Randomness
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Date: January 1, 2006
Categories: Random craziness
Saturday, 27 April 2024
Life, the universe, pies, hot-pink bunnies, world domination, and everything
When the monthly random thread isn’t random enough for you, take a random walk over here.
Date: January 1, 2006
Categories: Random craziness
Yay! First post! Cheese! Green Cheese!
Why, on the who’s here list, are the ‘K’s before the ‘J’s, and the ‘I’s unexistent?
‘I’s! I C U!
this is where “choklit” should go.
“Death by Chocolate” is a cookbook my mom has.
Emiliana sings the song in the credits of lotr 2
life: here, have some lemons.
Em: noooo! does this mean i have to make up another stupid lemon quote?
YAY!!! CHEESE!!! PURPLE AND ORANGE FRUIT TREES!!!!! DANCING BANANA RHINOS!!!! I ♥ THE GREEN SLUDGE MUTANTS OF DOOM!!! YAY FOR RANDOMNESS!!!!
I’m so hungry…someone supply me with the food particles…need…FOOD! :froths:
When life gives you lemons, say “Yeah, I like lemons. Got anything else?”
I’m not on the list.
All hail the mighty Garbage Disposal Bunny!
hmmm…
Talk like Yoda I will. Bug everyone I shall.
ishmael’s thing that is.
i wants the 7th post! hmph, do i have to think of something real smart, or can i just take it? think i like the second idea more…..
sry i must say this:
CAVE CANEM ET CETERA
pronunciation:
cave = k-ah-wey
canem = k-ah-neym
et = eht
cetera = k-eh-tey-rr (rolled)-ah
it means what?
My thing is that. Talk like I. Copied me you have.
Perish prepare to!
Did you stand my me? No not at all. Stand by me? No way.
beware of dog and so on.
assuming im still around when i turn 18, do i tell you my last name when i turn 18 or when i graduate from high-skool? this is just a random hypothetical question.
Does anybody like Ruby Red grapefruit juice? I think it tastes okay, but it is often too intense and it smells like vomit.
Carpe cerevisiam. Caveat Emptor. Nihil curo de ista tua stulta superstitione. Catapultam habeo. Nisi pecuniam omnem mihi dabis, ad caput tuum saxum immane mittam. Si hoc signum legere potes, operis boni in rebus Latinus alacribus et fructuosis potiri potes!
I prefer Golden Grapefruit Juice because they don’t add any sugar to it. They do to ruby red.
i hate grapefruit juice. No matter what kind. Actually i hate most kinds of juice. I have a very limited taste in drinks-water, water, punch, water, sprite+sherbet (if it has WAY more sherbet than sprite), water, occaisionally i can tolerate orange pop or something, water, water, and…oh! water.
I ♥ CHOKLIT!!!! Choklit juice is good! aka melted choklit. mmm. and hot choklit.
Oh and if a little green man comes to your house tonight and demands a plastic cheese wrapper, toss him out, lock the door, and be very afraid.
I do not find grapefruit juice pleasant to the taste. However I am quite fond of the unadulterated fruit itself.
Psst. Guess what.
what?
I hate grpefruit juice with a passion.
I hate my computer. It’s being a jerk right when I need it to work.
what?
have you finished that letter?
J’aime le grapefruit. C’est bon.
Huh, I wonder if grapefruit is masculine or feminine…
probably masculine. everything is masculne.
i hate my computer more then you do.
hi mg. i don’t know you. hehehe
i really hate mondays.
i have no life.
this should be on the randomness thread, shouldn’t it?
oh well.
what if both of the gapas get really mad at us and decide to be evil and abandon us?
i give up on my hw.
i luv grapefruit.
i luv those bartimaeus books
wait, this is the randomness thread.
i must be going crazy
hold on, i already am crazy
its really late now
actually its really early now
evil skoollynesses
ykm, why did you go and post that site? you made me procrastinate on my hw
sry, its nt yr fault.
nw i am spkng in sthnd wt abt ble?
grreool (grr, i really hate my skool)
anglch (and esp. my english teacher)
igow (i will leave now)
I like pieeeeee.
I am procrastinating on my social studies. n_n
Falafel is yummy
My science social studies teacher is evil.
*gasp*
So many new threads!
*system overload*
*dies*
Em (#17),
No, you do.
[Later clarification: I meant, you don’t have to tell the GAPAs your name. Just start adding it to the comment form when you”come of age.”]
wow this is a cool site people ice job
Grapefruit hate I.
Lots of new threads there are.
Myself I quote:
The problem with stupid people is that they are too stupid to realize their own stupidity.
no i do what?
WOOPPEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! a random thread!!!!
it is raining….. and Ishmael, you are so right about stupid peoples!! i’m not stupid am i? who here has taken a blond test and knows how blond they are? (as in stupid not hair color) i am proud to say i am 0% blond both ways!!!!
heh. blonde test? crazee…
Em you do things that are absolutely unnacceptable. Like eating slugs while wearing an orange bunny suit and tossing pistachios out the window. I have definite evidence of you doing this so don’t try to deny it!!!!
i wasn’t asking you ebeth, i was asking the gapa. and i would like to see this evidence of yours. and pray tell what is wrong with tossing pistacios out the window?
what kind of evidence?
I figured that. But i decided to answer in the spirit of I-know-what-you-didness
tossing pistachios out of the window is terribly depraved. Everybody knows that pistachios should be saved and used to play smash-the-random-pile-of-stuff.
The evidence is unavailable for public viewing at this time. It shall be kept secret until the trial.
whats the punishment for doing things that are unacceptable tossing pistacio nuts out of the window etc.
eating lots of pizza and becoming overweight.
She will be put..*dramatic pause* into…*dramatic pause* THE HOT PINK BUNNY MAKER MACHINE!!!! bum bum buuuuuum.
Let me explain-The Hot Pink Bunny Maker Machine was invented by Chad. You feed the bits of the letters mentioning cats and dogs into the Hot Pink Bunny Maker Machine, and they turn into Hot Pink Bunnies. So if Em is tried and found guilty she will spend the rest of her days as a Hot Pink Bunny unless somebody puts her back through the other end. Once a Hot Pink Bunny is made, it slaves for the editors. Ever wonder when they find precious time to get coffee? They don’t. The Hot Pink Bunnies do. Go to Illinois and find the Muse offices and you’ll see Hot Pink Bunnies hopping all over. Not that most people see them. You have to be a Muser/Editor/Writer/Involved with Muse somehow to see the Hot Pink Bunnies. Em, prepare your defense carefully, unless you want to spend your Hot Pink Bunny lifetime fetching coffee and eating cats and dogs!!!!!
nevermind, i like ebeth’s idea better.
judge: em, you have been accused of unaceptaable behavior. do you plead guilty or not guilty?
em: not guilty!
judge: present your evidence
ebeth: here is this video i took of em dressed in an orange bunny suit, eating slugs and tossing pishtacios out the window.
judge: it appears that you are guilty, em.
em: but im not guilty!
em’s lawyer: that evidence is fake!
ebeth: it is not! that is a genuine video i filmed while hiding in my invisibility cloak outside em’s window! i got hit in the head with a slug she tossed out!
em’s lawyer: its a flipbook!
ebeth: my technology is limited!
em: you don’t have an invisibility cloak.
gapa: how do you know where she lives?
ebeth: umm…
judge: order in the court! em, i sentence you to life as a hot pink bunny! guards!
*two dementor-like beings grab em and shove her in the hot pink bunny maker machine*
em: noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! im a hot pink bunnie!
editor: mwa ha ha, do my bidding!
haha. it’s a flipbook! brill.
What would happen if I impersonated Robert?
i like snow and its been snowing all day. idont likee ice b/c im a kluzt and i have fallen ten times already today…..
cave canem et ecetera
that is cool
Ribbit.
Well Not Telling, let’s see.
HOW TO (yes I am shamelessly stealing the USECGO’s list thingymajig) IMPERSONATE ROBERT!!!
1. Type in Robert Coontz (Administrator) in the top.
Check.
2. Make your name green, and a link to nowhere.
Check
3. Type in all italics, using bold when you want emphasis.
check
4. When you address a Museblogger, sign Robert at the end.
Check.
Ok. Here we go…
Not Telling,
If you impersonated me I would see that your demise was slow and painful. Nobody impersonates me. If they do, I zap their posts. ZAP!!!
-Robert
hmm…you think i’ll get away with that? well…let’s wait and see.
It doesn’t sound very roberty does it? He doesn’t usually threaten the slow and painful demise of musebloggers. Oh well. Might as well try…
Oh and plz don’t sue me for identity theft until the weekend after next. I’ll be busy with skool all week and then next weekend i’m going to MI. Then skool again. But after that i’m free for suing.
ebeth: i have sent a letter to muse. i wonder if it will be printed… oh look! it was printed but AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH MY ENTIRE LETTER HAS BEEN HOT-PINK-BUNNIEIFIED!!!!!!!!
em: i convinced my hot pink bunny friends to eat your letter with me. revenge is sweet!
ebeth: where are you?
em: i’m invisible, remember! unlike you and your fake invisibility cloak. your entire case against me was a phony, and i can prove it!
ebeth: how?
em: according to your testimony, you were hit in the head with a slug. but i was throwing pishtasios!
ebeth: so you admit that you were tossing pihstashios?
em: ahhh no! i meant according to your earlier story i was tossing pishstashios. nevermind, it doesn’t matter, because in my new form as a hot pink bunny i will become ruler of all the other hot pink bunnies! then we will take over the world, starting with Muse!
ebeth: what? you can’t do that!
em: yes i can! Muse is doomed and so is the world! And its all your fault ebeth! HA HA HA HA HA!!!
Ebeth: Oh dear! This is terrible!
Em: Mwahahahaha…
Ebeth: We can’t have a Hot Pink Bunny running Muse!!!
Em: Why not?
Ebeth: Well…erm…*scratches head* I’ll get back to you on that.
Em: Maybe Hot Pink Bunnies are running muse. Maybe I’m just replacing a different Hot Pink Bunny!
Ebeth: NO! IT’S A LIE!!! *covers ears*
Em: Mwahahahaha. Muse is doomed.
Ebeth: Must think…
Em: I WILL RULE THE WORLD!!!
Ebeth: I’ve got it! We’ll go to the Muse offices and see for ourselves! Then we’ll know if the editors really are hot pink bunnies!
Em: How is that relevant to the plot again?
Other Musebloggers: This thing has a plot??? Where?
