The things I do to avoid editing. The following is a parody of the first Ghostbusters movie.
When there’s something bland in the neighborhood, who’re gonna call?
EXT: Apartment roof, Night
A giant tomato, Grazer, growls at the team of Food Fighters.
Grilled Cheese Warrior: I thought Grazer was a giant broccoli!
Rocket Ravioli: It can be whatever it wants.
Grilled Cheese Warrior: What do we do?
Captain Heartburn: I have an idea. Go get it, PP.
Pasta Patroller gulps then approaches the sentient tomato.
Pasta Patroller: As a representative of the Newton School for Culinary Arts, I demand you halt this invasion and return to your dimension of origin.
Grazer: Are you a chef?
Pasta Patroller: No.
Grazer: Then BROIL!
The team is hit by high-energy beams and knocked back.
Grazer: Choose the form of the Destructor.
Pasta Patroller: We don’t understand.
Captain Heartburn: I get it. Whatever we think of, it’ll appear and destroy us. If we think of Gordon Ramsay then Gordon Ramsay will appear and destroy us.
The team takes a moment to shake off that nightmarish thought.
Captain Heartburn: Empty your minds.
Grazer: The choice has been made.
Captain Heartburn: We didn’t choose anything. I didn’t choose anything. (He addresses the rest of the team) Did you choose anything?
The team turns to the guilty-looking Pasta Patroller.
Captain Heartburn: PP, what did you do?
Pasta Patroller: I didn’t mean to. It just popped in there. I tried to pick something that would never hurt us.
Off screen: A loud roar reverberates.
Pasta Patroller: It’s the mascot for Lovely’s Chicken Farm. It’s Sam N. Ella.
(Captain Heartburn smacks Pasta Patroller on the back of the head): You thought something called salmonella would be safe?
Pasta Patroller: Ohhh! I see it now. Yeah.
Rocket Ravioli: We only have one option to stop Grazer. We have to cross contaminate.
Captain Heartburn: But, Rocket, you said cross contamination is a bad thing.
Pasta Patroller: Cross contamination? Of course! A full spoilage reversal!
The team sets their microwave blasters to 425 degrees and fires at the killer tomato. They slowly move the beams closer together until they touch. The beams cause Grazer and the mega-giant chicken farm mascot to explode spraying the team with bits of food.
Rocket Ravioli: Is everyone OK?
(Captain Heartburn wiping off the tomato innards the best he can): I’ve been juiced.
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