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Alright children, shut the fuck up, it’s time for yours truly to tell a terrifying tale of… tits…memes… I don’t know, just wanted to keep the alliteration going is all. I was a car repairman several years ago for Pixar employees. One of the higher ups, John Lasseter, who earned the nickname Dickface McTwinkieson around the workplace after eating 20 specially made dick-shaped Twinkies in under a minute and 30 seconds. He also crafted a penis out of chalk. The 90s was the best decade in the history of the world.
He brought his car into my shop one day after Monsters, Inc had come out, and said it was running funny. I did my usual inspection, checking tires, checking spark plugs, checking oil levels, power steering, the whole nine yards, until I decided to start up the car to detect anything unusual. There was what sounded like plastic clanking around in the engine. I took another look in the engine, and there sat near the coolant tank was a musty VHS cassette tape. It said “Cars” on the label written in brown Crayola washable marker. I thought it to be some kind of car showcase video, so I took it home with me. Big, big mistake.
I popped the VHS into my VCR and sat down in front of my idiotbox with some Disney-themed fruit snacks and began this wonderful vehicular viewing. Little did I know that I was in for a shock that would resonate with me to this day.
The first thing to pop on screen was a note in white text on a black background that said “Cars: Copyright 2001, Pixar Animation Studios. Not to be viewed by the public.” So apparently this was a preview of an upcoming movie from Pixar about cars! I was indeed excited about this. The short opened with heavy breathing. “Focus. Speed. I am speed. I’m faster than fast, quicker than quick, I am lightning!” It then showed the protagonist of the soon to be franchise finishing up snorting something white and powdery. What the fuck? They showed a character snorting cocaine?
How.
the.
hell.
They showed a character snorting cocaine?
It then cut to Lightning McQueen, white powder still on his face, racing with other formula cars. McQueen was designed a bit different in this compared to the final product to be released just 4 and a half short years later. His shape was more boxy and his racing number was 57 instead of 95. He was quickly gaining the first place spot when the antagonist, Chick Hicks came up behind him. He also looked different. He hadlooks like a morefuture generic racecarcar shape of tomorrow and had a HitlerUgandan Knuckles face with a hitler mustache-style grill.I think...
He came up behind McQueen and pushed him, sending McQueen spinning out of control and tumbling down the track, highly realistic car parts flying everywhere, then getting run over by every single racecar on the track. TheRandy musicNewman, thatwho hadcomposed beenCars playing stoppedStopped as the dust settled, the scene now completely silent as the camera slowly pans in on McQueen’s mangled body. He’s still alive, but barely. He’s moving slowly, shakily, trying to get up. Oddly, no one’s coming to his aid at all. Just letting McQueen sit in his crashed state, bleeding bloody blood everywhere. Now I’m pretty sure cars cannot bleed. However, they can’t talk or move on their own or have any sentient capabilities either so who am I to judge?
It gets even freakier.Anyways, After a cut to black, it cuts to McQueen in a hospital, surrounded by the cars from Radiator Springs. Sally, Mater, Doc Hudson, Luigi, Guido, Ramone, Flo, Red, and Lizzie were all at McQueen’s bedside. He was dying from his previous injuries. His whole body was completely bent and dented, his spoiler was dangling off his body, one of his eyes was gouged out, and he had bitten his tongue in half during the crash. The animation was absolutelyReally terriblegreat here.at the opening, now the animation is Hands down the C4D side at the Hospital scene OMG It looked like it was animated by someone who had just learned how to use AutodeskCinema Maya4D. It was choppya andrough robot-likeidea for Pixar to do this. The animation is always great at every Pixar film, so who am I the judge? The shading, lighting, texturing and everything else was in perfect orderGreat however. I know the quality is getting more Chubbly than the actual Cars Movie
“Well, looks like this is the end.!” McQueen stated with a small, half-hearted chuckle. No one else spoke a word. Just watched as McQueen’s life slowly started to fade away. “You know something, if everything happened for a reason, and everyone has a purpose for living, then why am I sitting here taking my last breaths at my young, young age? If you think about it, I don’t have any real purpose in this world, and what happened is a result of God weeding out the bad apples. So you see, God hasn’t abandoned us, but has certain ones he hates. Why not? I don’t hold the answer to that question, nor does anyone else on this beautiful earth...” His human-like features begin to fade, and turn into real-life car features that you and I call normal. One by one as McQueen spoke, features began to transform or fade completely away. “Enjoy your time on earth everybody, for it might not last as long as you may think...”
