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I'm going away to band camp again tomorrow. I have to wake up earlier; blergh. I'm using that word way too much--probably because of all the old 30 Rock episodes I watch obsessively.
Anyway, because I was bored and thinking about politics: a lovely drabble courtesy of the drabble generator starring our two favorite Dems, Hilary and Barack!
Sorrowfully Tripping
Barack tripped along fortunately. He was on his way to meet his lover, Hilary, for Valentine's Day. He smiled to see an owl hopping along, carrying an encyclopedia in its mouth.
Barack was almost over the rainbow when he came across a bubbly cake, lying alone on a limp plate. "That must be a treat from my refreshing bear," he said to himself, and tripped over to it. The cake looked extraordinary, so he ate it.
It gave him the most instrumental tingling sensation in his ankle. "How unusual!" he said and continued tripping to see Hilary.
When Hilary came out to meet him, she took one look and fell over.
"What is it?" Barack cried turbulently.
"Your eyeball! And your liver!" Hilary said. "They're sick! Can't you feel it?"
Barack felt his eyeball and his liver. They were indeed quite sick. "Oh, no!" Barack said. "I'm a woman!" He, or rather, she started to cry. "It must have been that bubbly cake you left for me. Did you know what it would do?"
"I didn't leave you any cake," Hilary said. "I got you a plastic wrap. It must have been that troubling man who lives nearby. He acts a little softly, ever since he ripped a jack-in-the-box."
"But how can you ever love me, now that I'm a woman?" Barack sobbed.
"Well, I never knew how to tell you this," Hilary said hopefully, "but I actually prefer women. And I think your eyeball is really funky like that."
"Really?" Barack dried her tears. Barack kissed Hilary and it was an entirely gay sensation, like a starved goldfish leaping for it's food flakes..
They spent the night having entirely gay sex, until the cake wore off suddenly.
Everything was rather awkward after that.
Anyway, because I was bored and thinking about politics: a lovely drabble courtesy of the drabble generator starring our two favorite Dems, Hilary and Barack!
Sorrowfully Tripping
Barack tripped along fortunately. He was on his way to meet his lover, Hilary, for Valentine's Day. He smiled to see an owl hopping along, carrying an encyclopedia in its mouth.
Barack was almost over the rainbow when he came across a bubbly cake, lying alone on a limp plate. "That must be a treat from my refreshing bear," he said to himself, and tripped over to it. The cake looked extraordinary, so he ate it.
It gave him the most instrumental tingling sensation in his ankle. "How unusual!" he said and continued tripping to see Hilary.
When Hilary came out to meet him, she took one look and fell over.
"What is it?" Barack cried turbulently.
"Your eyeball! And your liver!" Hilary said. "They're sick! Can't you feel it?"
Barack felt his eyeball and his liver. They were indeed quite sick. "Oh, no!" Barack said. "I'm a woman!" He, or rather, she started to cry. "It must have been that bubbly cake you left for me. Did you know what it would do?"
"I didn't leave you any cake," Hilary said. "I got you a plastic wrap. It must have been that troubling man who lives nearby. He acts a little softly, ever since he ripped a jack-in-the-box."
"But how can you ever love me, now that I'm a woman?" Barack sobbed.
"Well, I never knew how to tell you this," Hilary said hopefully, "but I actually prefer women. And I think your eyeball is really funky like that."
"Really?" Barack dried her tears. Barack kissed Hilary and it was an entirely gay sensation, like a starved goldfish leaping for it's food flakes..
They spent the night having entirely gay sex, until the cake wore off suddenly.
Everything was rather awkward after that.