Here are some fan fics by me from FOL fan fic board

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Here is an episode of FOL (last episode before spin off)

FACTS OF LIFE
Episode name: Where’s Westland?

Edna: Girls!! Girls!!
Jo: Yeah, Mrs. G.?
Edna: Are you all hungry for lunch?
Blair: Where would we be dining?
Edna: At Westland.
Tootie: You mean the Westland with the all male student-body?
Edna: Yes.
Nat: The Westland that the best looking guys in the world attend to?
Edna (with annoyance): Yes.
Blair: You mean the Westland with men that have exquisite tastes in fashion attend to?
Edna (angered): YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jo: You mean…No, just kiddin’ Mrs. G.
Edna: Whewwwww! Let’s go.

(IN CAR)
(Blair is driving)
Blair: Where is Westland, anyway?
Edna: I don’t know, I thought you knew, do you know, Nat?
Nat: Know what?
Edna: Where Westland is?
Nat: No, I thought Tootie knew.
Tootie: And I thought you knew, Nat.
Blair: Well, I have an idea!
Jo: Oh, No!
Edna: By the way, Jo, do you know?
Jo: No.
Blair: If we got back to Eastland and just go west we have to eventually end up at Westland!
Edna: Hey, great idea, turn the car around!
Blair: Okay.


(BACK AT EASTLAND)
Blair: Mrs. G. which was is west?
Edna: That way (points)
Blair: Okay. (“vroomm’s” the engine 3 times)
Jo: Blair, no, no don’t do that you’ll break the engine.
Blair: So-rry
(Car starts moving)
Nat: I think I’m gonna be carsick. (takes out a back and pukes in it)
Tootie: EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Gross!
Jo: Calm down Toot-ster. We have a long ways to---
Tootie: WHO ARE YOU CALLIN’ TOOT-STER, BEST NOT BE ME CAUSE YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE DON’T CALL ME REGULAR, PLAIN, OLD TOOTIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Edna: Tootie, calm down WE’RE HE-ERE!

(IN THE CAFETERIA)
Waiter: What would you like?
Jo: (fastly) Dude, we’d like 3 pizzas, extra-cheese, hold the crust. Make sure you put extra dough on the bottom cause other wise (slowly) This will go in your face! (Holds fist up.
Waiter: O-O-okay, anything else.
Jo: NO!
Blair: Hey, look over there! GUYS COME OVER HERE!!!!
(4 students and a man walk over)
Student #1: Hi, who are you.
Blair: I’m Blair.
Tootie: I’m Tootie.
Jo: I’m Jo.
Nat: I’m Natalie.
Edna: And I’M Mrs. Garrett and we’re from Eastland.
Student #2: Ooooh Eastland students!
Student #1: I’m Blake
#2: I’m Donald.
#3: I’m Joseph.
#4: I’m Nate
Man: Aaaaaaaaaand I’m Mr. Gallopter.
Blair: Hi Blake
Tootie: Hi Donald.
Jo: Hi Joseph.
Nat: Hi Nate.
Edna: Helllllllllo Mr. Gallopter. What is your phone number, we have to get going.
Gallopter: 555-0000
Edna: Thanks, LET’S GO GIRLS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


(They all get in car and camera shows car going off)

THE END!

Now for us to catch up to the other board the WESTLAND premiere:

WESTLAND theme: (to the tune of the Facts of Life theme)

You take the men, (Shows Joseph)
You take the boys, ( `` `` )
You take ‘em both and there you have, (Blake)
The WESTLAND students, the WESTLAND students. ( `` )
There’s a time, you gotta go, to show you manliness, now you know you’re (Nate)
A WESTLAND student, a WESTLAND student, (Nate)
When the world never seems to-o ha-ave any wo-men, (Donald)
Then suddenly your finding out that (Donald) you are in high schooool, high schoooool, (Rich)
HI-IGH SCHOOL
It takes a lot to get women right, (Rich)
When you are a WESTLAND student, a WESTLAND stu-u-dent, a WESTLAND student. (Directed by: Wachoootalkinabout)


WESTLAND
Pilot Episode
“The Trip”