It cut to Sally wearing a monocle and wooden teeth, holding a Twinkie, listening to what McQueen had to say. A piece of paper with a heart with a crack down the middle appeared on McQueen’s face as he continued. He began to speak in tongues, what sounded to be Yiddish mixed with a hint of German. Subtitle slides that were used in silent films appeared translating what he was speaking. It said “Before I breathe my last breath, I want you all to also know I have seen Heaven, and I have seen Hell, and I know which one I’m going to.!” When the slide was done showing, it cut to McQueen again, having a piece of glass for his eyes like a real life car, and a grill instead of a mouth. He was still speaking, but it was muffled. He was also holding a pinecone with googly eyes, a bowtie and a top hat, which transformed into the HebrewBuddha Bible.Pictures statue, You know, the Dead meat ranked logo that was used in the Indian films, you know the one! Another slide appeared showing the words “Goodbye everyone, I am about to enter a new world of unending suffering and pain, much like in this realm, only many times worse...” It then cut to McQueen again, but as a picture of a real life version of McQueen pasted onto the hospital bed, much in the style of something from theHome firstAlone, 3who seasonswas ofby SpongebobFOX. Disney Didn't bought FOX Until 2017! He had a Star of David etched onto the driver’s side door and was what I think would be dead. Then Mater letsSaid out"I amissed belchLightning... of*Sobs*" Then doc Hudson, or as I would like to call it "The fabulous Hudson Hornet!" Hugs mater and said, "Don't worry mater, I got sadnessyou..." It was the saddest, most heart-wrenching belchmoment I had ever heard in my 39 years of life. !
It then faded to McQueen in Hell, perfectly normal and intact. What followed was Satan himself and Lightning McQueen competing in a rap battle. Weird since I thought Satan could just play a mean fiddle, I guess he got with the times. Satan was the first to go. “Yo, yo, I’m Satan and I wish you luck, hope your rhymes don’t suck a fuckf**k.” Woah, there was swearing in this tape. McQueen retorted with a rhyme of his own. “You can keep up with the beat, can rhyme in time, but your rhymes are more sour than a lime!” What the shits**t is this? This is some low quality, SHITTYS****Y rapping. If this was Pixar’s idea for two gangstas spitting straight fire bars at each other, then they also probably think the earth is round. Pfft, idiots.
Satan responded to McQueen’s shitty rhyme with another shittydamn rhyme. “My words are poetry, yours are booed, my rhymes are 5-star quality, yours are like fast food!” The only thing about this scene that’s worse than the rapping, is the fact that several dead celebrities are in the background, cheering after each line is dropped, including Tupac and Biggie Smalls.
WHAT.
THE.
HELL.
FUCK.
McQueen responded with, surprise surprise, another shittydumb crappy rhyme! “Shut the damn up, my lyrics are fire, yours aren’t even worthy to lick the dog shitpoop off my tires!” The cheering from the onlookers was so loud after that last rhyme that my TV speakers started crackling. They cheered and cheered some more, more onlookers joining in on the cheering, more and more start cheering until nothing can be heard except white noise. Satan and McQueen’s ears are now bleeding, but I couldn’t tell if it was from the intense amount of cheering, or just their piss-poor rapping, or maybe it was the fuckingfreaking worst beat ever coming from an old 90s boombox that was positioned between the two contestants.
As I reached for the volume button on my television since the white noise was too loud, McQueen and Satan both turned and looked at the camera, out the television, at me, into my soul. They were crying tears of incredibly realistic blood and had razors for teeth. “Turn down that volume and I’ll turn up at your house, GeraldoLeonardo Solomon Leopold-Abategiovanni IIIIV.” McQueen said in a menacing, demonic tone. How the fuckhell did this tape know my name? I restrained myself from turning down the volume as the tape faded to black, then ended. I sat there for what seemed like 2 days, replaying everything I had seen in my head over and over again, without even getting up to go to the bathroom.
