MCR-isms
by ~NaruIno4eva
[b]I DID NOT WRITE THIS ONE OF MY FRIENDS ON DEVIANTART DID[b]
1. Gerard: Frank, you seriously have a problem with unclipping bras
Frank: What problem? *unclips Jamia's bra from behind*
Jamia: Eep! *holds up bra* Holy crap Frankie! We're in public!! Clip it back on, hurry!
Frank: I only know how to undo, honey, not redo.
Jamia: =_= ...Some help you are.
2. Frank: *knocks on Gerard's door*
Gerard: Oh hi Frankie, what's up?
Frank: Are you forgetting the "Bros Before Hos" contract we all signed?
Gerard: What?
Lynz: *emerages from behind Gerard wearing one of his shirts* Hi Frank!!
Frank: See?! Bros Before Hos! Bros Before Hos!
LynZ: Did you just call me a whore?
Frank: No; I called you a ho. Like the gardening tool. BURN
Gerard and LynZ: GTFO, Frankie
3. LynZ: Gerard! You got me pregnant again! I told you to wear a condom!
Gerard: But all the condoms were too big!
LynZ: That's because your thing is so small! It's like an iPod shuffle!
Gerard: HAY
4. Gerard: *shavin his pits*
Mikey: So that's where your beard went!
Gerard: =_=
Frank: It's a forest!
Gerard: >(
Ray: Damn! Thats not how you grow facial hair, Gee
Gerard: DX
Bob: Hahaha, fail beard. Beard!
Gerard: ...
Alicia: Shit! Mikey was right about those pits.
Gerard: SHUT THE FUCK UP, PEOPLE! Why did I out of all people have to be the one with a lack of testosterone? Why couldn't it have been Mikey?! *sobs*
5. Gerard: *notices a hole in the croch of Frank's jeans* That is one awkward hole you got there, my friend
Frank: Yeah, but the ladies like it~
Gerard: And by ladies you mean Jamia?
Frank: Your point?
6. Katlyn: Bob, hurry up and get your food! Frank's going on next! *fatty...*
Bob: Hey, I heard that! And there is a camera right there, I know it! *turns around* Fuck, I was right. Must...resist...smashing it...
7. Gerard: I just remembered: Ray is Mexican! You can converse with your native people here, Toro! :D
Ray: ...Fuck off. ><
8. Bob: That Franka and Jamia...they are the least cute couple I have ever seen
*Frank and Jamia enter*
Bob: There they are, the most lovely couple ever! They make me wanna cry!
Frank and Jamia: ...Fail acting, Bob. We heard you.
9. Gerard: *imitating Dave Chapelle* Them Mexicans and their leopard print coats... XD
Everyone except Ray: Ooooooooooooooh~ XD
Ray: *is wearing a leopard print coat* ...
--
10. Gerard: Intermission, everyone! One, two, three, four!
Mikey and Gerard: Hey hey, you you/I don't like your girlfriend~ XD
11. Gerard: *noticing that Ray is tuning his guitar* Tuning, tuning, tuning...tuning, tuning...tuning...iole!
Ray: ...WTH...
12. Frank: *rocking out with Pansy* Nah nah nah nah nah~ *smashes Pansy accidentially mid-song* ... :0 Fuck
13. Gerard: I got the worst middle name a man can give his son. At least my brother got a normal, sensible one that the ladies like.
Mikey: Ha ha. xp
14. Gerard: *uncovers the GWay/Helena fandom* AAAAAAH! What the fuck?! This is incest, incest I tell you! INCEST!!! Me and my grandmama...ToT
LynZ: Did you discover another sick, twisted fandom today babe?
Gerard: Yup.
LynZ: Thought so.
15. Ray: I don't get why people call me Mexican. I'm Puerto Rican.
Gerard: Puerto Rico and Mexico are near each other. You guys are homies. Y'all can party together.
Ray: Well, that's true.
16. Mikey: I got my baby a fucking rock. Her ring trumps the pebbles y'all gave your girls. Thus, I get bonus points.
Alicia: Yes you do. *kisses*
17. Gerard: *smokes a rone*
Mikey: Do you really have to do that here? *pulls out inhaler*
Gerard: Yes I do. This is my smoking spot. Go find your own asthma medicine-taking spot.
Mikey: o__<; At least I'm doing something healthy.