Ebeth: It’s scared. It’s hiding under the bed. C’mon, let’s go see!
heeeeelp my house is allready being overrun by huge forces of hot pink bunnies!!!!!!!!!!
i dont wanna go 2 skool 2 morrow!
waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
this is an…… er…… RANDOM story em and ebeth have got going…… keep it up!
heheheh
lilbro777: ebeth, didn’t you say we can turn em back to normal by putting her through the hpb maker backwards?
ebeth: erm…….. well……..
lilbro777: what?
ebeth: the hpbs broke it………………..
lilbro777: then waddo we DO?
ebeth: er…. ar…….. erm……. uh….um……….
em: face it muse is doomed, and you are hopeless
hpb stand for hot pink bunnies.
*em and ebeth arrive at muse offices*
em: how do we get in?
ebeth: i dont know
em: there must be a door somewhere…
ebeth: well how did you get out?
em: i hitched a ride on your muse.
ebeth: ah. darn.
em: wait, here comes someone!
*em and ebeth hide*
ebeth: he walked through he wall!
em: he must be a muse employee. maybe the door is like us bunnies, you can only see it if you contribute to muse.
ebeth: *walks up to wall*
ebeth: i think there’s a doorknob here… yes! *opens invisible door*
*ebeth and em walk into muse office*
*em spots another hpb*
em: hey bob! ebeth this is my friend bob.
bob: hi em
ebeth: um hi bob. i can’t see you either.
em: oh and this is ebeth. eat her.
ebeth: WHAT? you can’t eat me!
em: yes he can. im taking over the world, remember.
ebeth: but we were going to find out the true identity of the edidtors!
em: i don’t need you for that.
bob: i can’t eat her anyway.
em: what? why not?
bob: this story is on your computer. you have to print it out.
em: but you eat stuff on the editors computers!
bob: the editors have special computers.
em: oh fine. ill print it out.
ebeth: WAIT! you need me to overthrow the editors!
em: why?
ebeth: well, the editors have complete control over you, right? so you need me to destroy them.
em: oh whatever, you can live. bob, ready my army! now ebeth, lets find out about those editors…
glad you like it libro777
No, I’m not Robert. What makes you think I’m Robert? No way I’m Robert.
sorry, i didn’t see your comment before i wrote that, otherwise i might have added you in.
Random ChinTsu Songs!
There’s a house at the top of a tree.
There’s a house at the top of a tree.
And in the house there’s a room, and in the room there’s a chair
and sitting in the chair is yooooooooooooooooou.
There’s a nose at the end of a snout, of a dog with it’s head out the window, of a car that’s driving away from the tree,
and at the top of a tree there’s a house,
And in the house there’s a room, and in the room there’s a chair
and sitting in the chair is yooooooooooooooooou.
There’s a plan to eat the house, in the mind of a mouse hot pink bunny in the woods,
and the mouse hot pink bunny has a smell that detected by a nose at the end of a snout of a dog, and the dog has his head out the window of a car,
and the car is driving away from the tree,
and at the top of a tree there’s a house,
And in the house there’s a room, and in the room there’s a chair
and sitting in the chair is yooooooooooooooooou.
There are no more potato chips left,
in the empty bag in your hand,
and the crumpling sound of the empty bag
makes the micehot pink bunnies get mad,
and when the micehot pink bunnies get mad,
it leads to a plan to eat the house,
and the plans in the mind of the mouse hot pink bunny in the woods,
and the mouse hot pink bunny has a smell that detected by a nose at the end of a snout of a dog,
and the dog has his head out the window of a car,
and the car is driving away from the tree,
and at the top of a tree there’s a house,
And in the house there’s a room, and in the room there’s a chair
and sitting in the chair is yooooooooooooooooou.
And the reason there are no more chips in the empty bag in your hand, is that the crumpling sound of the empty bag,
makes the micehot pink bunnies get mad,
and when the micehot pink bunnies get mad,
it leads to a plan to eat the house,
but just in time,
the dog arrives to give to the mouse hot pink bunny,
the potato chips that you took from the bag,
and gave to the dog,
to deliver to the mouse hot pink bunny,
so the mouse hot pink bunny would not eat yooooooooooou
I ♥ They Might Be Giants.
randomness rox my sox!^^
I’ve had some random things said to me by strangers before. The day after Christmas, I was in Wal-Mart (I know, it was a dumb idea. Well, I needed some stuff, like Relient K and U2 CDs, which were both awesome.). I wanted CDs, but I had already found them, so I was just hanging around the home entertainment department, hoping I wasn’t in anyone’s way. It was really crazy, and people were passing all aroung me. In the midst of the confusion, someone said to me (Keep in mind that I had never seen this person before in my life) “I like that beautiful red hair”. It was weird, because all this stuff was going on, and everybody was just trying to get a copy of the CD they had come for, and a total stranger mentioned my hair color. It struck me as rather odd and random.
Ebeth: Yoohoo! Editors!
Bob: They’re this way *leads Em and Ebeth to She-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named*
She-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named: Hello my hot pink bunny slaves. Who’s this with you?
Ebeth: I’m Ebeth.
Em: We’re here to overthrow you.
SWMNBN: Oh. Well first, bob i’d like some coffee.
Bob: ok. *scurries off to starbucks*
Em: *to ebeth* uh oh…
SWMNBN: Em, go get the doughnuts.
Em: Oh dear! *em scurries off to kreamy krisp*
Ebeth: Uh oh.
SWMNBN: DIE FIEND!!!!
Ebeth: NO! I refuse!
SWMNBN: In that case we’ll just have to…FEED YOU WEETABIX!!!!!!!!
Ebeth: NO! PLEASE! SPARE ME! BOOOOOOOOOB!!!! EEEEEEMMM!!!!!!!! HEEEEELLLLLLLPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!
SWMNBN: Mwahahahaha…
Bob: here’s your coffee!
Em: Here are the doughnuts!
SWMNBN: *drinks coffee* AAAAAH!!! *turns into a frog*
Bob: Let’s eat doughnuts.
Em: Yum.
Ebeth: What happened to her?
Bob: She’s a frog. Obviously. Now we have to get somebody to kiss her.
Em: Somebody male. *all stare at Bob*
Bob:NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ebeth: YOU MUST!! Muse must be made!!! Including editing and whatever else SWMNBN did!!!
Em: It is your duty as a hot pink bunny.
Bob: *smoochy*
SWMNBN: Woah…I’m a prince. Why am I a prince? What’s happening?
Ebeth: Oh dear…
Em: We’ve been saying that a lot haven’t we?
Bob: Hey look! The hot pink bunny transformer! Sitting on a cloud…
Random Editor: That’s scientifically impossible. Read the article.
Bob: Yeah but this is a really random story.
Ebeth: Well you guys go find it. I’ll try to turn SWMNBN back into SWMNBN.
Em: *runs towards machine and is almost there when….*
oooooooh suspense
I’ll tell you what… I AM NOT PARTICULARLY FOND OF CRYSTALLIZED POMAGRANATES. That is all.
“Maybe you need….THE ULTIMATE CONDITIONER?!“
And that’s all I have to say.
Hot pink bunnies are two dimensional. My dog is getting fat. This is random. I don’t have a million dollars.
Yay for They Might be Giants!
I saw them in concert once. ’twas awesome.
“Twas” “tis” and “ere” are cool words.
My mom got me makeup. I’m hopelessly teenagerish now.
“Don’t you think you’re turning to black and white the situation somewhat?”
gotta love George. Or was it John? I think it was George…
*…mostly Harmless appears!*
mh: we are here to take over the world!
em: no! thats what im doing!
mh: well we’ll just have to overthrow you too!
em: no i will overthrow you! bob! where is my army?
bob: erm… its somewhere around here. hold on… let me find it… here it is!
*em’s army of hpb followers appears*
em: start operation mostly harmful!
bob: whats operation mostly harmful?
em: augh! my army fights their army and wins!
*em’s army and mh’s army start flinging pies, pihstasios, and wmds*
em: now where is that hpb maker machine thing?
meanwhile…
ebeth: abracadabra! um its not working. did i spell that right?
prince(SWMNBN): nooooooo! i am doomed to be a prince forever!
ebeth: but i’ve tried everything! Muse is doomed!
prince(SWMNBN): wait i know! you should kiss me! when bob kissed me i turned into an obnoxious male prince so if you kiss me i might turn into myself again!
ebeth: but that doesn’t make sense!
prince(SWMNBN): well, i am a prince. and nothing makes any sense anymore, in case you haven’t noticed.
ebeth: ewwwwww! i don’t want to kiss an obnoxious boy!
prince(SWMNBN): and i don’t want to be an obnoxous boy!
ebeth: okay fine. but only if you promise to let em rule muse.
prince(SWMNBN): fine! anything!
mh: ebeth! what are you doing here?
ebeth: …
mh: which side are you on, anyway?
author: yea, good question. ebeth which side are you supposed to be on, em’s, mh’s or the rest of the world’s?
ebeth: umm… ill get back to that one too.
em: we got the hpb maker machine!
bob: yea, its really heavy.
prince(SWMNBN): wait, ebeth was going to kiss me and turn me back into SWMNBN!
em: ew, ebeth, were you really going to kiss him?
ebeth: NOOOOOOOOOOO!
em: okay, okay. anyway, i got a better solution. we can turn him into a hpb, and me into a human, and then after my army defeats mh’s army Muse will be mine!
mh: wait! you forgot one thing! MY army is going to win!
em: no! my army is going to win!
armies: *still fighting*
mimi: hey peoples, lets be nice to eachother!
ebeth: HEY! you cant put mimi in here!
author: why not?
ebeth: because then…
everybody: what?
ebeth: KOKOPELLI MIGHT APPEAR! AND THEN THIS STORY WILL BE FOREVER LOST TO ITS SEMBLANCE OF SANITY!
everyone: AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
what is weetabix?
peoples in my math class: ugh, i did really horrible.
me: eh, i got them all right.
guy sitting next to me: You’re pretty smart for a blonde.
me: (sarcstically) gee thanks, someday i hope to be a dirty blonde.
________________________________________________
me: can i have another cherry?
friend: Hey! no! get off the cherries!
me: what about this one?
friend: not that one, that one’s dead!
me: Its not dead! Its only resting!
ah…weetabix. Lumber companies often have a lot of sawdust left over. Well…there are many uses for sawdust. One apparently is as british breakfast cereal. Ask pb&j about it. Or the GAPA (R.C.) They’ll tell you. They eat the stuff.
oh dear. I’s sensing Kokopelli entrance soon. Perhaps after i do my hw. Mwahahahahaa…funny how that works, isn’t it?
when you do koko, make sure he doesn’t steal the scene (he tends to do that.) cuz then it would turn into another koko story, which would make it boring.
i meant dont forget your poor main characters and leave them for koko.
