The Five Stooges

The Five Stooges: Dumber Plumbers

A new plumbing joint had opened up just down the road in 1946, down on Bonehead Street. It had a simple name and phrase, "Day and Nite Plumbers; We Never Sleep". However, unknown to anyone, the company consisted of the five dumbest morons on the planet.

Moe sat inside the car, reading a book titled, "How To Be A Plumber". His black hair sat on his head like a midnight mushroom, which was partially hidden under a cap he wore. He wore a dark jacket over his plumbing outfit, which consisted of just a buttoned shirt and matching pants.

As he read his How To book, the phone rang. Reaching over, Moe pulled the phone, which was attached to an accordion-style pulley, toward him as he answered.

"Night and Day Plumbers," he greeted. On the other end was a wealthy man, who wore the finest suit and tie, his hair gelled back and a handlebar mustache on his lip.

"I'd like you to come right out to 1414 Bleeker Street right away," the man said. "Ask for Mr. Norfleet."

"Be over in two shakes of a martini," Moe said as he hung up, laughing to himself. "Oh boy, our first case." He then pushed the phone back to the wall, but it shot right back, socking him in the face. Angry, the Boss Stooge gripped the phone with both hands and shot it to the wall again. Like before, the phone shot back, but this time, Moe ducked. Moe laughed at his victory before the phone socked him again before going back to the wall.

Growling, Moe turned his car on as he turned on a siren, pulling the jeep forward to a pole that shot up from the second floor.

"Come on, you slugs!" Moe shouted up at the hole in the ceiling. "We're rolling!" Up on the second floor, three men and a boy no older than 19 all slept on a quintuple bunk bed.

The man on the bottom bunk, Shemp, had his black hair gelled back, wrinkles on his face showed he was the oldest out of the five. Sleeping above him was Larry, who had a bald top on his head, but large tufts of curly hair sticking out of the back and sides of his skull. The middle bunk, reserved for Moe, was empty, but above that slept the boy, who had shaggy blonde hair that gave him the name Shaggy. And finally, on the top bunk, was Curly, who had his head shaved to the scalp and a large tummy. As Larry inhaled a snore, Shaggy let out a whistle, followed by Curly humming in his sleep and Shemp chirping like a tiny bird.

"WAKE UP, YOU IMBECILES!" Moe called from below, forcing all four to wake up and roll out of bed, landing on top of the other.

"What's for breakfast, Moe?" Shaggy yawned as he stretched. "I'm starving."

"NEVER MIND BREAKFAST, YOU NINCOMPOOPS!" Moe called. "WE GOT OUR FIRST CASE!"

"Oh boy!" Curly said in a high voice, thick with a Boston accent. "Our first case! Good thing I changed my socks last night. First time I changed them in four years." The four then jumped out of their pajamas, revealing Shemp in a jumpsuit, Larry and Curly in regular everyday suits, the tubby one wearing no hat and curly-haired one wearing a fedora, and Shaggy wearing a short sleeved shirt under a checkered vest, a newsboy cap was pulled out of the back pocket of his trousers and placed onto his head, though tufts of his very shaggy golden hair were poking out of the bottom.

"Come on, fellas," Larry said. "Let's get the tools."

"What tools?" Shemp asked.

"The tools we've been using for the last two years," Shaggy answered.

"Oh, those tools." The four then ran over to the corner of the room, where bags of pipes and tools, and grabbed them. They all then ran over to the pipe and slid down, Larry first, followed by Curly and Shaggy, and Shemp bringing up the caboose. But once Larry landed in the jeep, he landed on top of Moe, forcing the Boss Stooge to hit the accelerator. Curly and Shaggy barely landed in the jeep as it drove away, but Shemp landed on the floor with a heavy thud.