Gerard: HAY. No smoker exclusion.
Mikey: Shut it, cancer stick boy. *takes medicine*
18. Doctor: So, Michael, why do you wany Lasik?
Mikey: 'Cause I've had specs since I was a wee lad, and since I'm getting married, I don't want glasses when I get married. My future kids would make fun of me.
19. Frank: Dude, get your ass on twitter. You haven't been on since fucking September.
Gerard: That's 'cause I'm too busy being a Daddy. :p
Frank: Your wife is a more active twitterer than you. Don't use parenting as an excuse, daddy-o.
Gerard: Are you serious? God damn.
20. Gerard: Maybe we should do that Unplugged show on the MTV.
Frank: Nah, I don't think that'd be good.
Gerard: Aww, why not?
Ray: How am I supposed to shred on an acosutic guitar?
Bob: And how could I even drum? Use a bongo drum? I'd break that motherfucker in two seconds flat.
21. Bob: *shreding on the drums* Fuck yeah, I rule *hits tambourine and sends it flying into a light* ...Oh, shit.
--
22. Gerard: *gets handed dirty dishes at an event* Aww, I thought that this time I didn't look like a waiter again! :(
23. Ray: Okay, where's Frankie? Is he still getting ready?
Bob: He said he'd be in the lobby in five minutes.
*Frank and Jamia enter giggling*
Ray: Where the hell have you two been?
Frank and Jamia: *laugh* There's a party in your bathroom/All night long~! XD
Mikey: Whoa! TMI, dude!
Gerard: ...Frank Anthony Thomas Iero Junior, that is NOT appropriate. There are children in this establishment.
Frank: *ignores G and kisses Jamia on the cheek* There's a party in my bathroom/All night long~!
24. Jamia: Now Frankie, I know you love tattoos and I love yours, but please don't get so many that you look like Trace Cyrus.
Frank: Who?
Jamia: The creepy catfish man you're scared of, dear.
Frank: Ooooooh. Yeah, don't worry, honey. I won't look like the scary catfish man, I promise.
25. Gerard: Bandit, promise your old man that when you become a big girl, that you will not be like Miley Cyrus. Okay?
LynZ: -____-; She's a baby. She's not going to understand a word coming out of your mouth.
Gerard: Please don't ruin this for me, baby.
26. Gerard: How come we never get to go to the Grammy's? We're totally legit for that shit.
Mikey: It's because they can't handle too many people from New Jersey in one place. The whole cast of Jersey Shore is there.
Gerard: Psh, they don't count.
27. Alicia: I just realized; if you married your ex instead of Linds, and Bob never dated Katlyn, all of the ladies of My Chem would have names ending with an 'a.' Alicia, Christa, Eliza, Jamia...
Gerard: ...Don't remind me of her, please. Find my happy place, find my happy place...D:
28. Rob Cavallo: Now Gerard, for the bridge right here, I nned you to sound like your crying. At least in the beginning.
Gerard: >___> No.
Cavallo: =___= *and they said he wasn't a diva...* Fine, I'm just gonna lock you up in this lil studio, okay?
Gerard: Whatever.
Cavallo: And we're just gonna have a special someone observe as we try to get this part down.
*LynZ enters*
Gerard: :D LINDSEEEY~ *tries to open door* What? It's locked?! NOOOOOOO~
Cavallo: 'Kay we're recording now, start at 'can you hear me crying.'
Gerard: *to LynZ* "Can you hear me cry out to you words I thought I'd choke on?/Figure out-"
Cavallo: That was great, try singing into the mic instead of against the glass this time, please?
--
29. Bob: *listening to Christina Augilera on his iPod* :D
Frank: O hay Bobbert whatcha listening to?
Bob: Fuck off.
Frank: *steals iPod*
Bob: Hay, that is mine-
Frank: Christina AGUILERA?! *laughs* O my God, this is rich. Yo Mikey, guess what's on Bob's-
Bob: *tackles Frank to the ground* Take that, you little iPod stealing Keebler elf!
30. Gerard: *reads Perez Hilton.com* Look honey, I have a whole section on Perez Hilton! I'm considered remotely famous! :D
LynZ: *inspects* One of your articles is also filed under the "Yummy Yummy Skrew" section, and they misspelt my name twice.
Gerard: D:
31. Jamia: Hey, Frankie. Guess what?
Frank: What?
