Aug 09, 2005 16:37
BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!
(glomps BW knocking her out for several hours)
(several hours later)
Flynn: Oh that's original T_T
FB: BW? BW! QUICK FLYNN, GET THE SMELLING SALTS!
Flynn: (ironic look) If you think-
(Aiken bulldozers Flynn)
Aiken: (pouncing on nearby MP3 Player) I shall return with the salts oh swami! (runs off)
Ferret: (glancing around his newly accomodated prison and clicking hills feverishly) I wish I was home, I wish I was home, I-wish-I-was-home-I-wish-I-was-home-I-
Mum: I am hereby going to write a letter of complaint to First Choice (strides off purposefully)
NO MUM, WE'LL NEVER GET A PACKAGE DEAL AGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIN!!!
So...er...useful stuff done on hols of doom:
I shall list
and
stop
spacing
every
little
thing
(hem hem)
1) I worked out pretty much everything for the illusive 5th Sequence and am about to delve into the process of writing it...again...(bite thumb nail)
Flynn: If you don't stop eating your hand you won't be hungry for lunch!
FB: Don't steal lines from the Breakfast Club you...you...
Nitnat: Shoe?
2) I worked out the fine details to the Outlaw Star plot. I now know what happens to the Twilight G's, what happens to the Outlaw Star crew and each of the ordeals they must face through the course of the story! All we need now is some pen and some paper and some spare time and a razor blade and BW (a concious BW) and an inflatable Father Christmas and a hippo and-
3) I saved enough money to buy Escaflowne (shock horror and dramatic gasps gallor) and 3 T-shirts for BW to modify in the course of history.
Lyulf: History. What the fuck are you on about?
FB: (putting on glasses) I believe that seeing the future as something that will happen is a narrow minded view and that the future is something that has happened in reverse.
Aiken:...er...what?
General Populace:...er...what?
James Bond: OH THE ADMIRAL SEAS! (sticks on pirate hat)
4) I bought an MP3 player.
5) I WORKED OUT COMMUNIAL MSN!!! I can totally go to an Internat cafe and be all...knowledgey...and stuff...
6) I wrote the first part of the vocals to 'Embertine' by accident, happy accident I must say! It's sad really as-
(one giant chorus of deafening hem hem)
Hunter: (sharpening awesome flame like blade with black intwined handle and dark pulsars tatooed on the blade like the one in that shop I saw for 30 Euros) You were saying?
FB: (panicking to within an inch of the sound barrier) Er...(gulps) What I meant was HUNTER came up with some of the lyrics to the song 'Embertine' ehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe
Aiken: BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
(somebody sensible shoots Aiken in the head)
A miniscule someone somewhere weird: Noooooo Aiken!
7) I nearly broke my toe on the bed by tripping on it. Instead I have a nice scar to show for it (tries to pull leg up to have a nice good oggle)
8) I bought people presents!!! SO MUCH FUN!!!!!
9) I discovered the most amazing two rock shops in the history of the world and came within 3 inches of reinforced glass stuff of the most amazing blade known to man!
10) I expanded my vocabulary by reading lots and lots of books as you may have noticed from my doohickie on the wossname.
BW who is digging a hole in the middle of her garden right now: And...dare I ask...Ferret?
FB: (vaguely) Ferret?
BW's head from the hole: From the title? Ferret, Ferret?
FB: Oh he's this guy we met that was 17 and drove a car and followed Jess around like a deranged Ferret so that's what we called him, his real name was...er...
(fumbles around in brain size of grain of rice for something resembling sliced cheese)
Ferret: HEEEEEEEEEEEELP MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE I'M TRAPPED HERE WITH NO SPORTS CAR AND NO LIL JESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
His skater brother Arran was cool looking though with his skaterness and his...er...skaterness...
Oh bugger me, noddies!
Flynn: Somebody ring Alschwitz!
FB: That nice Hungarian restaurant?
Obelix: (hopefully) Wild boar?
Flynn: Come on you Numnu-I mean nutters, off to your beds.
FB: Will there be pillow fights?
Flynn: (mumbling) Not in this life.
(a little while later with the pyschos safely locked in their rooms of doom and gloom and boom)
Flynn: How do they do this...FB...pout...scout...no she was in Brownies...pull out...out! FB out!
Er...and so it was.
P.S. Are you still up for tommorow BW? Come over at 11:00am and I can shower you with presents!!!