One day, The Entourage was just "chillin'" at Malibu Melvin's Beach House, looking out at the waves and sand when the Extra Crispy Roadie, Alberto the Opal, came running up to them off the beach, screaming at the top of his lungs "SHARK!!!" Now Bob was deathly afraid of sharks, so he screamed "MELVIN!! HOLD ME!!!" Melvin was meditation though, was not in this dimension at the time, so he couldn't hear Bob's pleas. Bob, giving up on Melvin, turned to his second line of defense. "SPAM!!" cried Bob "HOLD ME!!!" Now Spam would have obliged Bob, however he was a super hero and therefore more concerned with saving the Extra Cripsy Roadie so that he wouldn't become the Extra Crispy Roadie in wee little pieces. Bob was nearing complete hysteria by this time so it was left to Velvetta and Fredania to comfort him. Velveeta couldn't do much though because he was an artifical cheese product you know, and sharks LOVE artifical cheese products....That left Fredania. Bob ran up to Fredania at full speed depending upon Fredania to hold him and protect him from the Shark. But Fredania stepped aside at the last minute and Bob fell right into the sea with the shark.
Bob freaked and splashed and keened like a dying rodent. SPAM would have gone in after him, but he didn't want to soil his socks and he'd already fullfilled his superhero RDA of saving people. So Bob just flopped around in the water for awhile, swimming in big circles around the shark. Bob was starting to get dizzy from all the circling when a Speeding, Glowing Green Thing fell into the sea next to him. The Speeding Glowing Green Thing bobbed there for a moment and then it surfaced. It was Hernano, the Attack Cactus, come to save the day!! WAHOO!!! Hernando sprang into action and with the help of Edna, who splashed down right after him, kicked the shark's wimpy butt.
Bob thanked Edna and Hernando profusely and they took off, back to the Llama Farm. Bob, who now looked like a drowned rat, climed back up the sand dunes to Malibu Melvin's Beach House's Back Porch. Bob shook the seaweed out of his hair and after carefully plucking the wee little crabs from his caterpillar lip, walked over and kicked Melvin. Melvin immediatly came back from wherever it was he had been and said "DUDE!! What was that for? You really should meditate more. I think if you mediated more and like omm'd out on a more frequent basis I would get kicked less. Yeah. Where's the beer?" Bob said "DANGIT MELVIN!! If you weren't so darned nice I'd be mad! yeah!! Where is the beer? Oh wait. I was yelling at you. Dude, it's all your fault!! I fell in the icky water!! Eeew! Goober!!" Melvin glanced at Bob and said "Sorry Dude. Dude, come. Join me in the cool ommness of this very radical day dude. It's tubular, dude" Now Bob could not resist tubular things, so he immediatly sat down next to Melvin, assumed his mediatative postion and just omm'd out.