Jamia: I have no panties on. :D
Frank: 0////0 That's hawt.
Jamia: If Paris Hilton sues you for saying that, I'm not paying the legal fee.
32. Gerard: *is feeding Bandit her bottle*
LynZ: ...I love you. <3
Gerard: <3
33. LynZ: Hay Gerard sweetie, who's a better kisser: me or Bert McCracken?
Gerard: Um...do you want me to tell you a little lie when i tell you the answer?
LynZ: o_____<;;;;;
34. Gerard: *is watching MSI play*
Wormy: Dude, I know she's your wife and all, but do you have to stare at her ass all day long?
Gerard: Yes~
Wormy: +___+;;;
35. Gerard: In case of a Y2K emergency or a 2012 apocolypse, hide in the bathrooms. They're safest.
36. Gerard: *trying to think of a TUA storyline* ...Rawr, fuck you, writer's block
37. Ray: Now that Bob's out of the band..what are we gonna do about drumming later?
Mikey: ...Ooo, didn't think about that.
Frank: James?
Gerard: BINGO!
38. Mikey: :D
by ~NaruIno4eva
[b]I DID NOT WRITE THIS ONE OF MY FRIENDS ON DEVIANTART DID[b]
1. Gerard: Frank, you seriously have a problem with unclipping bras
Frank: What problem? *unclips Jamia's bra from behind*
Jamia: Eep! *holds up bra* Holy crap Frankie! We're in public!! Clip it back on, hurry!
Frank: I only know how to undo, honey, not redo.
Jamia: =_= ...Some help you are.
2. Frank: *knocks on Gerard's door*
Gerard: Oh hi Frankie, what's up?
Frank: Are you forgetting the "Bros Before Hos" contract we all signed?
Gerard: What?
Lynz: *emerages from behind Gerard wearing one of his shirts* Hi Frank!!
Frank: See?! Bros Before Hos! Bros Before Hos!
LynZ: Did you just call me a whore?
Frank: No; I called you a ho. Like the gardening tool. BURN
Gerard and LynZ: GTFO, Frankie
3. LynZ: Gerard! You got me pregnant again! I told you to wear a condom!
Gerard: But all the condoms were too big!
LynZ: That's because your thing is so small! It's like an iPod shuffle!
Gerard: HAY
4. Gerard: *shavin his pits*
Mikey: So that's where your beard went!
Gerard: =_=
Frank: It's a forest!
Gerard: >(
Ray: Damn! Thats not how you grow facial hair, Gee
Gerard: DX
Bob: Hahaha, fail beard. Beard!
Gerard: ...
Alicia: Shit! Mikey was right about those pits.
Gerard: SHUT THE FUCK UP, PEOPLE! Why did I out of all people have to be the one with a lack of testosterone? Why couldn't it have been Mikey?! *sobs*
5. Gerard: *notices a hole in the croch of Frank's jeans* That is one awkward hole you got there, my friend
Frank: Yeah, but the ladies like it~
Gerard: And by ladies you mean Jamia?
Frank: Your point?
6. Katlyn: Bob, hurry up and get your food! Frank's going on next! *fatty...*
Bob: Hey, I heard that! And there is a camera right there, I know it! *turns around* Fuck, I was right. Must...resist...smashing it...
7. Gerard: I just remembered: Ray is Mexican! You can converse with your native people here, Toro! :D
Ray: ...Fuck off. ><
8. Bob: That Franka and Jamia...they are the least cute couple I have ever seen
*Frank and Jamia enter*
Bob: There they are, the most lovely couple ever! They make me wanna cry!
Frank and Jamia: ...Fail acting, Bob. We heard you.
9. Gerard: *imitating Dave Chapelle* Them Mexicans and their leopard print coats... XD
Everyone except Ray: Ooooooooooooooh~ XD
Ray: *is wearing a leopard print coat* ...
--
10. Gerard: Intermission, everyone! One, two, three, four!
Mikey and Gerard: Hey hey, you you/I don't like your girlfriend~ XD
11. Gerard: *noticing that Ray is tuning his guitar* Tuning, tuning, tuning...tuning, tuning...tuning...iole!
Ray: ...WTH...
12. Frank: *rocking out with Pansy* Nah nah nah nah nah~ *smashes Pansy accidentially mid-song* ... :0 Fuck
13. Gerard: I got the worst middle name a man can give his son. At least my brother got a normal, sensible one that the ladies like.