C is an extra letter. It either sounds like S or K. So I am petitioning that everyone either use S or K in the place of C, depending on what sound the C makes.
The only sound that a C would be needed for is the CH sound. So now, C makes the CH sound, and is now chee instead of cee.
Kokopelli kan’t throw pies over seas and kontinents, but ceese should reac.
sure ill sign that petition!
*stupidly signs a two mile long kontract without reading any of it*
no really i like the idea ( as you can see)
I AM DEATH. I TALK IN CAPITAL LETTERS. I HAVE A HORSE. FAER MAE.
Esperanto did that, except that “c” = a “ts” sound.
When I was 12, I invented a spelling system that turned Cs into Ks and Ss and eliminated Q by changing QUs into KWs. Then I decided to see how many other letters I could abolish. I changed all Fs into PHs, all Vs into BHs, all CHs into KHs, and all Js into GHs. I added DH for the “TH” sound in “the” (but left TH for the sound in “thick”) and added ZH for the sound S makes in “pleasure.” Just for fun, I changed “OW” into “AO” and made some other changes to vowels that I’ve forgotten now. It looked bhery strangh by the time I had it all phigured aot.
I also used to write sentences in Tengwar across the tops of my school assignments. One of my teachers thought it was Sanskrit. He was impressed but asked me to stop.
I do that! I write in Tengwar over the tops of my assignments! And I write song lyrics and slogans over everything else! It’s almost compulsive. OK, it is compulsive.
I like the letter C. It’s very nice to use and it’s also essential. It isn’t very nice to have a good kry when you need a cry. Oh well.
My worst habit is ducking when anyone throws a ball at me in sports. I have this little fetal crouching position and I put my hands over my head and if there are a lot of balls I have to bite my tongue to keep from whimpering. It’s pathetic. I’d much rather stay home and play D&D. Oh well.
I just read Hairstyles of the Damned by Joe Meno. It was good, and mentioned many excellent bands (an adult knows the words to a Slayers song! WOW! *falls over in dead faint*) but insulted D&D geeks. Nothing you can do, anyway. Mr. Meno scares me.
Today I put my hair (which I am going to shave off as soon as I am in college) up into a tight ponytail and poked pens in it. Useful and decorative. I recommend it.
I also tend to sit and read with my back flat against the floor and my legs crossed up horizontally on a wall. It’s very comfortable. I recommend it.
Phoenix, if you are Death, then I am the Librarian.
Ook!
I’m just canging “C”. No need to get komplikated.
Is Lucifer Inc. Ishmael’s husband? Hmm…
Sorry about the above rambles. I’m a little disoriented today. Too much thinking through Tengwar.
No, Lucifer, inc. is Ishmael having a good time. I can tell b/c of that librarian thing. And Sphinx is Lucifer’s Sister-in-Law…. Zyviva sticks pens and stuff in her hair, as well.
U saw them!
No fair!
Queenie J, wouldn’t your legs be crossed vertically against the wall?
if life ever gives you some lemons, be sure to toss them at my english teacher
ebeth, where are you? i kneed yao to aoffset my style!
um…hello? you called?
I think ur in my time zone which is an hour ahead of MBtime. So at the time you wrote that-3:12-I was…hmm..walking around in circles i think. Yes I was trying to get into the band room from the elementary skool (all our skools are joined together) and got lost and walked around in circles for a bit. Eventually i gave up, the result being that i have no trumpet to practice and consequently can’t practice tonight which gives me more time for random insanity like the above paragraph. wheeee!
Guess what my lb is doing right now? Kokonutting! yes that’s right! Our constant begging wore down our parents and they got us a Kokonut. So now we have two empty Kokonut halves (we ate the Kokonut) hmm…whaddya think we’d do with two empty kokonut halves? A hint-MONTY PYTHON ROCKS MY SOCKS!!!! so we’ve been having fun with that. We just got it all shelled out yesterday.
Camaspamaweetabixalot
SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM
i’s going now….later random peoples. In the meantime, watch out for the big purple+pink polka dotted bowls of walking green moldy ice cream that are going to attack your house in just over ten minutes!
?
yea, i called. what happened to that koko appearence you were gonna do?
not sure. lack of motivation…aka ebeth’s feeling lazy right now… i’ll do it though! i will! maybe tonight, maybe tomorrow. I guarantee i’ll do it before 11:00 tomorrow morning at the very least…
*snort* thats okay. my last one wasn’t very good. next one will be better, i promise.
feedback people! ebeth and i want feedback! (well i do anyway)
Sure, feedback’s good *screeeeeeech* no, not microphone feedback (ha ha ha *other sounds of people attempting to politely laugh at ebeth’s lame joke*)
Hey that could be the script for a Muse movie! But who would play bob?
I don’t like them crossed. I like them simply vertical.
Let’s go let’s go let’s go let’s go…take me down to junior’s farm.
Then he said you better watch your step, or you gonna get hurt yourself…
Cha-cha-cha-changes. Wake up and face the strange.
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i voleeteer! we can spray-paint me hot pink!
(translated from lapine by em)
when we finish it we should span she who must not be named with it.
oh heck, did i say span? i meant spam.
I just saw the opening for Kingdom Hearts 2
…
IT WAS SO AWESOME!!! I LOVE YOU TETSUYA NOMURA!!
im still a hot pink bunny, but this is my name when i am on my 1b’s desktop.
30 seconds before the bell rang today, my english teacher said: “Punctuation power! I feel a rap song called Punctuation Power coming on!” and then he proceeded to make up a reaklly bad rap song.” just between YOU and ME, an APOSTRAPHE! Give me you CASH, or give me your DASH” it was really bad, and everybody was laughing
is anyone in OM? (odessey of the mind)
what’s that?
ok i said i would continue during study hall today. NOT MY FAULT!
Koko: *walks into the muse office and sees two rather large armies fighting*
yeeeeaaaah! Chaos and destruction!!! W00T!!!!!!! *starts throwing pies*
Ebeth: *sees koko* Ooooohhhh no! there goes any semblence of sanity in this story!
Musebloggers: But you brought him in!
Ebeth: Well Em gave me the idea!
Em: Don’t look at me! I was just inspirational!
*Em and Ebeth get into an argument about who’s fault this was. Meanwhile, the two armies have stopped fighting, due to extremely poor visibility-that is, pie covering their eyes*
MH: Why has my army stopped fighting?!?!? come on!
Em: Ditto. Whatever he said.
MH: Wait you’re not supposed to agree with me!
Em: Why not? Maybe you’re right!
MH: Yes but at this point we’re bitter enemies.
Ebeth: I wonder when the denoument comes in…
Em: That was just an excuse to put in the word denoument ,wasn’t it?
Ebeth: Yup.
MH: No! Nasty! Mustn’t use english exam questions in this story!
Bob: I haven’t appeared in a while and i feel left out. *starts crying* nobody loooooves meeeee…
Prince SWMNBN: I love you bob!
Bob: Ok scared. Um, look, I’m really not….
Prince SWMNBN: But I’m She-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named!
Bob: You’re a boy. Princes=boys
Ebeth: Ooooooh! *smack* I forgot the ss!
Prince SWMNBN, Em, Bob, MH, Musebloggers: Ah. Smart
Ebeth: Shut up. *adds ss*
Princess SWMNBN: Thank you!
Bob: Oh good now we can get married.
SWMNBN: I can’t marry a hot pink bunny!!!!!
Em: Let’s go to the hpb maker and put him in the other end!!!
thats great.
still no feedback though
OM is a thing where you get a prolem, and you have to make up a skit soling it and some other stuff. more on that later.
my mom is kicking me off the computer, so i can’t write more
people who hate em: yes! happiness!
em: shut up.
Hi.
Phoenix, feel better.
Thankee. But I’m fine now.
I’m blue da bu de da bu dai….
Lalalala….
*ebeth and em shove bob into the hpb maker backwards. bob comes out the other end. he is handsome and tall with big chest muscles. but he doesn’t have fair hair. he has hot pink hair.*
val: but now i can’t play bob in the movie!
em: you can play him before he becomes a human. afterwards we will get some hot and famous person to play him.
princess SWMNBN: ooh my love! *starts making out with bob*
em: ugh kissing. lets go somewhere else.
mh: why is not my army fighting?
mh’s army: we got pied. sorry.
mh: im going to file a complaint with the management! where is the management anyway?
ebeth: she’s kissing bob.
mh: oh.
koko: whats up dudes?
em: we’re taking over the world.
koko: sounds like fun! cannae join you?
mh: no! we’re all doing it separately! hence the fighting armies.
koko: oh. eh, sorry about the armies.
mimi: (to armies) hey, lets be friends!
armies: okay! *all become friends and go get some pizza*
ebeth: how’s that working, em? half of them are hpbs!
koko: they can work part time. unless we get a weekly schedule, in which case we’ll need them back.
mh: but i need them to take over the world!
em: moi aussi!
mh: *spots bob* oh look! prince charming. lets kidnap him and force him to listen to lame music!
em’s lb: hey, who are you talking to?
em: go away.
ebeth: thats not prince charming, thats bob. see the pink hair?
koko: this is getting boring. *pies emma*
emma: hey! you cant pie me, im not even in the story! *chaises after kokopelli*
em: sorry folks, i was out of characters.
mh: psst, em, lets take over the world together!
em: okay! the first thing we do, lets kill all the lawyers!
ebeth: quick! hide!
em: hey! i was having a Shakespeare moment! dont interrupt me when i am quoting sh-
princess SWMNBN: hi, we’ve decided to get married!
bob: …
em: oh.
ebeth: (sarcastically) aww… thats nice. what happened to that judge we had in scene 1?
judge: here i am! mawwage! mawwage is what brings us together-
bob: MAN AND WIFE! SAY MAN AND WIFE!
princess SWMNBN: bob, you can’t do that. then we won’t be married.
bob: oh.
ebeth: no more princess bride peoples.
judge: blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah…
bob: i do!
princess SWMNBN: i do!
judge: man and wife. congratulations, you are now married. have a ring.
smeagol: no! it’s my precious!
shrek: I OBJECT!
em: go AWAY!
em’s lawyer: hi. i came with the judge. package deal, you know.
em: oooh lawyer! *kills lawyer*
ebeth: but you cant kill people!
em: why no?
ebeth: because then it would be sad!
em: but he’s not dead! he’s resting!
ebeth: HE IS TOO DEAD!!!!
em: HE’S RESTIN’!!!!!!!!!
ebeth:*smacks em* STOP QUOTING STUFF!!!!!!
em: sorry. it wont happen again.
em’s lawyer: actually i think im getting better.
em: oops. ive already used that one.
ebeth: AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
koko: i am very sorry to say that i seen to be the only sane person around here.
ebeth: have you seen our semblance of sanity?
emma: yeah. its hiding under the bed with your plot.
oooh, this is quite lengthy. oh well
ebeth- heres some feedback-fix the hpb maker.
