As Rob Zombie frantically undoes the one arm tied behind his back at the conclusion of his epic battle with the Meatloaf Monstrosity, he hears a series of muted giggles and pattering feet. Turning quickly, he hears a high pitched female voice crying out “Help me! Help me, Mr. Zombie” coming from behind a small copse of bushes. He clears the sweat and blood from his brow and peers cautiously around the nearest bush to see a bedraggled and spreadeagled Smurfette, smoking a cigarette, hair in all directions.
“It’s horrible! They’re out of control! Please help me get out of here!”
Filled with pity for the azure elfin creature, Rob Zombie reaches down to scoop up Smurfette and reassure her that it’s okay now, and that he wouldn’t let anything happen to her.
He starts as he hears the high pitched shrieking of a hundred horny hobgoblins, and the patter of feet turns into a rapid high pitched thunder. Suddenly, the wave of smurfs crashes into him, with some jumping onto his shoulders and others attaching fishing lines with hooks into his clothing.
On a cry of “Heave!” the lines grow taut, as Mr. Zombie is pulled to the ground. Another wave of Smurfs immediately set to pulling his legs apart and anchoring him, spreadeagled, face down in the dirt. Smurfette jumps nimbly to her feet and shakes out her mussed hair, tossing the cigarrette to the side.
“Sorry Rob, but it was rough enough for me before they found Gargamel’s Viagra - once that happened, I realized it was time for me to find them another special friend…”
Rob’s eyes grow wide and as the first wave mount him, he begins to shriek…
100 Smurfs overdosing on Viagra VS. Screech, from Saved By The Bell, having inadvertently ingested a large quantity of LSD in a freak Chem Lab gone awry