Mary Shelley's Frankenhole2010

Gandhi:
Excuse me. I'm passing by and noticed there's a light on.

Bride of Frankenstein:
How dare you barge in here uninvited!

Gandhi:
Sorry. I just needed some rest. You see, I've been very busy...saving the world.

Bride of Frankenstein:
Oh. Really?

Gandhi:
[yawns] Yes, you know -- Martyr missions, love rallies, protesting for peace. [stomach growls]

Bride of Frankenstein:
Oh, are you hungry? I can warm up some meatballs.

Gandhi:
Sounds delish, but I'm on a hunger strike... [sexually] for world harmony.

Bride of Frankenstein:
Oh! My nipples...they're so erect.

[Gandhi and Bride of Frankenstein make out with each other, but Frankenstein's Creation was not having it]

Frankenstein's Creation:
NOOOO! She was made for me!

Gandhi:
I don't see no ring.

Bride of Frankenstein:
[to Gandhi] I've rejected him. He's so self-involved, and he's afraid of fire.

Gandhi:
What, this stuff? [touches Bride's firehead] I want to run barefoot through it.

Bride of Frankenstein:
Oh, go ahead.

Gandhi:
I think I will!

Frankenstein's Creation:
DO NOT MOCK ME!

[Bridge of Frankenstein lights Gandhi's head on fire scaring Creation away]

Gandhi:
Boo! [laughs]

Frankenstein's Creation:
Aaah! Curse my ugliness! [leaves]

Bride of Frankenstein:
Oh, "Boo"! [laughs] You are so adorable. Now, tell me ore about this whole [rips her clothes] "hunger strike" thing.

Gandhi:
[looks at the camera] Oh, mamma mia!