I love the name BOB. I actually wrote BOB backwards, but you can’t tell.
we did fix it. no wait- we got another one. remember the one that was floating on a cloud? it came from…THE HOT PINK BUNNY MAKER MACHINE MAKER PEOPLE WHO LIVE IN THE SKY AND RAMDOMLY SEND DOWN HOT PINK BUNNY MAKER MACHINES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
thats how they got the original one. the hpbmmmp sent it down and swmnbn was inspired to use it to solve the cat & dog problems.
There was a factory, now there’s just mountains and rivers.
We’ve got, we’ve got it.
I wanna live on solid solid solid solid rock…rock rock. Solid rock.
Jack and Jill went up the hill to join the labor rights-they couldn’t pay the water bill without-off all the lights!
At your command, before you here I stand, my heart is in my hand-Ecch. *Laughs* It’s here that I must be…my heart entreats-just hear those savage beats-and go put on your cleats, then come and trample me.
I ♥ my music.
I loved the play! Yaaay! Princess Bride rocks!
aha, so thats how you got it !
i was kinda wondering….
Haha! love it!
E’s not dead! E’s restin’!
♥ monty python
love princess bride too.
queen j what’s that jack+jill thing from?
if you didn’t understand it, it means you didn’t read the whole thing.
my lb really did come and ask me what i was doing at that point in the story.
just now i found a red scrunchy. i threw up in the air and caught it. then i threw it up at the ceiling and caught it. then i threw it at the ceiling fan and caught it. then it landed on the ceiling fan. i turned the fan on and it fell off. then i threw it at the fan while it was on. the first time it bounced off; the second time it went through the blades and hit the ceiling; and the third time it was flung over and hit the wall. i fished it out from behind my sixth grade science project. it was dusty. i was happy. yayness.
what if we did a sock puppet rendition of it?
I’m really good at making sock puppets.
Nork nork.
Snerk, snerk.
OMG a sock puppet movie of that would be totally flamablamablously froody. If you weren’t a Mysterious Internet Person Who Actually Might Be A Deranged Stalker (MIPWAMBADS) I would order you to my house and we’d make a movie. aawww…
Snork Snork Snoof.
ackpashoozlepingbadoodaniniknightsofniclipclopticktockbangyou’redeadpleasantisn’tit?
Zallie. Where have you heard snerk before, or did you make it up
O.O Me and my friends have strange ways/words, and snerk is one of them.
…you know, I really have no idea. It’s a combination between a giggle and a snort, I know that much. I guess I heard it somewhere, but I don’t know when or where…
Gnerf.
How ’bout this: mmbleech.
yea thats too bad. im not a stalker though. of course, you wouldn’t know if i was lying.
*laughs evilly*
okay. evil moment over.
if your parents wont think you are crazy if you do random things you could make a movie with your lb and email it to the gapas. im not sure how you would do that though.
Who is this Anonymous Coward person, and why is his birthday significant?
everybody on museblog supposedly gets a thread for their b-day, but only if they demand it.
I demand a thread for my birthday! It was a month ago.
Tell us the date, Lusifer Ink, and we’ll add it to the calendar.
What does “lb” stand for? Snork. Glorp. Eeurk. Horf. Mmmmmmmm! Sound effects!
Did you know that computers can’t generate random numbers? No, sirree. They’re inherently predictable machines, and as far as I know, no-one has successfully emulated a genuinely chaotic system in software.
Don’t worry, though. What you can emulate is a 32-bit binary shift register, with the exclusive-or of bits 1, 5, 6 and 31 fed back to the input. That gives a pseudo-random sequence which repeats every 4,294,967,295 cycles. It’s good enough for most games. And you can even implement it in hardware with good old CMOS logic. Or TTL if you’re a total luddite.
my calculater is supposed to be able to generate random numbers.
little brother (or international bacculariate, but i wasn’t refering to that) i shamlessly copied it from ebeth, because thats 11 letters and a space that i dont have to type out.
ebeth, i forgot to add a cliffhanger to the end of my last scene, to inspire you to write the next bit, so mentally add this to the end:
ebeth: what are they doing there? c’mon, lets go bring them back!
The Jack and Jill thing is the first line of a Specials song called Place In Life, from their 1996 album Guilty ‘Til Proved Innocent! The song is, like everything else the Specials touched, extremely cynical.
The 27th is Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart’s 250th birthday. Not that he’s still alive or anything.
There are walls all built of cannon balls-their motto is Don’t Tread On Me…
the 27th is my 13 3/4ths birthday.
EAT MOR CHIKEN!!!!!!!!!!!
i is speaking for the cows. actually i hates chicken.
ooo! i has a quote:
“duct tape…’The substance that binds the universe together.'”
-Diane Duane
ok i’m gonna post the Gospel of Spamabix, written by CHOKLITHOTPINKBUNNEEZ who’s NEVER ON HERE so I capitilized her name cuz you’ve all forgotten her by now. Must get her on again. Anyhoo, she wrote this random Gospel of Spamabix, based on the Gospel of GP at bagginses.
The Gospel of Spamabix
In the beginningeth, there was nothingeth. Sanity and boringnesseth ruled the world. It was a darketh time for the worldeth of men.
And THEN….
There was Jay C. Hormel!
And quotheth he… Leteth there be SPAM!
Now there waseth also (President)
And quoth they ….Let there be WEETABIX!
thus Weetabix, and SPAM, the Two Ancients, were created.
This called for a slighteth amount of silliness, but before long the fun woreth off, and sanity and boringnesseth again ruled the worldeth. It was a darkereth time for the world of men.
But wait! There wereth still two who resisted!
Out of the strangeth civilization men call “Yoopers” came SEBE!
And out from the strangereth civilization men call “Trolls” came THIRREA!
Now these were called the Great Goddesses of Spamabix.
They chanced to meeteth one dayeth, and both realizing that the other waseth as crazy as themselves, said “LETETH THERE BE SPAMABIX!!!!”
And Spamabix there was!
And they looked upon it, and saw that it was good. THIRREA said, “It is good.” She also said, “Look! There is a tree over there. It has leaves!” Now this is why she is called Captain Obvious. SEBE said, “Och! Well that’s nice. Where are we going?” Now this is why she is called Pippin.
Oh wait never mind, it didn’t happen like that. We apologise for the complete screw-up of the whole story. The responsible persons have been sacked.
But that’s okay.
ANYWAYETH!!
So then the two decided to tell the multitudes of Spamabix!
And the Lord did grin and the people did feast, upon the lambs, and sloths, and carp, and, orangutans, and breakfast cereals (especially Weetabix) and fruit bats
But they never really got around to telling the multitudes, being too busy watching Lord of the Rings, so the feasting of the people was a bit anticlimactic.
But overall, there was much rejoicing.
And then came the day when SEBE had to leave and go to the strange country where people say “soda” instead of “pop”, called OOHI.
THIRREA got to stay with the nice, deep pool in MIGICHAN.
And the penguin started to play “turkey in the Straw” on his banjo.
And THIRREA was very sad, and trucked down there a week after SEBE left just to bug her.
But she only got to stay for a day, and then she had to quit reading Hornblower and come back.
Now this is how the Gospel of Spamabix was spread in OOHI and MIGICHAN.
SEBE immediately started randomly asking people “Hast thou partaken of Spamabix this morn?”
And the people were shocked, and hit her with cheese.
Well, most people. The rest were called the Enlightened Ones, and there was much rejoicing of Spamabix.
But SOME people (cough insert teacher Here cough) looked upon the Spamabix, and also looked upon the Enlightened Ones eating it with great relish and singing Monty Python, and said, “What the hell are you doing?” And SEBE was furious, and condemned them forever to eat the stuff morning, noon and night.
THIRREA took a bit longer because she was too lazy. She finally told some people, including Her Madness the English teacher.
And there was much rejoicing!
But the lambs and sloths and carp and orangutans and breakfast cereals and fruit bats had to wait a bit, because THIRREA couldn’t fit them in her stupid little tiny locker that even sevvies don’t fit in…well they could if you pushed really hard….oh well…
Her Altoids could, though. The Enlightened Ones destroyed those. Grrrrrrrrr.
So anywayeth—
Thateth is basicallyeth all that happened in the Great History of Spamabix. BUT!!! It will never be over until all the world rejoices witheth Spamabix!
So…have YOU eaten your Spamabix today?
FINETH
There you are now all educated (somewhat) on the legendary Spamabix. *clapclap*
So, we’re now disscussing Xanga. Go us.
Xanga is just a space to put a blog. A blog is basically where you write out what’s been going on, or how you feel about stuff, and then your friends come along, read it, and make comments (there’s a little thingie that lets you make a remark on someone else’s post).
Ebeth and I both have this completely random thing where we started a separate site, and began writing the adventures of Bob and Brian, our girl alter egos. It’s rather stupid, but incredibly fun.
Ooh. I actually like Xanga, believe it or not. ^^ Must make another one. ( I deleted my first one because I was bored. xP)
Randomly, I’ve just given up xanga. For a while, anyway.
It’s nowhere NEAR as bad as MySpace. -shudder- I personally like LiveJournal loads better, though I jusr go there for the icon communities. xD
I like the gospel of Spamabix! funny!
Em: Ok! Let’s go!
Ebeth: Wait, what bed are they hiding under?
Em: Bob?
Bob: Yes?
Em: You control the security right?
Bob: Nope.
Em: Awwww.
Ebeth: That would be a bit too convenient.
Bob: However, I do know how it works! And I have an access key!
Em: That’s convenient!
Ebeth: A bit too convenient…
Bob: Hoom…let’s see…aha. See? They’re under the GAPA’s bed.
Musebloggers: I thought the GAPA lived somewhere else…
Bob: Oh, they’d like you to think that wouldn’t they? No, they all live here.
