The behind the scenes story about the 2 girls and 1 cup that revolutionized video viewing around the globe. A story about the radical ideas spawned from two girls who engaged in the passionate love of fecal matter they felt since birth.

Scene 1

(open on a moonlight view of a small horse trotting along a lake)

Girl 1: I sat down besides her, thinking about our past. She was still mad about our fight. I knew nothing I did could console her, yet for some reason I just needed to try. “Hey, do you wanna come over to my place?”

Girl 2: “What, so you can just do it again?”

Girl 1: “Come on, forgot about that. It was-”

Girl 2: “You don’t accidentally s*** on someone’s face!”

Girl 1: “You know I didn’t mean it!” I struggled to defend myself, knowing that I was flat out lying. I had every intention of s****** on her face, ever since my mom had taught me when I was twelve. It was a cold night and I was playing with my sister Lucy’s hair.

Lucy: “OW! Let go!!”

Girl 1: “Haha, make ME!!”

Mom: “quith it you two..or ill…make you”

Girl 1: Mom had been drunk, the third time this week” You’ll make us what? You can’t do anything now that daddy’s dead!”

Mom: “thahs it, you’re taking it”

Girl 1: She then proceeded to forcibly lay me down against the concrete floor “Let go of me! It’s not my fault she had my doll!” Back then, I thought she was just going to spank me, however, I was soon proven very wrong.

Mom: “open up or ill hit you again!, you know what I’ll do”

Girl 1: I opened my mouth wide as my mother squatted vertically over my soft face. I was more afraid of getting spanked then anything else. “ohkay now whaht”

Mom: “just wait…I’ll learn you…”

Scene 2

Girl 1: Slowly I watched the oozing blood red feces emanate from my mother’s anus. Mortified, I yelled “NO, LUCY HELP STOP!”

Lucy: “…”

Mom: “here we go, now keep still, STOP, that’s it, learn”

Girl 1: Shockingly, I felt no disgust, no pain, no regret for engulfing the full amount of waste from my mother. Instead, I asked for more.

Mom: “oh, so you’ve grown up like your mom already huh? Well then, let’s get your sister to punish you shit faced girl, LUCY GET IN HERE”

Lucy: “…alright”

Girl 1: Lucy always did what I did, copycat. She then mimicked my mother’s posture and s***** all over my face. She always was a bit gauche, missing my mouth at times, forcing me to free my hand and push it back in.

Girl 2: “I Don’t care what you say, you did it on purpose and I’ll never forgive you!, I’m never speaking to you again!”

Girl 1: NO please don’t do this, I can explain.”

Girl 2: (runs away quickly towards her home in the rural outskirts of town)

Girl 1: *sigh* Now what? How do I convince her to come back? How do I express my regret? I decided that I could only return to my one safe abode in Berlin. I longed to see Marie. After a long walk I finally arrived, tired and confused, to my old home.

Girl1: “hey sherry, is Marie there?”

Counter Lady: “I ain’t sherry and I don’t know no Marie. You got the wrong place.”

Girl 1: “what? But this is Oakland road isn’t it?”

Counter Lady: “Yah so I still don’t know no Marie!”

Man in back: “Marie’s been dead for four years!”

Girl 1: “What did he say??”

Scene 3

Counter Lady: “oh yah, I remember now. She died of diphtheria 4 years back. Didn’t yah hear? What kind of friend are you (hahaha)”

Girl 1: “alright.. thank you…” I was crushed. She had been my friend since we were 5 years old. She was always the person to turn to whenever my life got flipped, turned upside down

Girl 2: And Id like to take a minute just sit right there

Ill tell you how I became the prince of a town called bel-air

Lucy: In west Philadelphia born and raised

On the playground where I spent most of my days

Girl 1: Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool

Girl from behind counter: And all shooting some b-ball outside of the school

When a couple of guys said were up in no good

Girl 1: Started making trouble in my neighborhood I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
Girl 2: And said you’re moving with your auntie and uncle in bel-air

Girl 3: I begged and pleaded with her the other day

Girl 2: But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way she gave me a kissin and she gave me my ticket I put my walkman on and said I might as well kick it

Uncle Jon: First class, yo this is bad, drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass

Girl 1: Is this what the people of bel-air livin like, Hmm this might be alright!

Girl 2: I whistled for a cab and when it came near the Licensplate said fresh and had a dice in the mirror

Girl 1: Wtf, how did this happen? If anything I could say that this cab was rare but I thought now forget it, yo home to bel-air

Girl 3: I pulled up to a house about seven or eight And I yelled to the cabby yo, home smell you later Looked at my kingdom I was finally there To settle my throne as the prince of bel-air

Girl 1: “Well I guess so, but only if you promise to keep it a secret!”

Girl 2: “alright, I will ”

Lucy: “Hey, don’t forget about me!!”

Girl 1 and 2: “hahahaha we won’t Lucy!”

Girl 1: I had a new hope, a new dream. One that I didn’t have to share with my sister but knew that this time: she’d be there.

Girl 2: “hold on! I’ve got something for you. I know it’s a little broken, but I thought you should have it, I’ve been keeping it ever since the tournament.”

Girl 1: “What is it?”

Girl 2: “hehe, come and find out!”

Girl 1: It was the dress I had worn to win over the judges. I had used the hole in the bottom to excrete feces onto Lucy without showing my breasts. I couldn’t believe it. “…omg Thank you so much. I thought it was lost forever!”

Girl 2: “Nothing’s lost forever when you have friends. “

Scene 4

Jon: “where is that girl? She’s always late!”

Assistant: “hey hey, calm down boss, you know she’s a star now. Big stars have big responsibilities.”

Jon: “(grumbling) well how about the responsibilities she has down here at my shop?”

Girl 1: “come on hurry, we’re going to be late!” I didn’t want to upset Jon after all he had let me do. It wasn’t exactly the “status-quo” at the time and he had let me take a lot of time off for shooting.

Girl 2: “go on without me, I’ll me you there, I’ve just go to get this bug out of my-AH!!”

Girl 1: “What’s wrong!?”

Girl 2: “It’s Jackie, omg I haven’t seen you in forever!”

Jackie: “it’s been a long time.”

Girl 1: “hurry, to Jon’s, we don’t have much time, Jackie can come too.”

Assistant: “There she is, right on time. See I told you she’d make it.”

Jon: “Yah, made it with enough time to spare as about as much hair I’ve got left”

Girl 1,2, and Jackie: “hahaha oh uncle Jon”

Girl 1: “It’s great to be home Jon.”

Jon: “Oh yah? Well prove it, there’s a spot over there that needs mopping”

Girl 1: “Sure thing uncle” I didn’t care that I was working on my own vaction, I had just missed the simplicity that came with our old home. And I’d never leave.

And then they went on to create one the internet’s most popular German pornos. The End.