[Start Part- 4: Shaman’s Party: The bathroom]


(The door to the bathroom opens up, and shoves all of the beer cans chaotically behind the door. The Chuckster walks in and strait over to the toilet, he opens the top.)

Chuckster: Ahhh… what is this?

(He looks down into the toilet, as a soft voice replies back.)

Voice: Chocolate pudding.
Chuckster: Chocolate pudding?

(Sure enough he looks down the same time that the camera does, and you see it sitting there in the toilet, about three gallons of pure pudding is flowing out. He looks over to where he heard the voice. And hops back in horror, at what he sees. The camera turns and you see a woman in a swimsuit, she is wearing a snorkel and goggles, lying inside a bathtub filled with melted butter.)

Chuckster: Are you lying in…
Lady: Butter?
Chuckster: Yeah?
Lady: Yup… sure am! What are you in here for?

(He quickly looks around the bathroom, and starts to speak.)

Chuckster: Well… I… uh…

(He quickly thinks of a lie, as he walks over to the sink.)

Chuckster: Needed… to… uh… wash my face.

(The Chuckster hastily starts to splash the water sitting in it on his face.)

Lady: I wouldn…
Chuckster: Ahhh… man… what is this? It’s not water!
Lady: Tequila!

(The Chuckster turns his head downward and quietly speaks his name.)

Chuckster: SHAMAN!

(He blinks his eyes, and starts to rub them.)

Chuckster: Is that… Kaluah in… Hand lotion?
Lady: Yeah I guess so…
Chuckster: Ahhh…

(The Chuckster lets out a long heart filled deep sigh. He slowly looks up, and sees the bathroom mirror. He smiles and steps back a little, stopping just before the tub. There standing with the Burger King crown, Porky Pig tie, whip cream filled chest, black belt with Rogers’ French fry side holsters, Super man thong, long mismatching tube socks, and alligator shoes, he starts to pose. Flexing his muscles and turning to his side.)

Lady: You look like … Chucky the Kid… “King of all Cowboys!”
Chuckster: Hmmm … Chucky the Kid… “King of all Cowboys” huh? Sounds good! I might use that!
Lady: You should!
Chuckster: I will.

(He stops posing, and turns around to look at her.)

Chuckster: Well… I’m going to the Kitchen… I’m a little hungry.

(He starts to walk off to the doorway, kicking beer cans out of the way. As he opens the door, to walk out she speaks.)

Lady: Oh and ah nice shoes by the way!
Chuckster: Oh thanks… can you believe it… someone tried to steal them!
Lady: Damn… people these days… I tell yeah!
Chuckster: I know.

(He shuts the door, and the last thing you can hear is.)

Chuckster: DAMN SHAMAN PARTIES! I’M OFF MY GAME! I HAVE A F*CKING MATCH WITH EDDIE VAN DORN… AND I HAVN’T EVEN STUDIED HIS MOVES YET!


[End Part- 4: Shaman’s Party: The bathroom]