It's all in the Arse, you know.
But moving on.
Here's something golden that happened that's about to get shared....
It's called...
"It's ARSEY...Please. -_- "
(This is what happens when me & Byron get a grand total of 0.0000000 sleep, up at 7-8 in the monring, find a over-dramatic teenager & dig my shitty art project out of the garbage for a "larf.")
Who is ARSEY, you might ask?
Pfft.
You Nobody.
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeverybody knows Arsey!
Ok...so maybe only me & Byron do.
Possibly my two other sisters.
But SHUT UP! FUGGEDDABOUTDAT!
SHAAD AAP!
GET OUDDA HEE!
ehem...
Yeah.
Back to
"It's ARSEY...Please -_- "
Arsey is a shitty lopsided crappy Octopus I made in Art class last year out of wire, more wire, & colored tissue paper.
I found him in the garbage once.
His little pink mouth was lost forever.
We thought it would be fuckin' hilarious to talk to someone as Arsey.
Anyways, here we go...
Micheal & Birette embark on yet another fun-filled, action-packed, exciting, & as always & ever life threatening adventure.
We’d like to introduce a dear old friend that I’ll probably forget about within the week & he’ll end up in the trash again,
Our lopsided, G-rate, B-grade Octopus…
ARSEY.
Lay down sally by Arsey.
Laaay down Arsey, don’t you ever leaaave!
(In a garbage can)
Anyways…
Once upon a shitty MSN chat…
Me: hot chaps. hot date hot piece of...cake.
Me: Please. its Arsey
Him:...lol... hello miss weirdly speech :S ... ...howz u feeling?...
Me: I'm feeling like my microphone is waaay waaaay waaaaay too big for my octopus.
Me:...named arsey.
Me: who is purple.
Me: with a hint of yellow.
Me: ...And pink eyes. ..We're friends.
Him: ...ur octopus?... hmmmm... ...oh ok... kewl... ...what have u been smoking??? and plz give me sum...
Me: LMAO I had a taste of Poulet which is actually a gay little panda bear in a striped shirt from Fronce & he's so gay &...he's sure been around with his own cd show
Him: ...ok... would b good if u made sense... lol:P...
Me: but it really does, seriously!
Me: No, just read it.
Me: please.
Me: I mean, my octopus is here on his side here. For God's sakes.
Him: um...whoa! back up a minute here... read what???...
Me: Byron said cantelops-enlightenment through Jesus. And cantelopes. But I really don't know why byron said that. He said it's the philosophy of his days.
Me: actually just one day & he's angry & said what so you made me sound like some cantelope lover you cantelope racist because it was supposed to be only ONE day of cantelope/Jesus enlightenment. Now he thinks I'm the hitler of cantelopes.
Him: ...did u write this?...
Me: did who, me? or..
Him: ...oh ok... ...juzt sounded very weirdly like... kinda Dr. Suess like actually... thatz y I thought u had wrote it...
Me: HAHAHAHA my friends here....& yeah I wrote it. LOL
Him: ...lol - kewl... hello ur Friendz...
Me: HAHA friend, I have ONLY...ONLY one.
Me: please, help us find Bryan Ayre
Me: ...for Arsey. -_-
Me: he needs you.
Me: he longs for you...
Me: maybe if you'd just smell him a little.
Me: ...for Arsey.
Me: buy him some nice clothes once in a while.
Me: For Christ’s sakes, just do it for Arsey.
God, heavenly redemption in a bottle of preserves. :'(
Me: Oh, Bryan Ayre is DEAD! :'(
Him: ...only one what?... ...Bryan Ayre?... ...lol... u'z pplz iz Cwazy :S
Me: Please just be in love with him. Bryan Ayre, that is. But don't tell Arsey. Please...for Arsey.
Me: God, is a shower too much to ask? Arsey just wanted to be spooned after a rough night.
Me: he didn't.
Me: I lied.
Me: Arsey is needed on the kids help phone.
Me: He puts himself on milk cartons.
Me: such a perv. ;) AAANYWAYS!! K
Him: ...lol... definitely cwazy... which bringz me 2 my next point children... dont smoke crack...
Me: I will... & kit kats. Yip yaps. That's right, those are the dog breath fresheners.
Me: Fresheners, that is!
Me: YIIP YAYUPS
Me: for arsey. Lord God, don't be so damn cruel to arsey.
Me: arasey here
Me: its arsey. please.