Then I heard my doorbell ring. As I stood up to answer the door, all the fluid in my bladder that had built up from the past approximately two days immediately exited out my dickhole, soaking my underwear and pants completely. I quickly ran to replace my soiled trousers and opened the door. It was John Lasseter. He had a crazedmemed look on his face and was wearing a hawaiian shirt with Twinkies on it. “I NEEDneed THATVHS TAPEtape BACK!”now” Lasseter sputtered, spitting and salivating all over my brand-new expensive antique rug that I spent several years of hard-earned car-repair dollars to purchase. I told him that I don’t have a return policy, but I would oblige anyway, handing him a roll of duct tape and a tissue to wipe the retarded slobber off his chin. “Ha, ha, very funny,” Lasseter cackled heartily, “You“I andused Ithis bothas knowa what kind of tape we’re talking aboutprivacy. NotPLS ScotchGIVE tape,MEH notTHE masking tape, not filament, electrical, friction, or hockey, and certainly not FUCKING SHITTY ASS COCK DICK BITCH CUNT BOLLOCKS TWAT FART BASTARD HELL PISSING DUCT TAPE.”TEAP” He handed me back the duct tape, and I went and grabbed him some surgical tape. Lasseter became red as a beet, and had several veins popping out of his sweaty head. “I WANT THAT MOTHERFUCKING VHS TAPE BACKBAEC" YOU LITTLE SHIT!” Lasseter pile-drived into me like a footballI playersaid, knocking"Alright meFine! downI'll andgive rushingyou tothe myVHS!" VCR. HeAnd pushed eject and waited patiently for the VHSeject tobutton pop out. I snuck behindon the televisionVCR and unpluggedputted the VCR, unbeknownstit to Lasseter.My Hemom, justJoe satranft theredied forin severala minutes,funeral waitingAnd fori the VHSwanted to comesave outhim ofand itsi VCR caging. I strolled into the kitchenfell and grabbedi myselfsaw a delicious canned soda from the refrigerator and came back, Lasseter still seated perfectly stillfamily in frontthis of my Videocassette Recorder.hole! I waspulled almostout donethe withfuneral my soda as Lasseter all of a sudden in a fit of rage, picked up my VCRdoor and smashedi it against my big-screen TV. My VCR was in bits andputted the VHS felltape out.on LasseterJoe's grabbedhead. it"FREE andME ranOF outTHIS ofCURSE myJOE house faster than motherfucking Usain Bolt’s bitchass.RANFT!" I startedscreamed toat feelthe kindatop woozy.of Amy, little dizzy. My ears started to get hot and I suddenly passed outhead.
I noticed We're won't hitting the bottom of the hole, And it reminds me of The scene in hell!
"Could this be what i saw before?" From the hole, A Black and white 57 version of Lightning Mcqueen appeared, he said to me in a demonic tone, "In this hole, You should fall of the dead bodies! *cries*" and then he blurred away.
"That's what i get for the loud volume i guess" I said as i shrugged. Suddenly, Lightning Mcqueen appeared as the number 95 and the car shape from the 2006 Cars. He said normally, "Wow! It sounds like you've learned you lesson. You're now be free, Bye!" He Kachowed and i was back in my room!
When I awoke, I felt different, but I couldn’t tell how. John Lasseter and the rest of the Pixar team was surrounding me. When they realized I awoke, Lasseter started speaking. “So, how do you like your new body?” He held up a mirror for me to see myself. I was absolutely appalled. I was a car. My eyes were the windshield, my mouth was the grill, my internals the engine. I screamed, but it was cut short by the realization that I sounded exactly like the famous actor Owen Wilson. “What the hell did you do to me?” I shouted. John told me that he had tampered with the drinks I had in my fridge before I drank the can of soda. I should’ve known not to drink from an already opened can of soda. “Come on, Lightning McQueen,” John said, “We have a movie to make!”
When I appeared in my room, I looked over and the VHS Tape was gone!
I would like to close this story off by saying, the Cars movies are not CGI. They’re real. I played Lightning McQueen in the 3 Cars movies, and other tortured souls play the other characters. It could have easily been done in CGI, but John Lasseter and the entire Pixar crew are a bunch of sadists. I am writing this as I am attempting suicide by drinking Clorox. Goodbye everyone, it was nice knowing you for the time it took you to listen to this story.
John Lasseter said "I'm sorry that i Yelled... It was my fault..." John Lasseter left, with a smile across his face.
Mom, dad, I’m coming home.
"I realized, maybe Cars doesn't get a Beta Movie for good." I said. I looked to the sky and i said, "Thank you, Lightning Mcqueen. Everything will be alright." And though Joe Ranft is permanently, dead, John Lasseter used a Actual Tape of Cars in 2006 for me to remember him by.
Thanks, to me!
== Video that tells the story more different than my version ==
{{video|Cars- The Lost Beta Movie}}
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