Mikey: Ha ha. xp
14. Gerard: *uncovers the GWay/Helena fandom* AAAAAAH! What the fuck?! This is incest, incest I tell you! INCEST!!! Me and my grandmama...ToT
LynZ: Did you discover another sick, twisted fandom today babe?
Gerard: Yup.
LynZ: Thought so.
15. Ray: I don't get why people call me Mexican. I'm Puerto Rican.
Gerard: Puerto Rico and Mexico are near each other. You guys are homies. Y'all can party together.
Ray: Well, that's true.
16. Mikey: I got my baby a fucking rock. Her ring trumps the pebbles y'all gave your girls. Thus, I get bonus points.
Alicia: Yes you do. *kisses*
17. Gerard: *smokes a rone*
Mikey: Do you really have to do that here? *pulls out inhaler*
Gerard: Yes I do. This is my smoking spot. Go find your own asthma medicine-taking spot.
Mikey: o__<; At least I'm doing something healthy.
Gerard: HAY. No smoker exclusion.
Mikey: Shut it, cancer stick boy. *takes medicine*
18. Doctor: So, Michael, why do you wany Lasik?
Mikey: 'Cause I've had specs since I was a wee lad, and since I'm getting married, I don't want glasses when I get married. My future kids would make fun of me.
19. Frank: Dude, get your ass on twitter. You haven't been on since fucking September.
Gerard: That's 'cause I'm too busy being a Daddy. :p
Frank: Your wife is a more active twitterer than you. Don't use parenting as an excuse, daddy-o.
Gerard: Are you serious? God damn.
20. Gerard: Maybe we should do that Unplugged show on the MTV.
Frank: Nah, I don't think that'd be good.
Gerard: Aww, why not?
Ray: How am I supposed to shred on an acosutic guitar?
Bob: And how could I even drum? Use a bongo drum? I'd break that motherfucker in two seconds flat.
21. Bob: *shreding on the drums* Fuck yeah, I rule *hits tambourine and sends it flying into a light* ...Oh, shit.
--
22. Gerard: *gets handed dirty dishes at an event* Aww, I thought that this time I didn't look like a waiter again! :(
23. Ray: Okay, where's Frankie? Is he still getting ready?
Bob: He said he'd be in the lobby in five minutes.
*Frank and Jamia enter giggling*
Ray: Where the hell have you two been?
Frank and Jamia: *laugh* There's a party in your bathroom/All night long~! XD
Mikey: Whoa! TMI, dude!
Gerard: ...Frank Anthony Thomas Iero Junior, that is NOT appropriate. There are children in this establishment.
Frank: *ignores G and kisses Jamia on the cheek* There's a party in my bathroom/All night long~!
24. Jamia: Now Frankie, I know you love tattoos and I love yours, but please don't get so many that you look like Trace Cyrus.
Frank: Who?
Jamia: The creepy catfish man you're scared of, dear.
Frank: Ooooooh. Yeah, don't worry, honey. I won't look like the scary catfish man, I promise.
25. Gerard: Bandit, promise your old man that when you become a big girl, that you will not be like Miley Cyrus. Okay?
LynZ: -____-; She's a baby. She's not going to understand a word coming out of your mouth.
Gerard: Please don't ruin this for me, baby.
26. Gerard: How come we never get to go to the Grammy's? We're totally legit for that shit.
Mikey: It's because they can't handle too many people from New Jersey in one place. The whole cast of Jersey Shore is there.
Gerard: Psh, they don't count.
27. Alicia: I just realized; if you married your ex instead of Linds, and Bob never dated Katlyn, all of the ladies of My Chem would have names ending with an 'a.' Alicia, Christa, Eliza, Jamia...
Gerard: ...Don't remind me of her, please. Find my happy place, find my happy place...D:
28. Rob Cavallo: Now Gerard, for the bridge right here, I nned you to sound like your crying. At least in the beginning.
Gerard: >___> No.
Cavallo: =___= *and they said he wasn't a diva...* Fine, I'm just gonna lock you up in this lil studio, okay?
Gerard: Whatever.
Cavallo: And we're just gonna have a special someone observe as we try to get this part down.