Me: its arsey
Me: its urgent...accvept me. Im sorry with this mzny tentacvlers its hard to type. :$ you onkow, octopusses are quite intelligenty really. so please for aeesey. thts A R S E Y. iM NOT LYING]
Me: IM DANGLING HERE FOR GODS SAKES JUST FOR YUOU
Me: I....I REALLY LOVE YOU.
Me: I'LL SEND A PICTURE
Me: .
Me: WANT ARSEY PICTURE\/
Me: ??
Him: ...well if I knew anything @ all about what u r talking bout... maybe I could make sum kind of response... but unfortunately... hmmm... u seem 2 b in the land of the oompa Loompaz... ...ok... but I’m beginning 2 think an arsey picture iz gay porn which I don’t want...
Me: LMAO GOODNESS NO!!!
Me: it's my octopus!
Me: ]]; arsey is a very g octopusspuss
Me: oh shit!
Me: my scanner is failed.
Me: I mean it's a failure in life.
Me: just like arsey.
Me: (don't tell him I said that.) *puts arsey in the dirt.*
Me: n,m k,klk
Him: ...well if u erase the OCTO part from YOUR OCTOPUSSY then I would REALLY
luv 2 c a piccy;)... lmao... only kidding...
Me: shit he's really bad
Me: :-O!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Me: My cat Joey has no ovaries anymore. I can send no pictures.
Me: arsey
Me: says he dies of wet tentacle
Me: his rosey pink eyes
Him: ...oh alright then:(...
Me: arsey:'(
Me: isn't that tragic
Me: I love you. & arsey does. &...so does Byron
Me: we all smelled arsey a little. He's my octo anywaaaays. So he's violent now.
He just broke byron's leg.
Me: he's technicolor
Byron: this is arsey now , im angry now im angry.
Byron: I'll poop at you in anger. ... It's not working.
Him: ...do u realize u juzt said that U ALL SMELLED ARSEY A LIL???... u disgusting butt-snifferz... ...count to 10...
Byron: Please... I-I can't go on without you. My morals, my livelihood... all gone. So, you throw a lone octopus into the cold. You are a horrible horrible person :'( I'm gonna go cut a tentacle.
Byron: Why... how could you do this. ... All we built together.
Byron: i...that wasn't me arsey but that was manga. (akabyroncoughbyroncoughthatsbyroncoughbythewayit's B Y R O N ...cough.)
Him: ...?... wtf?... ...meesa scared:S... lol:P
Byron: LMAO Pizza arse.
Byron: Arsey really wants to talk to you though
Byron: (He wants to work it out;))
Him: ...pizza arse??? wtf?... I like pizza... I LUV pizza... but I dont like arse:(... not a delicacy that i prefer:S... ...really? me?:D... no-one eva wantz 2 talk 2 me:(... unless itz 2 make fun of and humiliate me...
Byron: LOL No...Arsey thinks you're important.
Him: ...yay!... and y iz that?...
Me: I'm not sure, you'd have to ask. :|
Him: ...i juzt asked...
Me: i'm an idiot.
Him: ...who?... well r u interested in Politicz?... coz if u r NOT then u r an idiot... coz IDIOT iz the term used by the greekz for someone who is UNinterested in politicz... there u go... another useless fact...
Me: :clam...then I'm a neanderthawwllagagaga
Him: ...thankz 4 that enlightening statement...
Me: I'm truly poor right now.:(
Him: ...? poor?... cant eva b as poor as me... ...if u have luv u r extremely rich... and u r definitely not without luv...
Me: excuse me? We're talking about arsey here. :'(
Him: ...and arsey iz not without luv...
Me: LOL He certainly is.
Him: ...really?... dont u take proper care of ur ARSE?... I mean ARSEY... :P...
Me: LMAO arsey is an OCTOPUS, let me remind you AGAIN
Me: .
Him: ...yes but I’m sure even u can appreciate sum gr8 lame euphemisms…
Me: LMAO I suppose I could, couldn't I. (Hideous pink lady with blue tooth.)
Me: we're gonna train it to wipe our ass
Him: ...hehehe... soundz like a plan... so much easierness...
Me: his flipper kulb
Him: ...a whatta?...
Byron: Join his flipper klub.
Byron: Please. \be his first member.
Him: ...nah i'll b alright... :P...
Byron: First member gets special privileges ;) From arsey. A free hotdog and popsicle. From arsey.
Byron: you won't be okay. Not away from arsey. For arsey.
Him: ...nah - coz u know - I can wipe my arse 4 myself... sumtimez:P... ...and ive got my own popsicle... u wanna taste?:P...
Byron: ... I'm a boy. So is arsey. He likes the boys. \that's arsey. No. You're handicapped. You can't do it.