Ebeth: Ah. Very dedicated.
Bob: Actually this place houses their secret stash of choklit…
Em: That explains a lot…
Ebeth: *gasp* CHOKLIT???!!!! WHERE???!!!!!
Em: NO! Ebeth! We have to find the plot! And some semblance of sanity! Remember?
Ebeth: choooookliiiiiiiit…follow the chooookliiiiit…
Bob: Oh deary me. Well i have to go.
Em: No! Why?
Bob: Oh having me around is too convenient. I know how to stop Ebeth’s choklit craze.
Em: HOW???
Bob: I TOLD you, we need some conflict in this story right? Later Em.
Em: AAAAAHH!!!!
Ebeth: CHHOOOOOOKKKKLLLLIIIIIITTTT!!!!!!!!!! *starts screaming and running around in circles, sniffing the air for any sign of choklit*
Em: How am I ever going to get her out of this?!?!?!?!?
Oh no. Now word is out about our super-secret choklit stash. Must find new hiding place.
We could just eat it all, but it would probably kill us Still, what a way to go….
DEATH BY CHOKLIT!!!!! Mwahahahahaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!
Or you could just give up and give it to MEEE!!!
and me. if you don’t give any to me, i will sic my hot pink bunny army on you.
i hate it how things to say always occur to me miliseconds after i press submit. but we need a thread to offset this thread called “Thoughtful- and Sensitive -ness”
SGKHMSKBGJSLaWVMAGB.,.ZBSBWASBNOZ!!!!!!
My friend just emialed me a screenshot from the ending of Kingdom Hearts 2, AND IT WAS SO HAWT! AWK! I LOVE RIKU EVEN MORE WITH HIS NONSENSICAL DOUBLE ZIPPERED DOUBLE JACKET!!!1111ONEONEONE!!!!
Ahhhhhhhhh…nothing like fangirling to ease your day. Yuuuup. I reckon so.
ebeth, i have thought of an end to attack of the hpbs. you don’t mind if i end it, right? cuz otherwise i have a feeling that we will just get bored of it and it will die a slow and painful death.
go ahead and end it. And then we can publish it and make lots of $. And get Larry G. to illustrate it.
ummm… where is muse actually published? at the carus publishing office or what? i need to know for aothpbs.
Illinois. Is it chicago? I thought i read once that it was rockford. But maybe i’m just making that up…i don’t know…Probably you should say Chicago, Illinois. I don’t know if it’s carus or not. GAPA???
Right now I am chopping away at the suspense with a rather large, sharp knife to see if i can find Em’s posts. Oooooh…Aaaaahh…And the audience waits with bated breath for the ending to the widely acclaimed and absolutely brilliant piece of fine literature “Attack of the Hot Pink Bunnies”
AAAARGH!!! NOOOOOO!!!! WHYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!
ok if i do a smiley like this in the middle of a bunch of words it works but when i do this…
at the beginning of something it doesn’t work!!! What’s up with that?
well it is now.
Em: And peoples, for this special last episode of Attack of the Hot Pink Bunnies, I am actually using… Correct punctuation and capitalization!
Everyone: *gasp* No…. Really?
Em: Yep, I am. Now, where were we?
Ebeth:CCCCHHHOOOOOOOOOKKKLLLIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTT!!!!!!!!
GAPA RC: Oh no! our secret stash of choklit has been discovered!
GAPA RS: We must find another spot! Quick!
Ebeth: Nooooo! I will get the choklit first!
Em: Great. Wonderful. Now what do we do?
Bob: Well here’s the GAPA’s room.
Em: Do you actually use that bed?
GAPA RS: No. We wanted a room for our secret choklit stash, and the bed came with it.
Em: Oh lookit! The GAPA’s password!
Bob: What is it?
Em: [ Password zapped by Admin for the purposes of peoples not taking over the Museblog.]
Bob: Cool! Lets take over the Museblog!
�|�: That’s what we’re doing. You can’t do it too.
Em: *gasp* The question marks are taking over the Museblog!
�|�: Well, actually we’re taking over the internet. The blog just seemed like a good place to start. We’ve been planning this for a long time, y’know.
Em: But you’ve only just appeared!
�|�: We were hiding behind the url section. When it disappeared, we became visible.
Em: Oh no! GAPA, QUICK AND EXTERMINATE THE QUESTION MARKS!
GAPA RS: Right after we finish salvaging what’s left of our choklit.
GAPA RC: Don’t worry, there’s not much left now.
Ebeth: Mmmmm…… That was good choklit. But it’s all gone now… *sniffsob*
Bob: Look what was under it.
Plot: Hullo.
Semblance of Sanity: Hullo.
Ebeth: You couldn’t exert yourselves a little more, could you?
Plot: It might be just a little late for that.
SOS: Maybe.
SOS: Hey, why did my name get shortened?
Em: It was too long.
SOS: I won’t do anything until you restore my name to its former length.
Em: Fine.
Semblance of Sanity: Yayness! I will now make everything sane.
Em: Hey, what happened to everyone?
Ebeth: Yea, it’s just us!
Em: *gasp* I’m not a HPB anymore!
Ebeth: Well you know, you can’t be a HPB in real life.
Em: Oh. What about Bob? He was starting to grow on me.
Ebeth: HPB’s don’t exist.
Em: The Muses?
Ebeth: Them too.
Em: SWMNBN?
Ebeth: Back to normal.
Em: MH?
Ebeth: They were figments of our imaginations.
Em: Well this is not cool.
Ebeth: And the Musebuilding is gone too.
Em: What, isn’t this the musebuilding?
Ebeth: No. This is the Carus Publishing building, where Muse is ACTUALLY published.
Carus Publishing People: What are you doing here?
Em: We’re taking over the world.
CPP: Ha ha ha, very funny. No really, how did you get in?
Em: Well it’s a long story…
CPP: Security!
Ebeth: Oh dear. This isn’t very random, is it?
Em: Darnit, Where’s that Semblance of Sanity?
Ebeth: Oh Semblance of Sanity, Where are you?
Security: Hello.
Em: AAARRGGGHHH!!!!!! SEMLANCE OF SANITY WHERE ARE YOU???????
Semblance of Sanity: Don’t panic, I’m here. What do you want?
Ebeth: You couldn’t perhaps… turn the sanity down a bit?
Semblance of Sanity: Oh, so you want it back now, do ya? Fine, here we go.
Bob: Hi! I’m back! And I’m going to leave now, on my honeymoon. You people are just too weird.
The Muses: HI! We’re back too!
MH: And us-
Em: Okay okay, we don’t have all day. The story’s going to end soon, anyway.
Ebeth: It is?
Em: Yeah, see, right here? *pulls out script*
Ebeth: Oh.
CPP: Okay, you’ve had your fun. Now leave.
Ebeth: What if we don’t want to leave?
CCP: Then we will… CANCEL YOUR MUSE SUBSCRIPTIONS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Em & Ebeth: AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *run away quickly*
Em: Well that was froody. But it’s over now.
Ebeth: Yep. Here comes the “happily ever after” bit.
And they all lived happily ever after to a ripe old age and always remembered to renew their Muse subscriptions. ALL of them lived happily ever after, not a one was sad. Even the antagonists. Which is partially because we are not entirely sure who the antagonists are, anyway. Not a blinking single thing is wrong with the end of this story, we swear. Not one. Definitely a happy ending.
Em: Awww… that was sweet.
Ebeth: Well, the end is near now. Do you suppose we should say something? A few parting words?
Em: Yup. Should probably say something meaningful and impressive sounding.
Ebeth: Er, how are we for time? Have we got just a min-
And so the story ended.
Wow. Hard to believe that the long saga has ended!
Em and Ebeth (#158 & 159): Muse is designed and laid out in Chicago. It’s printed in a town in New Hampshire and mailed from another town in New Hampshire. Complicated, isn’t it? That’s life.
And thus ends the epic tale of Attack of the Hot Pink Bunnies.
Wait! It’s not technically an epic! There’s no epic hero! Nobody embodies the culture or ideas and fights for a really long time to save them until the audience falls asleep! We have no ideas to embody! HEEELLLPPP!!!!!!! Oh well…
YAAAAAYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
great! I ♥ SOS
*sniff* it’s all over now…so sad. Oh well. Now I can continue to shout SPAM at random moments without feeling guilty that i haven’t done the next bit. SPAM!!!!!!
New Hampshire??!!?! why new hampshire?
It should be mailed from chicago. Then i’d get it faster.
SPAM!!!!
What a tale! I laughed, I cried. And now I can’t get this ABBA song from the ’70s out of my mind. The chorus:
So when you’re near me, darling can’t you hear me
SOS
The love you gave me, nothing else can save me
SOS
When you’re gone
How can I even try to go on
When you’re gone
Though I try how can I carry on
I just laughed, but I did enjoy it.
Now that darned Abba song is stuck in my head.
It sure is a catchy tune.
okay, i tried posting here on my evil dial-up connection, but aol gave me the spinning-beachball-of-doom business for awhile, and i had to force quit. and when i got on my other computer i felt compelled to post on all of the other threads, so now i am finially here. yay.
yes, it had no plot. it had no conflict antagonists, morals, etc. it had very little character development. it sort of had protagonists, but you couldn’t really tell wot they were motivated by in the end. i loved it! it was the ultimate musefanfiction!
im sure our readers were saddened to see it go. none of them said anything, but im sure they were. maybe they were just avoiding us because they thought our craziness was catchy. hmmm…
guess wot? u can’t tell th I’s and the l’s apart!
IlIlIlIlIlIlIlIlIlIlIlIlIlIlIlIl!
we need a musefanfiction thread.
wot’s abba?
ABBA was a Swedish pop band that was popular in the 1970s. Their big hit was “Waterloo.” That one won the Eurovision Song Contest in 1974. AND it was just voted #1 Eurovision Song Contest winner of the past 50 years. Woo hoo! Go ABBA. (Eurovision is sort of a European version of the Grammys.)
OK, really, I think ABBA’s music is cheesy and vapid. But really catchy. And VERY UPBEAT. Painfully upbeat, depending on your state of mind.
*gasp* i have been copy+pasting aothpb onto word (for posterity, y’know) and it is now 16 1/2 pages long! single spaced! i also copy+pasted the posts leading up to hpbs creation, so it makes sense.
ebeth, when i posted the end of the story i didn’t see your comments before it. too bad, i labored long and hard on that thing. during algebra. haha. i was bored so i wrote it in the spring break section of my dab. my friend saw it and she was like “who is ebeth?” and “thats not how you spell chocolate.” and i was like “yes it is mwa hahaha” oh, i have got to stop posting completely random things that come in to my brain. bad habit.
future musebloggers shall randomly stumble upon this thread while searching the archives and be awed by our brilliance. they may be the only ones who notice.
