Beavis and Butthead, Meet Mrs. Brisby

Story by Care A Lot on SoFurry

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No innuendos here! Yes, more to come! Lyrics by Primus, "Wynona's Big Brown Beaver", Primus, Tales From The Punchbowl, Interscope, 1995. Cool.


"The whole world will be singing!" crooned Jeremy, the clumsy, but good-hearted, black crow, to Mrs. Brisby, who was trying, in ridiculous dismay to untangle the foolish bird from red string. The day was winding down, and Dragon was slinking up behind them.

"Do you see the cat?" asked Mrs. Brisby.

"Hey, Beavis, what are you watching?" asked Butthead, wearing an AC/DC shirt, and a greasy nest of brown hair.

Beavis picked his nose. "I don't know, man. I think it's, like, a movie or something."

"No shit, cockknocker. What kind of movie. Heh-eh."

"Uhhh, I think it's, like, might be "The Secret of NIMHcompoop, or something."

"Oh, cool, heh, heh." Butthead sat down on the old couch, smelling of nachos. "I want some nachos."

"Shut up, Butthead! I think, like, the mouse, and bird, score here, or something."

"Cool."

"Yeah, well, that mouse chick is kind of hot, or something. Why does she want to mess with that bird, Butthead? He's, like, stupid, and stuff, heh heh."

Butthead swiped at Beavis' scrambled egg head with his left hand, which came off with the total sharp twang of a bitch slap. "Ow, Butthead, that hurt, you fartknocker!"

The two kicked up in a fire of dust, as, on the screen, Dragon chased Mrs. Brisby, and Jeremy, through the river, through to the scene where Mrs. Brisby sat crying, as Jeremy went to "console" his new friend.

"Eh, that was cool. Thanks, Butthead."

"Heh, eh-heh, sure thing, Beavis. Woah, the chick is crying."

"Hey, Butthead, what do you think NIMH stands for?"

"I don't know. We haven't got that far yet in school, numbnuts."

"I think, like, I read that it stands for Nuts In My Hand. Yeah, The Secret of Nuts In My Hand. Cool."

Butthead snickered, followed by Beavis. "Yeah, that'd be cool. Do you think the mouse chick ever had nuts in her hand?"

"Heh heh, no way, Beavis. She couldn't fit half of one in her hand, much less two. Maybe she could fit yours in her hand, buttwipe."

"Hey, shut up!" Beavis picked his nose again. Then Beavis thought. "Yeah, that'd be cool, heh. She's a pretty hot mouse."

Butthead snickered. "You're in love with a cartoon mouse."

Beavis blushed, and got upset. "No I'm not, Butthead. Shut up. I just think I'd want to do her mouth, or something, you know, heh heh." Beavis found a flat, dry booger flake deep up in his left nostril, and ate it with relish.

"You're sick, dude. C'mon, we have to go to Burger World."

The two "friend's" eyes lit up, and exclaimed together:

"NIGHT SHIFT!!"

*More to come!*

WYNONA HAD A BIG BROWN BEAVER

AND SHE SHOWED HIM OFF TO ALL HER FRIENDS

ONE DAY YOU KNOW THAT BEAVER TRIED TO LEAVE HER

AND SHE CAGED HIM UP WITH CYCLONE FENCE

ALONG CAME LOU WITH THE OLD BABOON SAID RECOGNIZE THAT SMELL

SMELLS LIKE SEVEN LAYERS THAT BEAVER EATS TACO BELL!

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Everyone is always telling me to act my age, but I ain't no sage, cuz life's the rage and I'm writing a new page so take my hand while we explore a new land where we may burn rubber in Pompeii or fry ice in L.A., make tuna cookies on an...

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Old Feelings

_HANG ON SLOOPY_ _I DON'T CARE WHAT YOUR DADDY DO_ _CUZ YOU KNOW SLOOPY GIRL I'M IN LOVE WITH YOU_ I wail, as I sashay, and clean your perfect cinder block home, Mrs. Brisby, starting at one end, and polishing this sucker with loving...

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