The Phelps' Estate...
Michael Phelps: Ok, so I am going to do a light workout, and when I'm finished I want my 3 large pizzas, 12 buckets of KFC fried chicken, 10 apples, and 5 plates of grits to be ready -- you got that?
Keri Strugg: Yes sir.
I'm so thankful for this opportunity, Mr. Phelps. Times have been tough, and it means a lot that you took a chance and hired me as your assistant.
Yeah yeah, no problem.
Also, it's soooo cool working with a fellow gold medal winner.
Damnit!
Oh, oh...what is it?
Look damnit...LOOK!
Yes, Mister Phelps, I see.
How many medals do you see?
16
That's right -- 16. That means I'm AWESOME. No one will ever be able to take them from me . I earned them, I am the man, I rule. Don't even try to compare your 1 medal with my 16.
Sorry, sir.
I'm going for a swim. Make sure my freakin' food is ready when I get out.
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Geeze, I feel like maybe he was a little harsh.
....
Maybe it's just me, though. I can be pretty overbearing...
(click)
Oh. Are you the pizza man?
No.
Oh. What is that you're holding?
It's a 9 millimeter Baretta with a silencer.
Oh. That's nice!
It's a gun.
Ahhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!
Goodbye...
Oh boy.....
(phhht phhht)
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....
Phew. I'm tired. Ready for my food, now.
Where's my freakin' food!? Wait a second...
....
Hello, Michael.
What the hell, man? That was my assistant you off'd.
Kerri, here, didn't get your food, so I took the liberty of firing her.
Hahahahahaha (cough cough) Ahem. Anyway...
I'm freakin' Michael Phelps, you can't do this. I'm a 16 time gold medal winner!
Goodbye, Michael.
Noooo!!!!!
(phht)
No!
(phht phht)
Ahhhh.....
....
Good riddance....
Hm....
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Here are your precious medals....
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The End...
Michael Phelps: Ok, so I am going to do a light workout, and when I'm finished I want my 3 large pizzas, 12 buckets of KFC fried chicken, 10 apples, and 5 plates of grits to be ready -- you got that?
Keri Strugg: Yes sir.
I'm so thankful for this opportunity, Mr. Phelps. Times have been tough, and it means a lot that you took a chance and hired me as your assistant.
Yeah yeah, no problem.
Also, it's soooo cool working with a fellow gold medal winner.
Damnit!
Oh, oh...what is it?
Look damnit...LOOK!
Yes, Mister Phelps, I see.
How many medals do you see?
16
That's right -- 16. That means I'm AWESOME. No one will ever be able to take them from me . I earned them, I am the man, I rule. Don't even try to compare your 1 medal with my 16.
Sorry, sir.
I'm going for a swim. Make sure my freakin' food is ready when I get out.
....
....
....
Geeze, I feel like maybe he was a little harsh.
....
Maybe it's just me, though. I can be pretty overbearing...
(click)
Oh. Are you the pizza man?
No.
Oh. What is that you're holding?
It's a 9 millimeter Baretta with a silencer.
Oh. That's nice!
It's a gun.
Ahhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!
Goodbye...
Oh boy.....
(phhht phhht)
....
....
Phew. I'm tired. Ready for my food, now.
Where's my freakin' food!? Wait a second...
....
Hello, Michael.
What the hell, man? That was my assistant you off'd.
Kerri, here, didn't get your food, so I took the liberty of firing her.
Hahahahahaha (cough cough) Ahem. Anyway...
I'm freakin' Michael Phelps, you can't do this. I'm a 16 time gold medal winner!
Goodbye, Michael.
Noooo!!!!!
(phht)
No!
(phht phht)
Ahhhh.....
....
Good riddance....
Hm....
....
....
Here are your precious medals....
....
....
....
The End...