OK, this is THe attack of the hpbs, gathered into one post, so lurkers and posters wont have trouble discerning the storie from the rest. (i might have left out a couple things. if that is the case, sry.)…
Em’s and Ebeth’s Storie (and I know that it’s spelled weird)
Retold By Lilbro
Ebeth: Em you do things that are absolutely unnacceptable. Like eating slugs while wearing an orange bunny suit and tossing pistachios out the window. I have definite evidence of you doing this so don’t try to deny it!!!!
Em: i would like to see this evidence of yours. and pray tell what is wrong with tossing pistacios out the window?
Ebeth: I figured that. But i decided to answer in the spirit of I-know-what-you-didness tossing pistachios out of the window is terribly depraved. Everybody knows that pistachios should be saved and used to play smash-the-random-pile-of-stuff.The evidence is unavailable for public viewing at this time. It shall be kept secret until the trial.
Cheesenator: whats the punishment for doing things that are unacceptable tossing pistacio nuts out of the window etc?
Em: eating lots of pizza and becoming overweight?
Ebeth: She will be put..*dramatic pause* into…*dramatic pause* THE HOT PINK BUNNY MAKER MACHINE!!!! bum bum buuuuuum. Let me explain-The Hot Pink Bunny Maker Machine was invented by Chad. You feed the bits of the letters mentioning cats and dogs into the Hot Pink Bunny Maker Machine, and they turn into Hot Pink Bunnies. So if Em is tried and found guilty she will spend the rest of her days as a Hot Pink Bunny unless somebody puts her back through the other end. Once a Hot Pink Bunny is made, it slaves for the editors. Ever wonder when they find precious time to get coffee? They don’t. The Hot Pink Bunnies do. Go to Illinois and find the Muse offices and you’ll see Hot Pink Bunnies hopping all over. Not that most people see them. You have to be a Muser/Editor/Writer/Involved with Muse somehow to see the Hot Pink Bunnies. Em, prepare your defense carefully, unless you want to spend your Hot Pink Bunny lifetime fetching coffee and eating cats and dogs!!!!!
judge: em, you have been accused of unaceptaable behavior. do you plead guilty or not guilty?
em: not guilty!
judge: present your evidence
ebeth: here is this video i took of em dressed in an orange bunny suit, eating slugs and tossing pishtacios out the window.
judge: it appears that you are guilty, em.
em: but im not guilty!
em’s lawyer: that evidence is fake!
ebeth: it is not! that is a genuine video i filmed while hiding in my invisibility cloak outside em’s window! i got hit in the head with a slug she tossed out!
em’s lawyer: its a flipbook!
ebeth: my technology is limited!
em: you don’t have an invisibility cloak.
gapa: how do you know where she lives?
ebeth: umm…
judge: order in the court! em, i sentence you to life as a hot pink bunny! guards!
*two dementor-like beings grab em and shove her in the hot pink bunny maker machine*
em: noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! im a hot pink bunnie!
editor: mwa ha ha, do my bidding!
Ebeth: Oh dear! This is terrible!
Em: Mwahahahaha…
Ebeth: We can’t have a Hot Pink Bunny running Muse!!!
Em: Why not?
Ebeth: Well…erm…*scratches head* I’ll get back to you on that.
Em: Maybe Hot Pink Bunnies are running muse. Maybe I’m just replacing a different Hot Pink Bunny!
Ebeth: NO! IT’S A LIE!!! *covers ears*
Em: Mwahahahaha. Muse is doomed.
Ebeth: Must think…
Em: I WILL RULE THE WORLD!!!
Ebeth: I’ve got it! We’ll go to the Muse offices and see for ourselves! Then we’ll know if the editors really are hot pink bunnies!
Em: How is that relevant to the plot again?
Other Musebloggers: This thing has a plot??? Where?
Ebeth: It’s scared. It’s hiding under the bed. C’mon, let’s go see!
Cheesenator: heeeeelp my house is allready being overrun by huge forces of hot pink bunnies!!!!!!!!! i dont wanna go 2 skool 2 morrow! waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa*em and ebeth arrive at muse offices*
em: how do we get in?
ebeth: i dont know
em: there must be a door somewhere…
ebeth: well how did you get out?
em: i hitched a ride on your muse.
ebeth: ah. darn.
em: wait, here comes someone!
*em and ebeth hide*
ebeth: he walked through he wall!
em: he must be a muse employee. maybe the door is like us bunnies, you can only see it if you contribute to muse.
ebeth: *walks up to wall*
ebeth: i think there’s a doorknob here… yes! *opens invisible door*
*ebeth and em walk into muse office*
*em spots another hpb*
em: hey bob! ebeth this is my friend bob.
bob: hi em
ebeth: um hi bob. i can’t see you either.
em: oh and this is ebeth. eat her.
ebeth: WHAT? you can’t eat me!
em: yes he can. im taking over the world, remember.
ebeth: but we were going to find out the true identity of the edidtors!
em: i don’t need you for that.
bob: i can’t eat her anyway.
em: what? why not?
bob: this story is on your computer. you have to print it out.
em: but you eat stuff on the editors computers!
bob: the editors have special computers.
em: oh fine. ill print it out.
ebeth: WAIT! you need me to overthrow the editors!
em: why?
ebeth: well, the editors have complete control over you, right? so you need me to destroy them.
em: oh whatever, you can live. bob, ready my army! now ebeth, lets find out about those editors… Ebeth: Yoohoo! Editors!
Bob: They’re this way *leads Em and Ebeth to She-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named*
She-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named: Hello my hot pink bunny slaves. Who’s this with you?
Ebeth: I’m Ebeth.
Em: We’re here to overthrow you.
SWMNBN: Oh. Well first, bob i’d like some coffee.
Bob: ok. *scurries off to starbucks*
Em: *to ebeth* uh oh…
SWMNBN: Em, go get the doughnuts.
Em: Oh dear! *em scurries off to kreamy krisp*
Ebeth: Uh oh.
SWMNBN: DIE FIEND!!!!
Ebeth: NO! I refuse!
SWMNBN: In that case we’ll just have to…FEED YOU WEETABIX!!!!!!!!
Ebeth: NO! PLEASE! SPARE ME! BOOOOOOOOOB!!!! EEEEEEMMM!!!!!!!! HEEEEELLLLLLLPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!
SWMNBN: Mwahahahaha…
Bob: here’s your coffee!
Em: Here are the doughnuts!
SWMNBN: *drinks coffee* AAAAAH!!! *turns into a frog*
Bob: Let’s eat doughnuts.
Em: Yum.
Ebeth: What happened to her?
Bob: She’s a frog. Obviously. Now we have to get somebody to kiss her.
Em: Somebody male. *all stare at Bob*
Bob:NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ebeth: YOU MUST!! Muse must be made!!! Including editing and whatever else SWMNBN did!!!
Em: It is your duty as a hot pink bunny.
Bob: *smoochy*
SWMNBN: Woah…I’m a prince. Why am I a prince? What’s happening?
Ebeth: Oh dear…
Em: We’ve been saying that a lot haven’t we?
Bob: Hey look! The hot pink bunny transformer! Sitting on a cloud…
Random Editor: That’s scientifically impossible. Read the article.
Bob: Yeah but this is a really random story.
Ebeth: Well you guys go find it. I’ll try to turn SWMNBN back into SWMNBN.
Em: *runs towards machine and is almost there when….*
oooooooh suspense *…mostly Harmless appears!*
mh: we are here to take over the world!
em: no! thats what im doing!
mh: well we’ll just have to overthrow you too!
em: no i will overthrow you! bob! where is my army?
bob: erm… its somewhere around here. hold on… let me find it… here it is!
*em’s army of hpb followers appears*
em: start operation mostly harmful!
bob: whats operation mostly harmful?
em: augh! my army fights their army and wins!
*em’s army and mh’s army start flinging pies, pihstasios, and wmds*
em: now where is that hpb maker machine thing?
meanwhile…
ebeth: abracadabra! um its not working. did i spell that right?
prince(SWMNBN): nooooooo! i am doomed to be a prince forever!
ebeth: but i’ve tried everything! Muse is doomed!
prince(SWMNBN): wait i know! you should kiss me! when bob kissed me i turned into an obnoxious male prince so if you kiss me i might turn into myself again!
ebeth: but that doesn’t make sense!
prince(SWMNBN): well, i am a prince. and nothing makes any sense anymore, in case you haven’t noticed.
ebeth: ewwwwww! i don’t want to kiss an obnoxious boy!
prince(SWMNBN): and i don’t want to be an obnoxous boy!
ebeth: okay fine. but only if you promise to let em rule muse.
prince(SWMNBN): fine! anything!
mh: ebeth! what are you doing here?
ebeth: …
mh: which side are you on, anyway?
author: yea, good question. ebeth which side are you supposed to be on, em’s, mh’s or the rest of the world’s?
ebeth: umm… ill get back to that one too.
em: we got the hpb maker machine!
bob: yea, its really heavy.
prince(SWMNBN): wait, ebeth was going to kiss me and turn me back into SWMNBN!
em: ew, ebeth, were you really going to kiss him?
ebeth: NOOOOOOOOOOO!
em: okay, okay. anyway, i got a better solution. we can turn him into a hpb, and me into a human, and then after my army defeats mh’s army Muse will be mine!
mh: wait! you forgot one thing! MY army is going to win!
em: no! my army is going to win!
armies: *still fighting*
mimi: hey peoples, lets be nice to eachother!
ebeth: HEY! you cant put mimi in here!
author: why not?
ebeth: because then…
everybody: what?
ebeth: KOKOPELLI MIGHT APPEAR! AND THEN THIS STORY WILL BE FOREVER LOST TO ITS SEMBLANCE OF SANITY!
everyone: AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
Koko: *walks into the muse office and sees two rather large armies fighting*
yeeeeaaaah! Chaos and destruction!!! W00T!!!!!!! *starts throwing pies*
Ebeth: *sees koko* Ooooohhhh no! there goes any semblence of sanity in this story!
Musebloggers: But you brought him in!
Ebeth: Well Em gave me the idea!
Em: Don’t look at me! I was just inspirational!