Mr. Gallopter: Boys!
Joseph: Yes?
Mr. Gallopter: We’re going to go on a road trip!
Nate: Really? Cool, where are we going?
Mr. Gallopter: Well, it’s your choice.
Donald: Let’s go to the countryside of Peekskill!
Blake: Great idea! I need to get some new hair gel anyway.
Mr. Gallopter: What do you mean, Blake?
Blake: At Countryside, the men’s store.
Donald: No, like into fields ‘n’ stuff
Blake: Oh. I’M DRIVING!
Nate: Oh no your not, you stink at driving.
Blake: Oh yeah! I didn’t take my Driver’s Ed test yet!
Nate: DUH! Let’s go.

(IN THE PARKING LOT)
Nate: Which car are we taking?
Mr. Gallopter: How about the limo?
Nate: YIPEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(IN THE LIMO)
Blake: Chauffeur, we’d like some vodka.
Mr. Gallopter: No, we wouldn’t!
Blake: Fine. YOU ARE THE WEAKEST LINK, GOODBYE! (buries his head in his hands)
Joseph: What a baby.
Donald: Chauffeur where are we…chauffeur? Chauffeur?
Nate: THE CHAUFFEUR IS DEAD!! I’M GONNA THROW THE BODY ON THE SIDE OF THE ROAD AND DRIVE ON!
(mixed no’s and good idea’s and yes’s)
Nate: Okay vote, who thinks that I should (Nate, Joseph, and Blake raise their hands) Majority rules. (opens the door and throws the body)
(Nate jumps in the driver’s seat and screams)
Mr. Gallopter: What Nate? Is there bloooood?
Nate: Surprisingly, yes.
Mr. Gallopter: Ewwwwwww, here are some towels.
Joseph: I’m gonna be sick (throws up all over the ground of the limo)
Mr. Gallopter: Oh nooooooo! Headmaster Fillintra is going to be—
(radio commercial)
Britney Spears: Do YOU need car help? Call triple A at 1800-I-LOVE-AAA
Mr. Gallopter: I have a cell phone. (dials 1-800-I-LOVE-AAA)
Voice: Triple A.
Mr. Gallopter: Hi, we need some car cleaning services because Joseph just puked all over the limo floor.
(dial tone)
Mr. Gallopter: Hello, Hello, HELLOOOOOOOOO!!??!?!
(dial tone)
Nate: They probably thought you were—
(big bump)
Joseph: OWWWWWWWWWW! (blood starts streaming from his head)
Mr. Gallopter: JOSEPH! (rips out a roll of gauze tape) Okay, let me wrap this around your head. (unrolls it and wraps it) There! Voila!
Joseph: Thanks.
Mr. Gallopter: Nate, what was that bump?
Nate: It-it-it was…nothing?
Mr. Gallopter: Nate, it wasn’t what I think it was, was it.
Nate: What do you think it is?
Mr. Gallopter: A skunk.
Nate: Oh, uh, yeah, it was a skunk. (under his breath) whew!
Mr. Gallopter: Hey, skunks don’t have that much blood!
Nate: What do you mean?
Mr. Gallopter: There is a HUGE bloody mess behind the—
(Nate starts speeding)
Mr. Gallopter: Nate! You should get your license revoked!
Nate: Sorry, I just haven’t driven a limo in a long--never.
Mr. Gallopter: Nate, Nate, Nate. Let me drive.
Nate: NOOOOOO!!!! (is looking back screaming “No!” and swirves to the right and crashes)
Joseph: Nate, you are such an idiot!! I ain’t fixin’ the car this time eitha!
Mr. Gallopter: JOSEPH!! Get out there and fix this car, immediatly!
Joseph: You can’t make me, Richard.
(mixed “ooooh”’s and “ahhh”’s)
Mr. Gallopter: Joseph!!!!! THAT IS UNCALLED FOR! YOU ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO CALL YOUR HOUSE FATHER BY HIS FIRST--
Donald: Please, can we call you Richard, Richard?
Mr. Gallopter: NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Call me Rich.

THE END


There, happy?

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