Byron: For asrsey.
Byron: An Etiqeutte Lesson fOR aRSEY... TODAY ON |aRSEY.
Him: ...well then... if ur a boy... who/tf am I talkin 2?...
Byron: Arsey. I told you that! Stop belittling me in front of all these people.
Him: ..apart from Arsey...
Me: Arsey is here. He brought the hotdogs.
Byron: And I'm Arsey. Please. For all that is arsey.
Him: ...howz bout Arsey needz nap now... :P...
Byron: No. Arsey is fine. He hasn't slept for years. |Why would he start now? Don't be ridiculous.
Me: Arsey is the epitome of the sleeping beauty octopus.
Me: Arsey cries for you at night, you know.
Him: ...really... ...thatz amazing...
Me: He tells me these things. \he phones me up at all hours, in tears. He just doesn't have the courage to call you up and talk. You should make the first move.
Byron: You need to fix the foundation of your relationship. It' so sad :'(
Me: Please. Do it for Arsey.
Him: ...yes - well my entire life is 'so sad'... so thatz nothing different...
Byron: He needs you. He's going through a very emotional time right now.
Byron: You can help each other.
Him: ...yes... thatz a problem I cant help with seein as though ur talkin bout a friggin octopus I dont even know...
Byron: Call 1-800-bulby
Byron: He'll be waiting.
Me: By the phones to talk your call. He's screeching through his teary beak. Please have your MasterCard or Visa ready. For arsey.
Him: ...ah... nah...
Byron: Why won't call him?
Him: ...coz I dont want 2...
Me: But he wants you to. And so do we. You're outnumbered. Now CALL HIM! God, have mercy on Arsey's soul... -_-
Me: How can you live knowing Arsey's happiness is on your shoulders?
Him: ...no... dont push... or I might fall... ...how can I live?... I dont know... that point bewilderz me evry day...
Byron: The weight of arsey is too much. Yeah, he's pretty porky actually.
Him: ...amazing...
Me: In other words, he's fat.
Byron: But not in a bad way.
Me: In the nicest way possible :)
Him: ...ok then...
Me: I can see this is just...getting out of hand. :'(
Him: ...probably...yeah
Me: I’ve had enough! Arsey will send for our things. :@
-END-
Here's something golden that happened that's about to get shared....
It's called...
"It's ARSEY...Please. -_- "
(This is what happens when me & Byron get a grand total of 0.0000000 sleep, up at 7-8 in the monring, find a over-dramatic teenager & dig my shitty art project out of the garbage for a "larf.")
Who is ARSEY, you might ask?
Pfft.
You Nobody.
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeverybody knows Arsey!
Ok...so maybe only me & Byron do.
Possibly my two other sisters.
But SHUT UP! FUGGEDDABOUTDAT!
SHAAD AAP!
GET OUDDA HEE!
ehem...
Yeah.
Back to
"It's ARSEY...Please -_- "
Arsey is a shitty lopsided crappy Octopus I made in Art class last year out of wire, more wire, & colored tissue paper.
I found him in the garbage once.
His little pink mouth was lost forever.
We thought it would be fuckin' hilarious to talk to someone as Arsey.
Anyways, here we go...
Micheal & Birette embark on yet another fun-filled, action-packed, exciting, & as always & ever life threatening adventure.
We’d like to introduce a dear old friend that I’ll probably forget about within the week & he’ll end up in the trash again,
Our lopsided, G-rate, B-grade Octopus…
ARSEY.
Lay down sally by Arsey.
Laaay down Arsey, don’t you ever leaaave!
(In a garbage can)
Anyways…
Once upon a shitty MSN chat…
Me: hot chaps. hot date hot piece of...cake.
Me: Please. its Arsey
Him:...lol... hello miss weirdly speech :S ... ...howz u feeling?...
Me: I'm feeling like my microphone is waaay waaaay waaaaay too big for my octopus.
Me:...named arsey.
Me: who is purple.
Me: with a hint of yellow.
Me: ...And pink eyes. ..We're friends.
Him: ...ur octopus?... hmmmm... ...oh ok... kewl... ...what have u been smoking??? and plz give me sum...
Me: LMAO I had a taste of Poulet which is actually a gay little panda bear in a striped shirt from Fronce & he's so gay &...he's sure been around with his own cd show
Him: ...ok... would b good if u made sense... lol:P...
Me: but it really does, seriously!
Me: No, just read it.
Me: please.
Me: I mean, my octopus is here on his side here. For God's sakes.
