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Enjoy this new fan fic.
Chapter 1
Biff and Sully were at work one day, doing their usual job.
“Alright, Sully”, said Biff, “let’s get to work!”
Biff started his jackhammer, but it went out of control.
“SULLYYYYY!!! HEEELLLPPPPP!”
Biff ended up crashing into a lamppost.
“Oh, that hurt”, said Biff.
Sully was about to speak but then the lunch whistle went off.
“Well, it’s lunchtime”, said Biff, “let’s go eat.”
Biff and Sully got out their lunch.
“So, Sully, what did you bring for lunch?”, asked Biff.
Sully tried to tell him.
“Huh?”, interrupted Biff, “Huh? Huh? Huh?”
Sully just got out his sandwich.
“Oh, a sandwich!”, said Biff, “I brought a sandwich as well!”
Their boss, Mr. Moosh, came by.
“Biff! Sully! How are you?”, asked Mr. Moosh.
“Oh, we’re just fine, Mr. Moosh”, said Biff, “Right, Sully?”
Biff nodded.
“Well, I’ve got a proposition for you”, said Mr. Moosh, “My company is sponsoring a radio program, and they can’t get anybody to be the DJs. So I decided, why not have some of my best construction workers be the DJs?”
“Why don’t you have some of your best construction workers be the DJs?”, said Biff.
“That’s where you two come in”, said Mr. Moosh, “How would you two like to be radio DJs?”
“Well, Sully and I will talk it over”, said Biff, turning his head over to Sully, “So how’s about it, huh? Huh? Huh?”
Biff turned his head over to Mr. Moosh before Sully could say anything.
“We’ll do it!”, said Biff.
“Wonderful!”, said Mr. Moosh, “You start tomorrow morning at six.”
“But that’s earlier than we come here”, said Biff.
“Fine”, said Mr. Moosh, “I’ll have the radio station move your show up to 2.”
“That’ll do”, said Biff.
Mr. Moosh left.
“Oh boy, Sully”, said Biff, “we’re going to be DJs!”
Sully nodded in agreement, warming up to the thought.
Chapter 1
Biff and Sully were at work one day, doing their usual job.
“Alright, Sully”, said Biff, “let’s get to work!”
Biff started his jackhammer, but it went out of control.
“SULLYYYYY!!! HEEELLLPPPPP!”
Biff ended up crashing into a lamppost.
“Oh, that hurt”, said Biff.
Sully was about to speak but then the lunch whistle went off.
“Well, it’s lunchtime”, said Biff, “let’s go eat.”
Biff and Sully got out their lunch.
“So, Sully, what did you bring for lunch?”, asked Biff.
Sully tried to tell him.
“Huh?”, interrupted Biff, “Huh? Huh? Huh?”
Sully just got out his sandwich.
“Oh, a sandwich!”, said Biff, “I brought a sandwich as well!”
Their boss, Mr. Moosh, came by.
“Biff! Sully! How are you?”, asked Mr. Moosh.
“Oh, we’re just fine, Mr. Moosh”, said Biff, “Right, Sully?”
Biff nodded.
“Well, I’ve got a proposition for you”, said Mr. Moosh, “My company is sponsoring a radio program, and they can’t get anybody to be the DJs. So I decided, why not have some of my best construction workers be the DJs?”
“Why don’t you have some of your best construction workers be the DJs?”, said Biff.
“That’s where you two come in”, said Mr. Moosh, “How would you two like to be radio DJs?”
“Well, Sully and I will talk it over”, said Biff, turning his head over to Sully, “So how’s about it, huh? Huh? Huh?”
Biff turned his head over to Mr. Moosh before Sully could say anything.
“We’ll do it!”, said Biff.
“Wonderful!”, said Mr. Moosh, “You start tomorrow morning at six.”
“But that’s earlier than we come here”, said Biff.
“Fine”, said Mr. Moosh, “I’ll have the radio station move your show up to 2.”
“That’ll do”, said Biff.
Mr. Moosh left.
“Oh boy, Sully”, said Biff, “we’re going to be DJs!”
Sully nodded in agreement, warming up to the thought.