Sitcomwriter
06-27-2002, 08:43 PM
“That’s Cher”
#3:”Chering Germs”
(Cher is on her couch.She just woke up.There are tissues all over the place)
Eartha:Cher?
Cher:Whaaaaaaaaaaat?
Eartha:Cher are you ok?
Cher:Hiiiiiiiiiiii Mommmmmmmmmmmmmyyyyyyyyy!
Eartha:Cher are you sick?
Cher:Sick? Meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee No I ammmmmmmmmm nat zick!
Eartha:Just what I thought
Cher:What?
Eartha:Zuust twat ty twart
Cher:Ah
(Cher is already to go to work but she can seem to find the door)
Eartha:CHER! Don’t go your way too sick
Cher:What dooooooooooo yuuuuuuuuuk meani? I’m fined
Eartha:You are NOT fined!
Cher:Erta…
Eartha:It’s Eartha
Cher:Oh zorry Ertah
Eartha:It’s Eart…Ah the hell with it!
Cher:I’m going (Walks out the door in only her Robe
Robert:Foxy mama!
Cher:Jackass!
(Opening Credits)
(Cher is at her desk.There are tissues all over the place)
Sean:Cher you don’t look good!
Cher:What do you mean? I look like Nikki Frickin’ Taylor!
Tyrone:After the car crash perhaps
Cher:Shut the hell up!
Ed:Oh great Cher Rougester didn’t even bother killing herself with a steak knife.Anyway Miss Rougester don’t screw with me today!
Cher:Trust me I wouldn’t want to!
(Ed goes into his office!)
Natalie:Hi Mom sorry I’m late
Adam:Hi Natalie <Snort Snort>
Natalie:Hi peabrain
Cher:Tyrone (Coughs) What do we (Sneezes) have today?
Natalie:Mom you don’t look good
Cher:Eartha says I’m sick
Eartha:You are!
Cher:I am not! (Sneezes) Ok maybe I am
Sean:Oh god no! I hope it’s no contagious!
Tyrone:Anyway back to work.Well We’re trying to acuire this new folk singer Le’Foote Bonta Le’bonyall
Sean:A mouthful!
Tyrone:The problem is that she is signed up with Frootpin Records
Christine:Our rival
Tyrone:Exactly! So we’ll have to move fast if we want her to sign up with Recordo’s Records which unless your dumb would know that that is us
Natalie:We should send 2 people over there to get her to sign
Tyrone:Natalie,Natalie,Natalie it’s not that easy.First we need to sue the asses off of Footpin and then I need to sleep with her and get her pregnant THEN we ask her to sign
Adam:Or we could go the Natalie’s way
(Closing Credits)
(The next day.Everybody is sick and there are tissues all over the place.Cher enters)
Cher:Ah I feel great! I can breathe again!
(Everybody coughs and sneezes)
Natalie:Mom you got us sick!
Cher:Oh
Tyrone:We’re quarinteaned now and that only mean one thing
All but Cher:CHARGE!
(Everybody goes to Cher and rubs themselves on her)
(The next day.Cher is on the couch with TONS of tissues)
Cher:Vi’m znot zick.Vi’m Fined
Natalie:Hi mom
Cher:Oh Natalie Please don’t
Natalie:Fine then (Leaves)
Cher:****! I’m back to normal WHOO-HOO!
Natalie:No your not (Leaves again)
Cher:You skanky little bitch!
Natalie:Haha
Cher:I’m gonna……
THE END
#3:”Chering Germs”
(Cher is on her couch.She just woke up.There are tissues all over the place)
Eartha:Cher?
Cher:Whaaaaaaaaaaat?
Eartha:Cher are you ok?
Cher:Hiiiiiiiiiiii Mommmmmmmmmmmmmyyyyyyyyy!
Eartha:Cher are you sick?
Cher:Sick? Meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee No I ammmmmmmmmm nat zick!
Eartha:Just what I thought
Cher:What?
Eartha:Zuust twat ty twart
Cher:Ah
(Cher is already to go to work but she can seem to find the door)
Eartha:CHER! Don’t go your way too sick
Cher:What dooooooooooo yuuuuuuuuuk meani? I’m fined
Eartha:You are NOT fined!
Cher:Erta…
Eartha:It’s Eartha
Cher:Oh zorry Ertah
Eartha:It’s Eart…Ah the hell with it!
Cher:I’m going (Walks out the door in only her Robe
Robert:Foxy mama!
Cher:Jackass!
(Opening Credits)
(Cher is at her desk.There are tissues all over the place)
Sean:Cher you don’t look good!
Cher:What do you mean? I look like Nikki Frickin’ Taylor!
Tyrone:After the car crash perhaps
Cher:Shut the hell up!
Ed:Oh great Cher Rougester didn’t even bother killing herself with a steak knife.Anyway Miss Rougester don’t screw with me today!
Cher:Trust me I wouldn’t want to!
(Ed goes into his office!)
Natalie:Hi Mom sorry I’m late
Adam:Hi Natalie <Snort Snort>
Natalie:Hi peabrain
Cher:Tyrone (Coughs) What do we (Sneezes) have today?
Natalie:Mom you don’t look good
Cher:Eartha says I’m sick
Eartha:You are!
Cher:I am not! (Sneezes) Ok maybe I am
Sean:Oh god no! I hope it’s no contagious!
Tyrone:Anyway back to work.Well We’re trying to acuire this new folk singer Le’Foote Bonta Le’bonyall
Sean:A mouthful!
Tyrone:The problem is that she is signed up with Frootpin Records
Christine:Our rival
Tyrone:Exactly! So we’ll have to move fast if we want her to sign up with Recordo’s Records which unless your dumb would know that that is us
Natalie:We should send 2 people over there to get her to sign
Tyrone:Natalie,Natalie,Natalie it’s not that easy.First we need to sue the asses off of Footpin and then I need to sleep with her and get her pregnant THEN we ask her to sign
Adam:Or we could go the Natalie’s way
(Closing Credits)
(The next day.Everybody is sick and there are tissues all over the place.Cher enters)
Cher:Ah I feel great! I can breathe again!
(Everybody coughs and sneezes)
Natalie:Mom you got us sick!
Cher:Oh
Tyrone:We’re quarinteaned now and that only mean one thing
All but Cher:CHARGE!
(Everybody goes to Cher and rubs themselves on her)
(The next day.Cher is on the couch with TONS of tissues)
Cher:Vi’m znot zick.Vi’m Fined
Natalie:Hi mom
Cher:Oh Natalie Please don’t
Natalie:Fine then (Leaves)
Cher:****! I’m back to normal WHOO-HOO!
Natalie:No your not (Leaves again)
Cher:You skanky little bitch!
Natalie:Haha
Cher:I’m gonna……
THE END