Him: um...whoa! back up a minute here... read what???...
Me: Byron said cantelops-enlightenment through Jesus. And cantelopes. But I really don't know why byron said that. He said it's the philosophy of his days.
Me: actually just one day & he's angry & said what so you made me sound like some cantelope lover you cantelope racist because it was supposed to be only ONE day of cantelope/Jesus enlightenment. Now he thinks I'm the hitler of cantelopes.
Him: ...did u write this?...
Me: did who, me? or..
Him: ...oh ok... ...juzt sounded very weirdly like... kinda Dr. Suess like actually... thatz y I thought u had wrote it...
Me: HAHAHAHA my friends here....& yeah I wrote it. LOL
Him: ...lol - kewl... hello ur Friendz...
Me: HAHA friend, I have ONLY...ONLY one.
Me: please, help us find Bryan Ayre
Me: ...for Arsey. -_-
Me: he needs you.
Me: he longs for you...
Me: maybe if you'd just smell him a little.
Me: ...for Arsey.
Me: buy him some nice clothes once in a while.
Me: For Christ’s sakes, just do it for Arsey.
God, heavenly redemption in a bottle of preserves. :'(
Me: Oh, Bryan Ayre is DEAD! :'(
Him: ...only one what?... ...Bryan Ayre?... ...lol... u'z pplz iz Cwazy :S
Me: Please just be in love with him. Bryan Ayre, that is. But don't tell Arsey. Please...for Arsey.
Me: God, is a shower too much to ask? Arsey just wanted to be spooned after a rough night.
Me: he didn't.
Me: I lied.
Me: Arsey is needed on the kids help phone.
Me: He puts himself on milk cartons.
Me: such a perv. ;) AAANYWAYS!! K
Him: ...lol... definitely cwazy... which bringz me 2 my next point children... dont smoke crack...
Me: I will... & kit kats. Yip yaps. That's right, those are the dog breath fresheners.
Me: Fresheners, that is!
Me: YIIP YAYUPS
Me: for arsey. Lord God, don't be so damn cruel to arsey.
Me: arasey here
Me: its arsey. please.
Me: its arsey
Me: its urgent...accvept me. Im sorry with this mzny tentacvlers its hard to type. :$ you onkow, octopusses are quite intelligenty really. so please for aeesey. thts A R S E Y. iM NOT LYING]
Me: IM DANGLING HERE FOR GODS SAKES JUST FOR YUOU
Me: I....I REALLY LOVE YOU.
Me: I'LL SEND A PICTURE
Me: .
Me: WANT ARSEY PICTURE\/
Me: ??
Him: ...well if I knew anything @ all about what u r talking bout... maybe I could make sum kind of response... but unfortunately... hmmm... u seem 2 b in the land of the oompa Loompaz... ...ok... but I’m beginning 2 think an arsey picture iz gay porn which I don’t want...
Me: LMAO GOODNESS NO!!!
Me: it's my octopus!
Me: ]]; arsey is a very g octopusspuss
Me: oh shit!
Me: my scanner is failed.
Me: I mean it's a failure in life.
Me: just like arsey.
Me: (don't tell him I said that.) *puts arsey in the dirt.*
Me: n,m k,klk
Him: ...well if u erase the OCTO part from YOUR OCTOPUSSY then I would REALLY
luv 2 c a piccy;)... lmao... only kidding...
Me: shit he's really bad
Me: :-O!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Me: My cat Joey has no ovaries anymore. I can send no pictures.
Me: arsey
Me: says he dies of wet tentacle
Me: his rosey pink eyes
Him: ...oh alright then:(...
Me: arsey:'(
Me: isn't that tragic
Me: I love you. & arsey does. &...so does Byron
Me: we all smelled arsey a little. He's my octo anywaaaays. So he's violent now.
He just broke byron's leg.
Me: he's technicolor
Byron: this is arsey now , im angry now im angry.
Byron: I'll poop at you in anger. ... It's not working.
Him: ...do u realize u juzt said that U ALL SMELLED ARSEY A LIL???... u disgusting butt-snifferz... ...count to 10...
Byron: Please... I-I can't go on without you. My morals, my livelihood... all gone. So, you throw a lone octopus into the cold. You are a horrible horrible person :'( I'm gonna go cut a tentacle.
Byron: Why... how could you do this. ... All we built together.
Byron: i...that wasn't me arsey but that was manga. (akabyroncoughbyroncoughthatsbyroncoughbythewayit's B Y R O N ...cough.)