*Em and Ebeth get into an argument about who’s fault this was. Meanwhile, the two armies have stopped fighting, due to extremely poor visibility-that is, pie covering their eyes*
MH: Why has my army stopped fighting?!?!? come on!
Em: Ditto. Whatever he said.
MH: Wait you’re not supposed to agree with me!
Em: Why not? Maybe you’re right!
MH: Yes but at this point we’re bitter enemies.
Ebeth: I wonder when the denoument comes in…
Em: That was just an excuse to put in the word denoument ,wasn’t it?
Ebeth: Yup.
MH: No! Nasty! Mustn’t use english exam questions in this story!
Bob: I haven’t appeared in a while and i feel left out. *starts crying* nobody loooooves meeeee…
Prince SWMNBN: I love you bob!
Bob: Ok scared. Um, look, I’m really not….
Prince SWMNBN: But I’m She-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named!
Bob: You’re a boy. Princes=boys
Ebeth: Ooooooh! *smack* I forgot the ss!
Prince SWMNBN, Em, Bob, MH, Musebloggers: Ah. Smart
Ebeth: Shut up. *adds ss*
Princess SWMNBN: Thank you!
Bob: Oh good now we can get married.
SWMNBN: I can’t marry a hot pink bunny!!!!!
Em: Let’s go to the hpb maker and put him in the other end!!!
*ebeth and em shove bob into the hpb maker backwards. bob comes out the other end. he is handsome and tall with big chest muscles. but he doesn’t have fair hair. he has hot pink hair.*
val: but now i can’t play bob in the movie!
em: you can play him before he becomes a human. afterwards we will get some hot and famous person to play him.
princess SWMNBN: ooh my love! *starts making out with bob*
em: ugh kissing. lets go somewhere else.
mh: why is not my army fighting?
mh’s army: we got pied. sorry.
mh: im going to file a complaint with the management! where is the management anyway?
ebeth: she’s kissing bob.
mh: oh.
koko: whats up dudes?
em: we’re taking over the world.
koko: sounds like fun! cannae join you?
mh: no! we’re all doing it separately! hence the fighting armies.
koko: oh. eh, sorry about the armies.
mimi: (to armies) hey, lets be friends!
armies: okay! *all become friends and go get some pizza*
ebeth: how’s that working, em? half of them are hpbs!
koko: they can work part time. unless we get a weekly schedule, in which case we’ll need them back.
mh: but i need them to take over the world!
em: moi aussi!
mh: *spots bob* oh look! prince charming. lets kidnap him and force him to listen to lame music!
em’s lb: hey, who are you talking to?
em: go away.
ebeth: thats not prince charming, thats bob. see the pink hair?
koko: this is getting boring. *pies emma*
emma: hey! you cant pie me, im not even in the story! *chaises after kokopelli*
em: sorry folks, i was out of characters.
mh: psst, em, lets take over the world together!
em: okay! the first thing we do, lets kill all the lawyers!
ebeth: quick! hide!
em: hey! i was having a Shakespeare moment! dont interrupt me when i am quoting sh-
princess SWMNBN: hi, we’ve decided to get married!
bob: …
em: oh.
ebeth: (sarcastically) aww… thats nice. what happened to that judge we had in scene 1?
judge: here i am! mawwage! mawwage is what brings us together-
bob: MAN AND WIFE! SAY MAN AND WIFE!
princess SWMNBN: bob, you can’t do that. then we won’t be married.
bob: oh.
ebeth: no more princess bride peoples.
judge: blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah…
bob: i do!
princess SWMNBN: i do!
judge: man and wife. congratulations, you are now married. have a ring.
smeagol: no! it’s my precious!
shrek: I OBJECT!
em: go AWAY!
em’s lawyer: hi. i came with the judge. package deal, you know.
em: oooh lawyer! *kills lawyer*
ebeth: but you cant kill people!
em: why no?
ebeth: because then it would be sad!
em: but he’s not dead! he’s resting!
ebeth: HE IS TOO DEAD!!!!
em: HE’S RESTIN’!!!!!!!!!
ebeth:*smacks em* STOP QUOTING STUFF!!!!!!
em: sorry. it wont happen again.
em’s lawyer: actually i think im getting better.
em: oops. ive already used that one.
ebeth: AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
koko: i am very sorry to say that i seen to be the only sane person around here.
ebeth: have you seen our semblance of sanity?
emma: yeah. its hiding under the bed with your plot.
oooh, this is quite lengthy. oh well
m: And peoples, for this special last episode of Attack of the Hot Pink Bunnies, I am actually using… Correct punctuation and capitalization!
Everyone: *gasp* No…. Really?
Em: Yep, I am. Now, where were we?
Ebeth:CCCCHHHOOOOOOOOOKKKLLLIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTT!!!!!!!!
GAPA RC: Oh no! our secret stash of choklit has been discovered!
GAPA RS: We must find another spot! Quick!
Ebeth: Nooooo! I will get the choklit first!
Em: Great. Wonderful. Now what do we do?
Bob: Well here’s the GAPA’s room.
Em: Do you actually use that bed?
GAPA RS: No. We wanted a room for our secret choklit stash, and the bed came with it.
Em: Oh lookit! The GAPA’s password!
Bob: What is it?
Em: [ Password zapped by Admin for the purposes of peoples not taking over the Museblog.]
Bob: Cool! Lets take over the Museblog!
�|�: That’s what we’re doing. You can’t do it too.
Em: *gasp* The question marks are taking over the Museblog!
�|�: Well, actually we’re taking over the internet. The blog just seemed like a good place to start. We’ve been planning this for a long time, y’know.
Em: But you’ve only just appeared!
�|�: We were hiding behind the url section. When it disappeared, we became visible.
Em: Oh no! GAPA, QUICK AND EXTERMINATE THE QUESTION MARKS!
GAPA RS: Right after we finish salvaging what’s left of our choklit.
GAPA RC: Don’t worry, there’s not much left now.
Ebeth: Mmmmm…… That was good choklit. But it’s all gone now… *sniffsob*
Bob: Look what was under it.
Plot: Hullo.
Semblance of Sanity: Hullo.
Ebeth: You couldn’t exert yourselves a little more, could you?
Plot: It might be just a little late for that.
SOS: Maybe.
SOS: Hey, why did my name get shortened?
Em: It was too long.
SOS: I won’t do anything until you restore my name to its former length.
Em: Fine.
Semblance of Sanity: Yayness! I will now make everything sane.
Em: Hey, what happened to everyone?
Ebeth: Yea, it’s just us!
Em: *gasp* I’m not a HPB anymore!
Ebeth: Well you know, you can’t be a HPB in real life.
Em: Oh. What about Bob? He was starting to grow on me.
Ebeth: HPB’s don’t exist.
Em: The Muses?
Ebeth: Them too.
Em: SWMNBN?
Ebeth: Back to normal.
Em: MH?
Ebeth: They were figments of our imaginations.
Em: Well this is not cool.
Ebeth: And the Musebuilding is gone too.
Em: What, isn’t this the musebuilding?
Ebeth: No. This is the Carus Publishing building, where Muse is ACTUALLY published.
Carus Publishing People: What are you doing here?
Em: We’re taking over the world.
CPP: Ha ha ha, very funny. No really, how did you get in?
Em: Well it’s a long story…
CPP: Security!
Ebeth: Oh dear. This isn’t very random, is it?
Em: Darnit, Where’s that Semblance of Sanity?
Ebeth: Oh Semblance of Sanity, Where are you?
Security: Hello.
Em: AAARRGGGHHH!!!!!! SEMLANCE OF SANITY WHERE ARE YOU???????
Semblance of Sanity: Don’t panic, I’m here. What do you want?
Ebeth: You couldn’t perhaps… turn the sanity down a bit?
Semblance of Sanity: Oh, so you want it back now, do ya? Fine, here we go.
Bob: Hi! I’m back! And I’m going to leave now, on my honeymoon. You people are just too weird.
The Muses: HI! We’re back too!
MH: And us-
Em: Okay okay, we don’t have all day. The story’s going to end soon, anyway.
Ebeth: It is?
Em: Yeah, see, right here? *pulls out script*
Ebeth: Oh.
CPP: Okay, you’ve had your fun. Now leave.
Ebeth: What if we don’t want to leave?
CCP: Then we will… CANCEL YOUR MUSE SUBSCRIPTIONS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Em & Ebeth: AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *run away quickly*
Em: Well that was froody. But it’s over now.
Ebeth: Yep. Here comes the “happily ever after” bit.
And they all lived happily ever after to a ripe old age and always remembered to renew their Muse subscriptions. ALL of them lived happily ever after, not a one was sad. Even the antagonists. Which is partially because we are not entirely sure who the antagonists are, anyway. Not a blinking single thing is wrong with the end of this story, we swear. Not one. Definitely a happy ending.
Em: Awww… that was sweet.
Ebeth: Well, the end is near now. Do you suppose we should say something? A few parting words?
Em: Yup. Should probably say something meaningful and impressive sounding.
Ebeth: Er, how are we for time? Have we got just a min-
And so the story ended…….
anyways, that is the saga type thingy.
YAAAAAAAAAAAAY! i put it on word too, but in really small font so it wasn’t that long. i put everything on word. if i get a funny email or find something on the internet or help write a completely random saga about hot pink bunnies, off it goes into my folder of random insanity.
except now that’s bugging me. GAPA R.C, what did you mean in post #32???
I’m afraid my comment #32 wasn’t very clear. (That happens sometimes when I’m posting from my little Treo amid distractions.) I just meant that she doesn’t have to tell us anything, just add her last name to the comment forms when the time comes. I’ve inserted a clarification above.
yea, but when i turn eighteen or when i graduate from high skool? because im not of collage age until i graduate from high-skool, am i? wot if i skip a coupla grades and go to collage eariler than eighteen?
ooo i have a random folder too. its called :”Stuff…More Stuff…Stuffity Stuff Stuff…All RIGHT Already”
libro, you missed two prts, one prts ebeth and one prts em. very nice though. i shall post my hopefully-more-neater version.
Attack of the Hot Pink Bunnies
By Ebeth and Em
__________________________
PROLOGUE
Em: assuming I’m still around when I turn 18, do I tell you my last name when I turn 18 or when I graduate from high-skool? This is just a random hypothetical question.
GAPA: Em (#17),
No, you do.
Em: no I do what?
Ebeth: Em you do things that are absolutely unacceptable. Like eating slugs while wearing an orange bunny suit and tossing pistachios out the window. I have definite evidence of you doing this so don’t try to deny it!!!!
