willofthewisp
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It's what happens when I get out my own rum...hee hee hee.
After-school special 2:
Jack (is the narrator, camera pans to Will walking home from school in a letterman jacket): This is Will Turner. He's a bright, athletic, intelligent young man with a wonderful singing voice.
(Will enters his house)
Will: Mom? Dad? (sees note on table) Dear Darling Son, We will be out for a few hours. Fish sticks are in the freezer. Golly, a few hours all by myself. What should I do?
Jack: What indeed?
(Will goes up to his room. He pulls out a Victoria Secret catalogue)
Jack: After a hard day at school looking at several developing girls, Will is experiencing what your health care provider would call, lust.
(Will goes into the bathroom, has an evil grin on his face)
Jack: Many of your friends will tell you masterbation is healthy, that it calms the nerves and makes you stop thinking about that pretty girl you saw on the volleyball court today. Let's see if Will feels any better.
(Will leaves the bathroom)
Jack: How ya feelin, Will?
Will: Sullied and unusual. And stiff.
Jack: Ah. Very common. You boys out there should know, masterbation will lead to stiffness of joints causing premature arthritis. That's no good for earning that football scholarship to State University. You feel that shameful feeling, Will? (Will nods) That's Satan trying to possess you.
Will: HOLY GUACAMOLE! How do I stop this? (starts to rip out hair)
Jack: Hold on there, champ. Masterbation can be countered with simple time management.
Will: Time management?
Jack: Yes. Why, look down here at all this metal. Someone should be making swords out of them.
Will: That sounds fun.
Jack: And someone should be brushing up on their skills with them.
Will: Well, (blushes) I am a pretty good swordsman.
Jack: And why shouldn't you be? (pats him on the head. Camera shows Will doing fantastic moves) Time spent on honing in on your skills and keep your hand out of your pants and Satan out of your brain. Wow! Look at that parrying. That's pretty impressive swordsmanship. Plan on wooing any strumpets?
Will: Oh no. I need to concentrate on being the best swordsman ever.
Jack: That's the spirit, Will!
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