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Theme music fades. Beavis and Butt-Head are walking through a mall. They
come to a store with a sign that reads, "Computer Heaven." They stop and
look in the window and see a display of computers.
BUTT-HEAD: Wooh!. Computers are cool.
BEAVIS: Yeah, computers are cool.
BUTT-HEAD: What do you know about computers, munch-wipe? You've never
used a computer before.
BEAVIS: [Somewhat apologetic] Oh, yeah. That's right... Hey Butt-Head,
have you ever used one of those computer things?
BUTT-HEAD: Uh... No.
Scene shifts. Beavis and Butt-Head are walking down the aisles of
Computer Heaven. They stop in front of a computer running a copy of
Excel. Beavis grabs the mouse and starts clicking wildly. A clerk walks
up to Beavis.
BEAVIS: Hey look at me, Butt-Head. I'm working a computer.
CLERK: Ah, I see you're familiar with spreadsheets. Excel is a very
powerful program. I use it all the time on my laptop to do mail merge
with Word.
BUTT-HEAD: He said, "merge."
CLERK: I'd demonstrate how it work on the network, but the server will
be going down soon.
BEAVIS: He said "going down."
CLERK: As you probably already know, Excel supports VBA, OLE2, MAPI, and
works with 16-bit and 32-bit OSs.
BUTT-HEAD: Uh... why don't you like leave us alone so we can work this
computer by ourselves?
BEAVIS: Yeah, just go away or something. We're busy.
The clerk leaves them to assist another customer.
BUTT-HEAD: What a dork.
BEAVIS: Yeah, he acts like he knows about these computers.
Beavis and Butt-Head continue walking through the store. They see an
older woman who is trying out a Macintosh.
BUTT-HEAD: Hey Beavis. Look at that old chick. She's too old to be using
a computer.
BEAVIS: Yeah, she's too old for this kind of stuff.
LADY: Hi boys. Do you work here?
BUTT-HEAD: Uh. Yeah. I guess.
LADY: I clicked this icon that said "Recipes", and it opened up this
window...
BUTT-HEAD: She said "pees".
Scene shifts so show a close up of a Mac screen with Recipe software
running.
LADY: Now watch this. I click on "Beef Stroganoff" and nothing happens.
BUTT-HEAD: She said "strokin' off".
BEAVIS: Yeah. This old chick's cool Butt-Head.
LADY: What am I doing wrong?
BUTT-HEAD: Uh. Well lady, I can think of a lot of things.
BEAVIS: Yeah. I think you're like stroking the computer in the wrong
place.
LADY: And another thing. Should I be using a mouse or a joystick with
this application?
BEAVIS: Well, I have a joystick right here on my laptop. You can use it
if you want.
BUTT-HEAD: Beavis, your joystick is just the right size for a mouse.
BEAVIS: It is? Oh yeah, I guess it is.
LADY: Well, I'm hooked. So how much is this computer?
BUTT-HEAD: Uh. It's like 50 bucks or something.
LADY: Why that's quite reasonable! I thought entering the Information
Superhighway would have a much higher toll. I'll take this little thingy
home with me.
BUTT-HEAD: She said "thingy."
BEAVIS: Yeah, Butt-Head. I told you this old chick was cool.
BUTT-HEAD: Uh. Yeah Beavis. You were right for once.
The Lady hands Butt-Head two twenties and one ten.
LADY: I'm so excited. Now, where do I pick up my new computer?
BUTT-HEAD: Uh. Just drive around to the back, or something.
BEAVIS: Yeah, just drive on through to the back. You'll get your
joystick there.
Butt-Head puts the cash in his pocket and they leave the store. They
continue walking through the mall.
BEAVIS: Hey Butt-Head. Did we like make some money, or something?
BUTT-HEAD: Uh. Yeah. I think so.
BEAVIS: Money's cool. Yeah. Money's cool. [Starts singing wildly].
Money. Yeah money. I want a whole lot of money. Yeah money...
BUTT-HEAD: Shut up asswipe.
BEAVIS: [Still singing]. ...Money. Yeah money. I want a whole lot of
money. Yeah money.
BUTT-HEAD: I said shut up dill-weed. Shut up or I'll kick your ass.
BEAVIS: [Still singing]. ...Money. Yeah money. I want a whole lot of
money. Yeah money.
Butt-Head smacks Beavis in the face. Beavis' face becomes grossly
distorted, but quickly returns to normal. The boys continue to walk
through the mall as if this hostile incident hadn't occurred.
BUTT-HEAD: Hey Beavis. I think we're like rich, or something. What do
you want to do with all this money from the old chick?
BEAVIS: Uh. Well, we could buy some nachos or something. Or we could
like save it up and...
BUTT-HEAD: Hey dude! check it out.
Butt-Head points to a storefront. Pan to a view of a store in the mall with a sign that reads, "Computer Training."
Beavis and Butt-Head enter the Computer Training office, and are greeted
by a salesperson named Jason.
JASON: Good afternoon gentlemen. Pardon me while I answer my e-mail. OK.
Now what can I do for you? You look like two intelligent young men who
realized that it's time to enter the information age.
BUTT-HEAD: Uh. Yeah. We like just had birthdays so we're old enough for
this.
BEAVIS: Yeah. We want to train a computer to do some cool stuff with my
joystick.
JASON: Well, I'll need to assess your specific needs before recommending
a training curriculum. What is your primary objective in wanting to
learn to use a computer?
BUTT-HEAD: He said "ass".
BEAVIS: We want to like see some naked chick pictures.
BUTT-HEAD: Uh, yeah. That's pretty much what our needs are.
JASON: [His demeanor changes] I'll bet you're referring to the Internet.
[whispering] Hey, I've got some real hot web sites for you guys. Watch
this...
Jason move the mouse around and makes a few clicks. In a few seconds,
pan to Beavis and Butt-Head's faces.
Their eyes are bulging out, small beads of sweat are forming, and they
are speechless.
BUTT-HEAD: Hey Beavis. Uh. This training stuff is cool. I think I know
what a hard disk is now.
BEAVIS: Yeah, I have a hard disk now too.
Music up and fade out.