away, arm-in-arm, towards the bed and bath store.]
[Mooman is left standing there. All of a sudden, he snaps and starts running after them.]
Mooman: Wait for mee!
[The three of them go inside and browse their way to the toilet section.]
Bishi: Ooo, this seat's all cushiony. *sits on it*
Rush: Hey, this one has a computer. *sits on it*
Mooman: Um...this one is specially made to flush vomit. *sits on it*
[Rush studies the keyboard at his toilet's side. He punches a few buttons, then is shot in the ass with a jet of water.]
Rush: GAHaa!
[Rush jumps off the toilet, turns around, and is shot in the face with the same jet of water. He dodges out of the way and turns it off.]
[Bishi gets up to look at the keyboard on Rush's toilet. He ponders for a moment, then gingerly presses one button. A speaker suddenly pops up from the water tank.]
Speaker: I love to sing-ah, about the moon-ah and the June-ah and the spring-ah! I love to sing-ah! About the sky of blue or a tea for two --
[Rush pushes the speaker back down into the tank. At that exact moment, another speaker pops up from Mooman's toilet tank.]
Speaker: Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high --
[Mooman pushes it back down, and a speaker pops up from Bishi's toilet tank.]
Speaker: *Star Wars theme*
[Bishi runs over and pushes it back down. All is silent.]
Bishi: We are so buying these.

Episode Three:
The Hair Cult of One

[Bishi, Rush, and Mooman are sitting on a bench outside of the bed and bath store.]
Bishi: I wanted those toilets so much, Mooman...
Mooman: We don't need singing toilets. And we only have three hundred dollars total.
Rush: ...I agree.
Bishi: But...I could dance for more money.
Rush: Who would actually pay you to dance for...oh, man...
[Bishi's lower lip is trembling and his eyes have gotten huge and watery.]
Bishi: I thought you loved me, Rush...
Rush: Oh, but I do, Bishi...
Mooman: I hate you both.
[Rush and Bishi lean over in front of Mooman to hug each other, crying waterfalls.]
[Mooman ponders what to do next. Suddenly, he spots the grocery store across the street.]
Mooman: Hey, I'm hungry. Are either of you hungry?
Rush: *gasp* Hair brush! I totally forgot!
Bishi: What?
Rush: My hair brush broke when -
Bishi: Then let's go! *is all happy*
[Bishi jumps up and grabs Mooman and Rush by their clothing. He more or less drags them through the automatic doors.]
Rush: *stands up* *eyes are watery* It's beautiful!
Mooman: No...No, it's not.
Bishi: *showers Rush with hairbrushes* It's your dream come true!
Rush: Wait. How do you know that? We've only known each other for two hours.
Bishi: I know everything.
Rush: Oh.
[Rush sits down in the pile of hairbrushes and begins to look at each and every single one, disqualifying brushes as he sees fit. None seem to satisfy him.]
Rush: Hey, Bishi, if you know everything, can you pick out a brush that will make me happy?
Bishi: *lights up* Why, certainly.
[Bishi dives into the pile and pops back up less than five seconds later with a perfect white hairbrush. He hands it to Rush.]
Rush: This is...the best...hairbrush...I've ever...laid...
Mooman: What?
Rush: ...eyes on!
Bishi: Hey, is that a hair gel sale?
Rush: Where? Oh, there? Yeah, it looks like one -- a hair gel sale??? Holy crap!
[Rush runs over and starts trying one of every hair gel brand, and also tries some hairspray and mousse and little butterfly clips that were left on the table. Before long, Rush's hair is festively decorated, hard as stone, and just as heavy.]
[Rush stands up and lets his cape close over his front. He adjusts his glasses.]
Rush: Gentlemen...
Mooman: *looks up from an Oprah magazine* Yes?
Bishi: *looks up from a Star tabloid* Hm?
Rush: I am human no more, for I, Rush May Limburger, have gone to the blonde side.
Mooman: Wait. Your middle name is "May"?
Rush: My mommy wanted a girl.
Mooman: Oh. If I were a girl, my parents would have named me Andrea.
Rush: Hey, Bishi, what's your real name?
Bishi: Name? What, my real one?
Rush: Yeah.
Bishi: Why do you ask?
Mooman: Just tell us, please. What's your real name?
