04x10 - The Sackless Games

[bunniefuu]

Hello! It's me, Lance

Sackless. And welcome to

the semi-annual, once a year, Sackless

Games! I am the host,

Lance Sackless!

Ready to play?Are these games on the up

and up?Well, of course they are. Why

do you ask?I got one of them

torch things! This torch

had been carried all the way from Athens.

Greece?What'd you call me?No, this torch

comes from Athens. Georgia, you're not as

smart as you think, are you, swirl?

Let the games begin!

Ooh I'll be right back.

I was just borrowing a cheese! Don't

have a cow!

Gentlemen, start your engines!

Hey, how come our uniform say prisoner?

You mean that doesn't smell sad-less?Must

have been a mistake. at the uniform maker

place. All right, let's get

started. OK, ladies.

Let's begin the Sackless 5 Athlon.

Don't you mean hint, Athlon?You think I'm

stupid?There are five

events. See,

we're not knowing everything.

First event, the



Oh, boy, this is gonna be hard. The



does old man handicap mean?

You got to carry

this! Get on your barks. Go!

I want some prune juice. But I

are Willing Weasel. I want it.

Go!

Ohh The fuzzy rat

wins! I am not a

fuzzy rat. I am Weasel.

Yeah, I'll bet.

event, the horse toss!

Don't you mean the horse shoe toss?What

do you mean?Never mind.

Monkeys

first! Ooh, a leaner! Beat that,

Mr. Hamster! I am

Wizard!

ohh This event needs a little work.

Next, my personal favorite, the William

Tel, Figure Slating Coparticion.

I can't believe this silly activity

classifies as an event. Okay,

gals, you must skate a lovely pirouette

and sh**t this apple off my melon.

Ouch. Let's

try it again.

You two don't seem to get the point. It's

the apple. The apple on my head.

Try it again!

Mr. Sackless isn't very happy here.

Let's just move on to the next event.

Next event, the parallel bar

and grill.

Will we ever get a real event?

You lose next.

I guess Weasel wins. Hey,

there's a Weasel hair on my burger.

Disqualified.

Is it I going into the last event?Is it

dangerous?Yes.

Fluge! I've heard of this. Finally, a

real event. Let me introduce the

Fluge Brothers, Gerald and Tim.

I knew it was too good to be true.

I am so embarrassed.

Hey, my luge is stuck. Luge.

Luge oil?

Who is the less disqualified for using a

tubby luge?Tubby!

Ohh You win, Mr. Gorilla. Here is your

gold medal.

Hey, that's no gold medal. It's just a

rock painted gold and tied with a string.

These sackless games are a scam, and you,

sir, are a fraud. Is that a cryam?

Why, yes, it is. Ohh

Careful, I bruise easily.

You know, Bethel, this all might have

been a scam, but I have to admit that

writing that tubby luge was rather fun.

Call me Tubby William, Mr. Perfect. Well,

I'll show you. And you're a monkey.

Ow. Ow. Tail, tail, skin. You

know, I tried to warn them that the luge

is the most dangerous event in sports,

but they would not listen. I'm

so sorry. Look! You're not tubby! You're

just...