Skydiving

Voice Cast

 * Paul as himself
 * Eric as himself
 * Dallas as the pilot

Plot
Paul and Eric go skydiving.

Transcript
Paul: We need a hobby. Something fun to do.

(Eric sees a sign for a skydiving center)

Eric: Ooh, let's try this!

Paul: Really? I don't think I want to do something that involves jumping out of planes.

Eric: Oh, come on! It'll be fun!

Paul: Allright, fine. I'll try it.

Eric: Let's go!

(At the skydiving center)

Eric: Here we are. Let's get into the plane.

Dallas: Howdy. I'll be your pilot.

Paul: I am not getting in that thing.

(On the plane)

Eric: Hey, Dallas, can this thing go any faster? We're gonna need to accelerate if this hunk of junk is gonna get off the ground.

Dallas: Sure thing.

(Dallas accelerates the plane)

Paul: Whoaaa!

(Once they're in the air, Paul and Eric get ready to free-fall)

Eric: Thanks, Dallas!

Paul (thinking): This is insane. I don't want to do this. Why did Eric drag me into this anyway? What's a stupid hillbilly doing flying a plane and giving us parachutes? I'm pretty sure he has no idea how to properly prepare or maintain them.

(Eric decides to warm up)

Eric: Gotta do my stretches.

(While he warms up, he accidentally knocks Paul out of the plane. With this realization, he decides to jump out of the plane too)

Eric: Hey, wait for me, you maniac!

(Eric jumps out of the plane. As he catches up with Paul, they talk to each other as they free-fall)

Eric: Wow, falling gets breezy. No wonder they packed us those huge blankets.

Paul: Weren't you listening? Those are our parachutes to dave us from certain death.

Eric: Oh. Well, I replaced my parachute with some donuts.

Paul (shocked): Donuts?!

Eric: So, how about first one to the ground wins.

(Eric takes some donuts out of his bag and eats them)

Paul: Eric, why did you have to replace your parachute with donuts? If you get to hit the ground first, you're not going to be the winner. You're going to be a splatter.

Eric: Yikes. You don't have to be so dramatic about it. At least I have snacks. Want one?

Paul: No. That would just be wrong.

(Eventually, Paul opens his parachute and lands to the ground. Eric, on the other hand, has crashed to the bottom)

Paul: Eric, are you okay?

Eric: Yeah. Apparently, replacing my parachute with donuts was a bad idea.

Paul: Do you have any broken limbs?

Eric: I'm not sure. But I think I sprained one of my wrists or something.

(Paul sighs and places his hand over his forehead)

Paul: I'm never going to tag along with Eric's stupiud antics ever again.