Bishi: *glances around* ...I don't know.
Mooman: Yes, you do.
Bishi: No, I don't.
Mooman: Yes, you do -- Hey, what's Rush doing?
[They both look over at Rush, who has fallen to his knees in silent but vigorous prayer. Rush's hair is sparkling.]
[Bishi crawls over cautiously.]
Bishi: ...Rush?
[Rush, upon hearing his name, stands up and sprays hairspray all over himself. Then he sprays the shelves behind him with hairspray. Then he advances on Bishi, wielding the can of hairspray like mace.]
[Bishi screams and pulls his hat down over his whole body. Rush's hairspray fires, but it can't penetrate Bishi's hat.]
Bishi: Have mercy!
Mooman: Christ, he's gone mad!
Bishi: *peeks out from under his hat* Jesus Christ? He's back!? PRAISE THE LOR -- Ow!
[Mooman grabs Bishi's arm, throws him straight up, pulls a few martial arts moves on Rush, and then catches Bishi and sets him down.]
[Bishi is shaking like a chihuahua. He stands up.]
Bishi: ...Rush?
[Rush is sitting on the ground, dumbfounded. His hair hasn't been touched.]
Mooman: Oh, man. Rush, you alright?
[Rush nods slowly without changing his dazed blank expression.]
[Suddenly, there is a resounding boom, and everything goes dark, except for spotlights on Mooman, Rush, and Bishi that seem to come from nowhere.]
Bathroom Master: Rush's hair has lost its body. To solve this, the three of you must go to the meat section. Pronto.
Bishi: *dances furiously*
Rush: ...Aye.
Mooman: Meat? Why the hell do we need meat?
Bathroom Master: Because I said so! Mush!
[Lightning bolts come down and strike their asses. All three of them jump up and run yammering all the way to the meat section at the back of the store.]
[The surroundings return to normal.]
[Mooman is supporting Rush.]
Mooman: Bishi, start grabbing meat.
Bishi: *ponders* Which ones?
[Bishi examines the various meat products.]
Bishi: How about some sausage?
[Bishi picks up a link of sausage.]
[All of a sudden, the wall of meat splits open and sucks the three of them inside. It's pitch black as they fall down a great length in total darkness.]
Mooman: Who just touched my ass?
Bishi: That was yours?
Rush: Ooo! Touch mine, touch mine!

Episode Four: Cheese Pants

[Mooman, Rush, and Bishi have been falling through darkness for about five minutes now.]
Mooman: This is getting boring.
Rush: Touch my ass again, Bishi.
Bishi: You touch mine this time. We need some change around here.
Mooman: Enough with the touching of the asses! Bishi, can your hat save us?
Bishi: Um...
[Bishi digs around under his hat in the darkness, and finds an old-fashioned tinder box. He holds his hat in one hand and lights the tinder box with his other hand and his teeth. A small bit of light emits from it, enough for Bishi to see Rush and Mooman's deer-in-the-headlights expressions.]
Bishi: Hey, I got it -- WAUGH!
[Without warning, Bishi's hat catches the wind and instantly blows up like a parachute, leaving Mooman and Rush to plummet down below.]
Rush: Bishi!!!...
[Rush's voice trails off into the darkness below. Bishi is distraught. He lets go of one edge of his hat, and all the air spills out. Bishi drops.]
Bishi: Woooohoooohoooo -- Oh, CRAP!!!
[Bishi lands right on top of Mooman and Rush at the bottom of the giant shaft. The tinder box has gone out. Bishi lights it again and stands up, looking around.]
Bishi: It looks like we're in a dungeon or something.
Mooman: *stands up and brushes self off* Oh, man...
Rush: What? *rubs face free of dust* Where are we?
Mooman: A dungeon.
Bishi: *shines the light down a hall* More like a maze. Look, there are halls going off to the left and right and stuff.
Rush: *examines his hair* Hey! My hair's back to normal! Wait. Do either of you smell anything?
[Rush stands up, sniffing the dank air. He inches over to the wall and touches it.]
Rush: This is -- what the hell! It's sausage! Bishi, this is your fault!
Bishi: My fault!? If you hadn't gotten possessed by your own hair --
Mooman: -- then the Bathroom Master would have never told us to go to the meat section, and Bishi wouldn't have touched the damned sausage link!