*LynZ enters*
Gerard: :D LINDSEEEY~ *tries to open door* What? It's locked?! NOOOOOOO~
Cavallo: 'Kay we're recording now, start at 'can you hear me crying.'
Gerard: *to LynZ* "Can you hear me cry out to you words I thought I'd choke on?/Figure out-"
Cavallo: That was great, try singing into the mic instead of against the glass this time, please?
--
29. Bob: *listening to Christina Augilera on his iPod* :D
Frank: O hay Bobbert whatcha listening to?
Bob: Fuck off.
Frank: *steals iPod*
Bob: Hay, that is mine-
Frank: Christina AGUILERA?! *laughs* O my God, this is rich. Yo Mikey, guess what's on Bob's-
Bob: *tackles Frank to the ground* Take that, you little iPod stealing Keebler elf!
30. Gerard: *reads Perez Hilton.com* Look honey, I have a whole section on Perez Hilton! I'm considered remotely famous! :D
LynZ: *inspects* One of your articles is also filed under the "Yummy Yummy Skrew" section, and they misspelt my name twice.
Gerard: D:
31. Jamia: Hey, Frankie. Guess what?
Frank: What?
Jamia: I have no panties on. :D
Frank: 0////0 That's hawt.
Jamia: If Paris Hilton sues you for saying that, I'm not paying the legal fee.
32. Gerard: *is feeding Bandit her bottle*
LynZ: ...I love you. <3
Gerard: <3
33. LynZ: Hay Gerard sweetie, who's a better kisser: me or Bert McCracken?
Gerard: Um...do you want me to tell you a little lie when i tell you the answer?
LynZ: o_____<;;;;;
34. Gerard: *is watching MSI play*
Wormy: Dude, I know she's your wife and all, but do you have to stare at her ass all day long?
Gerard: Yes~
Wormy: +___+;;;
35. Gerard: In case of a Y2K emergency or a 2012 apocolypse, hide in the bathrooms. They're safest.
36. Gerard: *trying to think of a TUA storyline* ...Rawr, fuck you, writer's block
37. Ray: Now that Bob's out of the band..what are we gonna do about drumming later?
Mikey: ...Ooo, didn't think about that.
Frank: James?
Gerard: BINGO!
38. Mikey: :D
okay, though no official announcement has been made yet by MCR yet, the dude filling in for drums is Michael Pedicone, who has apparently been friends with MCR for some time.
On his Twitter, Michael said: "Ive known these guys for years. Now we get to play music together for a long time to come. Get used to me!"
I'm sure he will probably be with MCR from now on, but we're still waiting for the official announcement through MCR's website or something ran by them.
i look forward to seeing Michael play :)
On his Twitter, Michael said: "Ive known these guys for years. Now we get to play music together for a long time to come. Get used to me!"
I'm sure he will probably be with MCR from now on, but we're still waiting for the official announcement through MCR's website or something ran by them.
i look forward to seeing Michael play :)
Now come one come all to this tragic affair
Wipe off that makeup, what's in is despair
So throw on the black dress, mix in with the lot
You might wake up and notice you're someone you're not
If you look in the mirror and don't like what you see
You can find out firsthand what it's like to be me
So gather 'round piggies and kiss this goodbye
I'd encourage your smiles I'll expect you won't cry
Another contusion, my funeral jag
Here's my resignation, I'll serve it in drag
You've got front row seats to the penitence ball
When I grow up I want to be nothing at all!
I said yeah, yeah!
I said yeah, yeah!
C'mon C'mon C'mon I said
(Save me!) Get me the hell out of here
(Save me!) Too young to die and my dear
(You can't!) If you can hear me just walk away and
(Take me!)
Wipe off that makeup, what's in is despair
So throw on the black dress, mix in with the lot
You might wake up and notice you're someone you're not
If you look in the mirror and don't like what you see
You can find out firsthand what it's like to be me
So gather 'round piggies and kiss this goodbye
I'd encourage your smiles I'll expect you won't cry
Another contusion, my funeral jag
Here's my resignation, I'll serve it in drag
You've got front row seats to the penitence ball
When I grow up I want to be nothing at all!
I said yeah, yeah!
I said yeah, yeah!
C'mon C'mon C'mon I said
(Save me!) Get me the hell out of here
(Save me!) Too young to die and my dear
(You can't!) If you can hear me just walk away and
(Take me!)
