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Narrator: This show is rated PG (a.k.a pretty good). Also, this show pretty much isn't recommended for those under 6 and if you are under 6, what are you doing on Youtube anyway?

Anyway, so this stuff begins at Flash. Inc, where...

Mr Moneybags: Alright, business has been going down ever since we were given 2 million dollars to make a commercial and I ended up spending it all and had 50 dollars left, and then The Same Old Television Council came and took most of our money away, and that wasn't helped after Diranto accidentally blew up our offices, costing us most of our money to fix the damage. So i'm going to make Diranto work 24/7, and i'm going to make everyone else work 12 hours.

Diranto: What? But I have a social life! As if getting paid a dollar every week wasn't enough!

Mr Moneybags: You're lucky that I didn't fire you after that. 

Diranto: You're lucky I didn't quit! It was an accident, I had no idea what that button did!

Mr Moneybags: It cost us money! We need money! We're nearly bankrupt, so you're working 24/7 and I DON'T CARE! END OF DISCUSSION!

*everyone leaves*

Diranto: Well there goes my social life.  (scene switches to diranto filling out paperwork in his office)

Stover: Diranto, we're sorry you have to work so hard.

Cwuft: Yeah, real sorry.

Diranto: ...it's ok

Stover: No really, we're going to help you with your 24/7 work and tell mr. moneybags that you did all the work.

Cwuft: Yeah, all the work.

Diranto: Why..why that's so touching guys..i don't know what to say..

(the three of them give a group hug)

Diranto: You know what guys?

Cwuft and stover: What?

Diranto: If i had to spend my long days of work along with anyone...I SURE DO AS HELL WISH IT WERE'NT YOU TWO DOUCHEBAGS!!!!

(leaves and then stover and Cwuft just stand there without blinking)

Diranto: Moneybags!

Mr. Moneybags:Oh goodie, are the new files ready?

Diranto: NO, because i'm not doing them.

Mr. Moneybags: Not, not doing them?...Why sure you are, you like to do forms and such.

Diranto: Not as much as i like my social life.

Mr. Moneybags: But working hard earns all of that money. And the more you work, the more you earn.

Diranto: So uh, working for three months how much would that earn me? like A NICKEL!?!

Mr. Moneybags: Well, uh. You see...

Diranto: YES! i do see, i see that you're the cheapest man alive.

Mr. Moneybags: CHEAPEST!?!

(mr.krabs is standing next to moneybags)

Mr. Krabs: Well, i'm not that cheap.

Diranto: Moneybags, you don't pay any of us. AT ALL! even stover and cwuft hate the way you treat them.

Moneybags: You know what? Shut up, and watch something on MTV.

  • scene cuts to Moneybag's office*

Diranto: Why did I agree to watch your Daria collection?

Moneybags: Hey, it's better than Jersey Shore. And if you watch the entire series, you'll get good pay, because i'm forcing you to watch this.

Diranto: Well, it is better than the Jersey Shore, but that isn't saying much.

Moneybags: I remember when MTV was good and stuff.

Diranto: Oh yeah, I remember that era.

Moneybags: You know that we should skip the pointless dialogue scenes and cut back to work?

Diranto: Yeah, we should.

  • Diranto goes back to work after watching the entire Daria series*

Diranto: Finally, I don't have to work 24/7, I'll be getting pay, and Daria actually turned out to be pretty good.

Cwuft: Oh, it looks like this work thing is going well with you.

Diranto: Yeah...

  • cut to payday*

Diranto: WHAT? NO MONEY? YOU SAID YOU'D BE GIVING ME MONEY NOW!

Moneybags: Well, I already spent the entire thing. Too bad.

Diranto: I QUIT! I'M GOING TO START A NEW JOB AND STUFF! SCREW YOU AND SCREW THE JERSEY SHORE!

  • scene cuts to The Buttletown Job Council*

Mr Owl: Well, I don't know. You're a rejected cartoon character who's animated in low budget Flash animation, i'm not sure if you can get a job.

Diranto: OH COME ON! There has to be something!

Mr Owl: Well i'm a 45 year old self-insert by the writer. There's not much that I can do. But there is one job open... A perfume store.

Diranto: Really? A perfume store?

Mr Owl: Well, if you'd rather go back to Flash. Inc and get little to no pay...

Diranto: ALRIGHT, I'LL TAKE THE JOB, DAMMIT!

  • 6 MONTHS LATER*

Diranto: WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN IT'S OUT OF BUSINESS?

Mr Owl: It means that this store hasn't had any customers since it was built, it's not funding any money, and the building has to be demolished.

Diranto: OH COME ON OWL, I JUST OPENED THIS PLACE!

Mr Owl: You just opened this place.

Diranto: Well, i've been busy.

Mr Owl: Busy doing what?

Diranto: Busy with my social life.

Mr Owl: I've been told by Moneybags that you have no social life.

Diranto: Dammit Moneybags... But I have friends! I know these two people named Stover and Cwuft.

Mr Owl: That's not enough to be absent from your job almost all the time!

Diranto: OH COME ON! Thanks for nothing!

Narrator: And so, the guy in the coat decided to go on his own and after three weeks, he lost his house because those damn nickles he got every three months got him paid, wait wrong show...

Anyway, this actually happens at Flash Inc, where

Moneybags: Alright, we're in the most predictable plot in history, what the hell are we going to do?

  • Diranto enters*

Diranto: I've came back and stuff! Wow, this is sounding really cheesy, isn't it?

  • everyone nods*

Moneybags: Alright, I won the bet! I knew that he'd come back because this is damn predictable! Anyway, give me your money.

Everyone: OH COME ON! (writers note to voice actors: MAKE THAT LINE DONE IN THE BEST WAY POSSIBLE)

Diranto: Anyway, i've got my job back, hell if I care.

Moneybags: Well, Diranto, I don't want yo-

Narrator: We couldn't find an ending for this episode. Technical difficulties. Anyway, stay tuned for a much better episode soon.

  • end credits*

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