Bishi: *turns on Mooman* Don't drag the Bathroom Master into this! Now I must dance to make up for what you've said!
[Bishi dances furiously. Mooman and Rush are quiet for a minute or so. Rush takes a bite out of the wall.]
Mooman: Dammit, Rush.
Rush: What? I'm hungry. It's actually pretty good. Here, have a link.
[Rush tosses a short link of sausage to Mooman. Mooman studies it for a second, then devours it.]
Rush: Good?
Mooman: Yeah.
[All of a sudden, everything is lit up by some brilliant light source that seems to come out of nowhere. Bishi starts to cry.]
Bishi: Bathroom Master! I knew you would come to save us!
Bathroom Master: Yes, yes, fair Bishi.
[Bishi is deeply moved.]
Bathroom Master: The only way to escape the sausage labyrinth is to defeat the sausage minotaur, and to do that, you must obtain cheese pants from the cheese pants factory. I will now transport you all to the cheese pants factory.
[A clear orb surrounds the three guys and lifts them off the ground.]
[Bishi pulls a megaphone out of his hat.]
Bishi: We are cleared for takeoff! Please keep your arms, legs, underwear, and bisexual tendencies inside the floating orb at all times.
[They are whisked away to the entrance of the cheese pants factory. The orb disappears, and the trio goes inside the big double doors.]
[All three gasp.]
Rush: Wait. This reminds me of something. It's something like Wally Wacko or Weiner Wonky or something...some chocolate factory...
Bishi: I have no idea what you're talking about.
Mooman: Me, neither.
Rush: Oh. I guess it's just my imagination, then.
Bishi: Let's look around, shall we?
[Before anyone moves, Mooman spots something and his eyes get really huge.]
Mooman: Is that...is that...
Rush: A big, giant vat of melted cheese?
Mooman: YES!!!
[Mooman runs and leaps about ten feet in the air and lands in the giant vat of cheese.]
Mooman: It's my dream come true!
Rush: (whispers to Bishi) I didn't know he dreamed.
Bishi: (whispers to Rush) He dreams about me all the time. He just never says anything.
Rush: (whispers to Bishi) How do you know if he doesn't say anything?
Bishi: (whispers to Rush) I know everything, silly.
[Suddenly, a big *blup* sound cuts Bishi and Rush's conversation off. The two immediately vault up to the edge of the vat. Mooman isn't there, but a pile of cheese bubbles is, apparently blown by Mooman underneath the surface. Bishi pops one with his finger and gasps.]
Bishi: Aagh! Mooman's under there! I can smell it!
Rush: You can?
[Bishi reaches under his hat, comes out with a violin, and jams it under the surface of the cheese. The violin hits Mooman. He grabs it and is pulled back up.]
[Mooman sits on the edge of the vat, panting. He turns to Bishi, eyes all a-watering.]
Mooman: ...I love you, Bishi.
Bishi: I love you, too, Mooman! Oh, finally!
[Bishi and Mooman seize each other and start crying. Then Rush starts crying, but out of loneliness instead of happiness.]
Rush: Bishi...
Bishi: Rush?
Mooman: Bishi.
Bishi: Mooman!
Rush: Mooman...
Mooman: Rush.
Rush: Mooman, what are you wearing?
[Mooman slowly looks down at his pants.]
Mooman: ...Cheese.
Bishi: (pops into full animation) CHEESE PANTS! Mooman, I love you!
[Bishi hands Mooman the violin and dives into the vat of cheese. He pops back up a moment later and climbs out, his pants transformed into cheese pants. Rush does the same. Soon, all three are standing on the platform at the edge of the vat, feeling great.]
Bishi: Now, we must once again honor the Bathroom Master with the Dance of the Cheese Pants!
Mooman: Come, Rush! We must dance!
Rush: Um...no, that's okay...
Bishi: You must!
[Mooman and Bishi start to dance a funny sort of dance that looks something like a cross between the Macarena and an Irish jig.]
[Rush just stands there, observing them.]
Mooman: Rush, do you want the Bathroom Master to smite you?
Rush: ...No.
Mooman: Then dance!
[Rush sighs, shuffles his feet a little, loses his balance, and falls back into the vat of cheese.]