Legal Mumbo Jumbo (in other words FB's back T_T)
Hillbilly: Them there's some mighty big words right there! I-hyuk!
Board of Examiners through rather narrow specs: So this explains why you did so terribly in your exams Miss FB, you became this hillbilly. That would also explain why for the question involving Polymerisation you put: 'Give them all an apple and invite them to the state fair.'
FB: (finally putting in an appearence) Should've gone to Specsavers!
Board of examiners: (peering at FB rather difficultly seeing as they haven't really opened there eyes) I hereby give you F's in all of your subjects and hope you lead a happy life as an overworked, underpayed janitor.
FB: (correctingly) Care taker.
Board of examiners: Excuse me?
FB: In England it's care taker, not janitor.
(Board of examiners put FB in Junior Detention centre with all sorts of of people. This is where one (thi is turning into a story...OH WELL) FB meets these dudes called Lyulf and Flynn)
FB: (glaring at Flynn) Don't I know you from somewhere?
Flynn: Um...
FB: Weren't you at that farm I went to with the school in Yr 6 or no wait you were at Rachel's disco in Yr 8 or...
(6 hours later)
FB:...but I'm like the world's most computer illiterate person and it took me ages to get the first chapter up but-
Flynn: (finally cracking) ALRIGHT ALREADY!
FB: (randomly looking like Humphrey Boggart) So what you in for?
Flynn: Murder.
Lyulf: Attempted Murder.
FB: I pissed off the exam board.
(all turn and gasp an almighty gasp that shakes the Earth because of the horror, the pure, indescribeable horror of what FB has done)
FB: (hating the limelight) So Flynn...wanna be in my FanFic?
And so it was that Flynn became...er...himself in FB's FanFic and Lyulf took a main part in the comic later known as ATA although no-one but FB, BW and some of FB and BW's friends has seen anything on this unknown comic yet.
BW: (looking up at journal entry so far and blinking) Um...is there a point to this entry? You're getting to be as bad as me!
FB: Insolence! I have a point to this and that is that I am worried to death about failing my exams, I am hereby completely screwed in the body clock department, I am worried about tonight, going to the Manner as it will bore the living hell out of me and I am still unable to write FanFiction for the moment due to the continuous blackouts my characters are facing. ATA on the other hand might be coming along if I can just figure out how to get a certain someone (glares at Lyulf) from A to B...
Zell from FF8: (popping up from ground) With a shovel?
FB: No...I'm saving that for when I'm selling real estate...
BW who is probably sleeping: Maybe you should hit your head on the desk? That sometimes helps!
(FB proceeds to give self concussion)
FB:...*_*...Grandad, I think we hit that tea pot! (collapses)
Aiken wearing Batman get up: Never fear, Aiken's here!
(Lyulf proceeds to throw hand grenade, Aiken ducks behind Great Wall of China)
Aiken: Ha! Missed me! (sticks tongue out)
Just a thought but when I finished the script for ATA my entries will be like never I bet and BW will be writing in this like every other day...how completely odd...zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
(drools)
(nearly mis-spells drools)
Hillbilly: Who's up for some of the tastiest varmint in the west?
All who are still alive: ME!!!
(And so it was that everyone got stomach cramps from eating bad possum the next day)
The End
ATA WILL WORK NOW BECAUSE I SAY SO! (growls at muses)
FB out.
Board of Examiners through rather narrow specs: So this explains why you did so terribly in your exams Miss FB, you became this hillbilly. That would also explain why for the question involving Polymerisation you put: 'Give them all an apple and invite them to the state fair.'
FB: (finally putting in an appearence) Should've gone to Specsavers!
Board of examiners: (peering at FB rather difficultly seeing as they haven't really opened there eyes) I hereby give you F's in all of your subjects and hope you lead a happy life as an overworked, underpayed janitor.
FB: (correctingly) Care taker.
Board of examiners: Excuse me?
FB: In England it's care taker, not janitor.
(Board of examiners put FB in Junior Detention centre with all sorts of of people. This is where one (thi is turning into a story...OH WELL) FB meets these dudes called Lyulf and Flynn)
FB: (glaring at Flynn) Don't I know you from somewhere?
Flynn: Um...
FB: Weren't you at that farm I went to with the school in Yr 6 or no wait you were at Rachel's disco in Yr 8 or...
(6 hours later)
FB:...but I'm like the world's most computer illiterate person and it took me ages to get the first chapter up but-
Flynn: (finally cracking) ALRIGHT ALREADY!
FB: (randomly looking like Humphrey Boggart) So what you in for?
Flynn: Murder.
Lyulf: Attempted Murder.
FB: I pissed off the exam board.
(all turn and gasp an almighty gasp that shakes the Earth because of the horror, the pure, indescribeable horror of what FB has done)
FB: (hating the limelight) So Flynn...wanna be in my FanFic?
And so it was that Flynn became...er...himself in FB's FanFic and Lyulf took a main part in the comic later known as ATA although no-one but FB, BW and some of FB and BW's friends has seen anything on this unknown comic yet.
BW: (looking up at journal entry so far and blinking) Um...is there a point to this entry? You're getting to be as bad as me!
FB: Insolence! I have a point to this and that is that I am worried to death about failing my exams, I am hereby completely screwed in the body clock department, I am worried about tonight, going to the Manner as it will bore the living hell out of me and I am still unable to write FanFiction for the moment due to the continuous blackouts my characters are facing. ATA on the other hand might be coming along if I can just figure out how to get a certain someone (glares at Lyulf) from A to B...
Zell from FF8: (popping up from ground) With a shovel?
FB: No...I'm saving that for when I'm selling real estate...
BW who is probably sleeping: Maybe you should hit your head on the desk? That sometimes helps!
(FB proceeds to give self concussion)
FB:...*_*...Grandad, I think we hit that tea pot! (collapses)
Aiken wearing Batman get up: Never fear, Aiken's here!
(Lyulf proceeds to throw hand grenade, Aiken ducks behind Great Wall of China)
Aiken: Ha! Missed me! (sticks tongue out)
Just a thought but when I finished the script for ATA my entries will be like never I bet and BW will be writing in this like every other day...how completely odd...zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
(drools)
(nearly mis-spells drools)
Hillbilly: Who's up for some of the tastiest varmint in the west?
All who are still alive: ME!!!
(And so it was that everyone got stomach cramps from eating bad possum the next day)
The End
ATA WILL WORK NOW BECAUSE I SAY SO! (growls at muses)
FB out.