Please, someone stop these men from cooking...
Krillin: "If you guys are gonna have a cook-off, how about we 3 be the taste testers!"
Goku: "Sure! Hey Pan, when did you get here?"
Pan: "You locked me in the car and I had to blast my way out, Grandpa!"
Goku: "Whoops, my fault. ^_^"
Goku: "Hey this is just like that show I saw on t.v. What was it called....Golden Chef? Steel Chef? Aw, who cares. Anyway, now all we need is a Master of Ceremonies....a chairman!"
<emerging from the heavens comes a large, bulbous creature of titanic proportions>
Bubba Trunks: "Never fear, Bubba is here! I shall be the Chairman of this competition!"
<As the crowd hushes, Bubba Trunks takes a bite out of the coveted red pepper>
*Bad case of "I'll-only-understand-this-gag-if-I-watch-the-show" right here. =P*
Bubba Trunks: "Yum! Let the cook-off begin!"
Krillin (off camera, commentating): "As you can see, all three of our competetors are off to a fast start! I wonder what kinds of Thanksgiving dinners they shall prepare for us."
Pan (off camera): "Krillin, I see that Goku has a combination of fruits, veggies, and strange meats. Ask him what he is up to."
Krillin: "Goku, what is your strategy for winning this battle of the foods?"
Goku: "Well I saw all this food sitting here, so I decided to throw it all into this microwave!"
Krillin: "Errr......really?"
Goku: "Yeah! And when it's done, you slop it all in between 2 pieces of bread, and boom, Thanksgiving sandwich!"
Krillin: ".....interesting plan, Goku. Let's move on to Vegeta's end of the table."
Buu (off camera): "Hey, Krillin?"
Krillin: "Go, big guy!"
Buu: "I see that Vegeta has a wide variety of foods in his area. Perhaps he is planning on taking the French route in this competition."
Krillin: "I'll ask him to see what he is planning. Say, Vegeta..."
Vegeta: "Come any closer, and I shall punish you with the power of my spork."
Krillin: "eep."
Vegeta: "My recipe is a secret! Back off!"
Krillin: "Hmm, what a touchy guy that Vegeta is. Anywho, here is Piccolo. Piccolo....why is it that you only have liquids on your table? That's not much of a meal."
Piccolo: "On Planet Namek, we only drink water. I don't know anything about this 'Thanksgiving dinner' stuff."
Krillin: "You moron, if you knew that, why did you join this competetion!?"
Krillin: "Seeing as how Piccolo doesn't have any real food to offer, he is disqualified. Now, time's up, and time to see.....whose cuisine will reign supreme!?"
The cooking battle is over! Time to see who wins
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