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Oh no! I am writing in Live Journal! What are the odds. Well I'm feeling randomly depressed in that way where I start questioning the purpose of life which usually hurts my brain a lot and makes me sad until I find something else to amuse myself with. I wish I had a new not-broken microphone so that I could make a spoof. That would really hit the spot. But alas, I do not so I must find something else. I'm 1:10 done my AMV so I'm happy. I hope it turns out well or else I will beat something to death. Probably myself. Lucky I always keep a couple of FFVI Brand Phoenix Downs with me, guaranteed to revive me and my part members and kill undead trains. Of course I wish I had known that when the undead train tried to kill me. I didn't have that kind of know how to defeat it. It was allll skill. But that was a long time ago. I have Halo 2, it's fun, but I'm stuck and that isn't fun. But that's ok. I haven't had a fun filled "Awesome Party" for a while now. But Stay-Awake-Athon is coming up and I managed to make it so I just need to collect money. I'll probably just get it from parents and grandparents. And now we shall put in a mini spoof-fic in this entry for the hell of it.
THE MYSTERY OF THE GUMMY BEAR TREE
Once upon a time, Marth, who is a highly rated character from general spoofs so thereby becomes the main character of many spin offs, was sitting in his office. He was the top prostitute ... I mean Private Eye in all of Spooftopia, which was the name of the Spoof World at the time. Anyway, a damsel in distress came in to his office begging for help!
"Please!" cried the damsel who we shall call.. oh.. Jimmy. "The Gummy Bear Tree is making crazy noises! And obviously to further the plot only YOU can figure out the problem."
Marth stroked his chin. Then he stroked other less appropriate places. Then he stroked Jimmy's chin and less appropriate places. Then he realized that Jimmy wasn't a chin fetish freak lookin for a good time, but someone in need of help with.. A MYSTERY!!! DUNNE DUNNE DUUUUNNNNE!!!!!
Mr. Dunne: I think this story should stop going in circles buuut don't forget to kill me off because I'm unnecessary.
And so Marth stabbed this random guest appearance who spoke with dialogue.
"All right my fair laddy, me and my assistant Gaara, will help you with your problem." said Marth.
Gaara stepped out of the shadows on que, he never misses a beat. Though unfortunately he's easily fascinated.
"What's this? A fountain pen? SPECTACULAR!" said Gaara.
Jimmy led Marth and Gaara to that oh so troublesome Gummy Bear Tree. But just then,
"This is a skittles tree you oaf!" Marth yelled. He then savagely beat poor old Jimmy. Jimmy fell over.
"A concussion he has then? SPLENDID!" exclaimed Gaara.
"THIS STORY LACKS GRAMMAR! YOU CAN'T JUST PUT FORMS OF WORDS WHERERVER YOU PLEASE! THAT MRKS ME FILE UNGRY!" yelled the Robot Pope.
"Sing.. us out! David Bowie?" said William Shatner.
"This story ends for no raison!...This story ends for no raison! It never, had a purpose anywaaay...." David Bowie sang. Long into the night.
THE END
THE MYSTERY OF THE GUMMY BEAR TREE
Once upon a time, Marth, who is a highly rated character from general spoofs so thereby becomes the main character of many spin offs, was sitting in his office. He was the top prostitute ... I mean Private Eye in all of Spooftopia, which was the name of the Spoof World at the time. Anyway, a damsel in distress came in to his office begging for help!
"Please!" cried the damsel who we shall call.. oh.. Jimmy. "The Gummy Bear Tree is making crazy noises! And obviously to further the plot only YOU can figure out the problem."
Marth stroked his chin. Then he stroked other less appropriate places. Then he stroked Jimmy's chin and less appropriate places. Then he realized that Jimmy wasn't a chin fetish freak lookin for a good time, but someone in need of help with.. A MYSTERY!!! DUNNE DUNNE DUUUUNNNNE!!!!!
Mr. Dunne: I think this story should stop going in circles buuut don't forget to kill me off because I'm unnecessary.
And so Marth stabbed this random guest appearance who spoke with dialogue.
"All right my fair laddy, me and my assistant Gaara, will help you with your problem." said Marth.
Gaara stepped out of the shadows on que, he never misses a beat. Though unfortunately he's easily fascinated.
"What's this? A fountain pen? SPECTACULAR!" said Gaara.
Jimmy led Marth and Gaara to that oh so troublesome Gummy Bear Tree. But just then,
"This is a skittles tree you oaf!" Marth yelled. He then savagely beat poor old Jimmy. Jimmy fell over.
"A concussion he has then? SPLENDID!" exclaimed Gaara.
"THIS STORY LACKS GRAMMAR! YOU CAN'T JUST PUT FORMS OF WORDS WHERERVER YOU PLEASE! THAT MRKS ME FILE UNGRY!" yelled the Robot Pope.
"Sing.. us out! David Bowie?" said William Shatner.
"This story ends for no raison!...This story ends for no raison! It never, had a purpose anywaaay...." David Bowie sang. Long into the night.
THE END