Him: ...?... wtf?... ...meesa scared:S... lol:P
Byron: LMAO Pizza arse.
Byron: Arsey really wants to talk to you though
Byron: (He wants to work it out;))
Him: ...pizza arse??? wtf?... I like pizza... I LUV pizza... but I dont like arse:(... not a delicacy that i prefer:S... ...really? me?:D... no-one eva wantz 2 talk 2 me:(... unless itz 2 make fun of and humiliate me...
Byron: LOL No...Arsey thinks you're important.
Him: ...yay!... and y iz that?...
Me: I'm not sure, you'd have to ask. :|
Him: ...i juzt asked...
Me: i'm an idiot.
Him: ...who?... well r u interested in Politicz?... coz if u r NOT then u r an idiot... coz IDIOT iz the term used by the greekz for someone who is UNinterested in politicz... there u go... another useless fact...
Me: :clam...then I'm a neanderthawwllagagaga
Him: ...thankz 4 that enlightening statement...
Me: I'm truly poor right now.:(
Him: ...? poor?... cant eva b as poor as me... ...if u have luv u r extremely rich... and u r definitely not without luv...
Me: excuse me? We're talking about arsey here. :'(
Him: ...and arsey iz not without luv...
Me: LOL He certainly is.
Him: ...really?... dont u take proper care of ur ARSE?... I mean ARSEY... :P...
Me: LMAO arsey is an OCTOPUS, let me remind you AGAIN
Me: .
Him: ...yes but I’m sure even u can appreciate sum gr8 lame euphemisms…
Me: LMAO I suppose I could, couldn't I. (Hideous pink lady with blue tooth.)
Me: we're gonna train it to wipe our ass
Him: ...hehehe... soundz like a plan... so much easierness...
Me: his flipper kulb
Him: ...a whatta?...
Byron: Join his flipper klub.
Byron: Please. \be his first member.
Him: ...nah i'll b alright... :P...
Byron: First member gets special privileges ;) From arsey. A free hotdog and popsicle. From arsey.
Byron: you won't be okay. Not away from arsey. For arsey.
Him: ...nah - coz u know - I can wipe my arse 4 myself... sumtimez:P... ...and ive got my own popsicle... u wanna taste?:P...
Byron: ... I'm a boy. So is arsey. He likes the boys. \that's arsey. No. You're handicapped. You can't do it.
Byron: For asrsey.
Byron: An Etiqeutte Lesson fOR aRSEY... TODAY ON |aRSEY.
Him: ...well then... if ur a boy... who/tf am I talkin 2?...
Byron: Arsey. I told you that! Stop belittling me in front of all these people.
Him: ..apart from Arsey...
Me: Arsey is here. He brought the hotdogs.
Byron: And I'm Arsey. Please. For all that is arsey.
Him: ...howz bout Arsey needz nap now... :P...
Byron: No. Arsey is fine. He hasn't slept for years. |Why would he start now? Don't be ridiculous.
Me: Arsey is the epitome of the sleeping beauty octopus.
Me: Arsey cries for you at night, you know.
Him: ...really... ...thatz amazing...
Me: He tells me these things. \he phones me up at all hours, in tears. He just doesn't have the courage to call you up and talk. You should make the first move.
Byron: You need to fix the foundation of your relationship. It' so sad :'(
Me: Please. Do it for Arsey.
Him: ...yes - well my entire life is 'so sad'... so thatz nothing different...
Byron: He needs you. He's going through a very emotional time right now.
Byron: You can help each other.
Him: ...yes... thatz a problem I cant help with seein as though ur talkin bout a friggin octopus I dont even know...
Byron: Call 1-800-bulby
Byron: He'll be waiting.
Me: By the phones to talk your call. He's screeching through his teary beak. Please have your MasterCard or Visa ready. For arsey.
Him: ...ah... nah...
Byron: Why won't call him?
Him: ...coz I dont want 2...
Me: But he wants you to. And so do we. You're outnumbered. Now CALL HIM! God, have mercy on Arsey's soul... -_-
Me: How can you live knowing Arsey's happiness is on your shoulders?
Him: ...no... dont push... or I might fall... ...how can I live?... I dont know... that point bewilderz me evry day...
Byron: The weight of arsey is too much. Yeah, he's pretty porky actually.
Him: ...amazing...
Me: In other words, he's fat.
Byron: But not in a bad way.
Me: In the nicest way possible :)
Him: ...ok then...
Me: I can see this is just...getting out of hand. :'(
Him: ...probably...yeah
Me: I’ve had enough! Arsey will send for our things. :@
-END-