Em: I wasn’t asking you Ebeth, I was asking the GAPA. And I would like to see this evidence of yours. And pray tell what is wrong with tossing pistachios out the window?
Cheeseinator: what kind of evidence?
Ebeth: I figured that. But I decided to answer in the spirit of I-know-what-you-didness
Tossing pistachios out of the window is terribly depraved. Everybody knows that pistachios should be saved and used to play smash-the-random-pile-of-stuff.
The evidence is unavailable for public viewing at this time. It shall be kept secret until the trial.
Cheesinator: what’s the punishment for doing things that are unacceptable tossing pistachio nuts out of the window etc.
Em: eating lots of pizza and becoming overweight.
Ebeth: She will be put…*dramatic pause* into…*dramatic pause* THE HOT PINK BUNNY MAKER MACHINE!!!! Bum bum buuuuuum.
Let me explain-The Hot Pink Bunny Maker Machine was invented by Chad. You feed the bits of the letters mentioning cats and dogs into the Hot Pink Bunny Maker Machine, and they turn into Hot Pink Bunnies. So if Em is tried and found guilty she will spend the rest of her days as a Hot Pink Bunny unless somebody puts her back through the other end. Once a Hot Pink Bunny is made, it slaves for the editors. Ever wonder when they find precious time to get coffee? They don’t. The Hot Pink Bunnies do. Go to Illinois and find the Muse offices and you’ll see Hot Pink Bunnies hopping all over. Not that most people see them. You have to be a Muser/Editor/Writer/Involved with Muse somehow to see the Hot Pink Bunnies. Em, prepare your defense carefully, unless you want to spend your Hot Pink Bunny lifetime fetching coffee and eating cats and dogs!!!!!
Em: nevermind, I like Ebeth’s idea better.
___________________________
EM
Judge: Em, you have been accused of unacceptable behavior. Do you plead guilty or not guilty?
Em: Not guilty!
Judge: Present your evidence
Ebeth: Here is this video I took of Em dressed in an orange bunny suit, eating slugs and tossing pistachios out the window.
Judge: It appears that you are guilty, Em.
Em: But I’m not guilty!
Em’s lawyer: That evidence is fake!
Ebeth: It is not! That is a genuine video I filmed while hiding in my invisibility cloak outside em’s window! I got hit in the head with a slug she tossed out!
Em’s lawyer: it’s a flipbook!
Ebeth: My technology is limited!
Em: You don’t have an invisibility cloak.
GAPA: How do you know where she lives?
Ebeth: Umm…
Judge: Order in the court! Em, I sentence you to life as a hot pink bunny! guards!
*two dementor-like beings grab Em and shove her in the hot pink bunny maker machine*
Em: Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! I’m a hot pink bunnie!
Editor: Mwa ha ha, do my bidding!
________________________________
EM
Ebeth: I have sent a letter to muse. I wonder if it will be printed… oh look! It was printed but AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH MY ENTIRE LETTER HAS BEEN HOT-PINK-BUNNIEIFIED!!!!!!!!
Em: I convinced my hot pink bunny friends to eat your letter with me. Revenge is sweet!
Ebeth: Where are you?
Em: I’m invisible, remember! Unlike you and your fake invisibility cloak. Your entire case against me was a phony, and I can prove it!
Ebeth: How?
Em: According to your testimony, you were hit in the head with a slug. But I was throwing pistachios!
Ebeth: So you admit that you were tossing pistachios?
Em: Ahhh no! I meant according to your earlier story I was tossing pishstashios. Nevermind, it doesn’t matter, because in my new form as a hot pink bunny I will become ruler of all the other hot pink bunnies! Then we will take over the world, starting with Muse!
Ebeth: What? You can’t do that!
Em: Yes I can! Muse is doomed and so is the world! And it’s all your fault Ebeth! HA HA HA HA HA!!!
_______________________________
EBETH
Ebeth: Oh dear! This is terrible!
Em: Mwahahahaha…
Ebeth: We can’t have a Hot Pink Bunny running Muse!!!
Em: Why not?
Ebeth: Well…erm…*scratches head* I’ll get back to you on that.
Em: Maybe Hot Pink Bunnies are running muse. Maybe I’m just replacing a different Hot Pink Bunny!
Ebeth: NO! IT’S A LIE!!! *covers ears*
Em: Mwahahahaha. Muse is doomed.
Ebeth: Must think…
Em: I WILL RULE THE WORLD!!!
Ebeth: I’ve got it! We’ll go to the Muse offices and see for ourselves! Then we’ll know if the editors really are hot pink bunnies!
Em: How is that relevant to the plot again?
Other Musebloggers: This thing has a plot??? Where?
Ebeth: It’s scared. It’s hiding under the bed. C’mon, let’s go see!
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EM
*Em and Ebeth arrive at muse offices*
Em: How do we get in?
Ebeth: I don’t know
Em: There must be a door somewhere…
Ebeth: Well how did you get out?
Em: I hitched a ride on your muse.
Ebeth: Ah. Darn.
Em: Wait, here comes someone!
*Em and Ebeth hide*
Ebeth: He walked through he wall!
Em: He must be a muse employee. Maybe the door is like us bunnies, you can only see it if you contribute to muse.
Ebeth: *walks up to wall*
Ebeth: I think there’s a doorknob here… yes! *opens invisible door*
*Ebeth and Em walk into muse office*
*Em spots another hpb*
Em: Hey bob! ebeth this is my friend bob.
Bob: Hi Em
Ebeth: Um hi bob. I can’t see you either.
Em: Oh and this is Ebeth. Eat her.
Ebeth: WHAT? You can’t eat me!
Em: Yes he can. I’m taking over the world, remember.
Ebeth: But we were going to find out the true identity of the editors!
Em: I don’t need you for that.
Bob: I can’t eat her anyway.
Em: What? Why not?
Bob: This story is on your computer. You have to print it out.
Em: But you eat stuff on the editors’ computers!
Bob: The editors have special computers.
Em: Oh fine. I’ll print it out.
Ebeth: WAIT! You need me to overthrow the editors!
Em: Why?
Ebeth: Well, the editors have complete control over you, right? So you need me to destroy them.
Em: Oh whatever, you can live. Bob, ready my army! Now Ebeth, lets find out about those editors…
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EBETH
Ebeth: Yoohoo! Editors!
Bob: They’re this way *leads Em and Ebeth to She-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named*
She-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named: Hello my hot pink bunny slaves. Who’s this with you?
Ebeth: I’m Ebeth.
Em: We’re here to overthrow you.
SWMNBN: Oh. Well first, bob I’d like some coffee.
Bob: ok. *scurries off to starbucks*
Em: *to Ebeth* uh oh…
SWMNBN: Em, go get the doughnuts.
Em: Oh dear! *Em scurries off to kreamy krisp*
Ebeth: Uh oh.
SWMNBN: DIE FIEND!!!!
Ebeth: NO! I refuse!
SWMNBN: In that case we’ll just have to…FEED YOU WEETABIX!!!!!!!!
Ebeth: NO! PLEASE! SPARE ME! BOOOOOOOOOB!!!! EEEEEEMMM!!!!!!!! HEEEEELLLLLLLPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!
SWMNBN: Mwahahahaha…
Bob: here’s your coffee!
Em: Here are the doughnuts!
SWMNBN: *drinks coffee* AAAAAH!!! *turns into a frog*
Bob: Let’s eat doughnuts.
Em: Yum.
Ebeth: What happened to her?
Bob: She’s a frog. Obviously. Now we have to get somebody to kiss her.
Em: Somebody male. *all stare at Bob*
Bob: NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ebeth: YOU MUST!! Muse must be made!!! Including editing and whatever else SWMNBN did!!!
Em: It is your duty as a hot pink bunny.
Bob: *smoochy*
SWMNBN: Woah…I’m a prince. Why am I a prince? What’s happening?
Ebeth: Oh dear…
Em: We’ve been saying that a lot haven’t we?
Bob: Hey look! The hot pink bunny transformer! Sitting on a cloud…
Random Editor: That’s scientifically impossible. Read the article.
Bob: Yeah but this is a really random story.
Ebeth: Well you guys go find it. I’ll try to turn SWMNBN back into SWMNBN.
Em: *runs towards machine and is almost there when….*
oooooooh suspense
______________________________
EM
*…Mostly Harmless appears!*
MH: We are here to take over the world!
Em: No! That’s what I’m doing!
MH: Well we’ll just have to overthrow you too!
Em: No I will overthrow you! Bob! Where is my army?
Bob: Erm… its somewhere around here. Hold on… let me find it… here it is!
*Em’s army of hpb followers appears*
Em: Start operation mostly harmful!
Bob: What’s operation mostly harmful?
Em: Augh! My army fights their army and wins!
*Em’s army and MH’s army start flinging pies, pistachios, and wmds*
Em: Now where is that hpb maker machine thing?
Meanwhile…
Ebeth: Abracadabra! Um it’s not working. Did I spell that right?
Prince (SWMNBN): Nooooooo! I am doomed to be a prince forever!
Ebeth: But I’ve tried everything! Muse is doomed!
Prince (SWMNBN): Wait I know! You should kiss me! When bob kissed me I turned into an obnoxious male prince so if you kiss me I might turn into myself again!
Ebeth: But that doesn’t make sense!
Prince (SWMNBN): Well, I am a prince. And nothing makes any sense anymore, in case you haven’t noticed.
Ebeth: Ewwwwww! I don’t want to kiss an obnoxious boy!
Prince (SWMNBN): And I don’t want to be an obnoxious boy!
Ebeth: Okay fine. But only if you promise to let Em rule muse.
Prince (SWMNBN): Fine! Anything!
MH: Ebeth! What are you doing here?
Ebeth: …
MH: Which side are you on, anyway?
Author: Yea, good question. Ebeth which side are you supposed to be on, em’s,
MH’s or the rest of the world’s?
Ebeth: Umm… I’ll get back to that one too.
Em: We got the hpb maker machine!
Bob: Yea, it’s really heavy.
Prince (SWMNBN): Wait, Ebeth was going to kiss me and turn me back into SWMNBN!
Em: Ew, Ebeth, were you really going to kiss him?
Ebeth: NOOOOOOOOOOO!
Em: Okay, okay. Anyway, I got a better solution. We can turn him into a hpb, and me into a human, and then after my army defeats MH’s army Muse will be mine!
MH: Wait! You forgot one thing! MY army is going to win!
Em: No! My army is going to win!
Armies: *still fighting*
Mimi: Hey peoples, lets be nice to each other!
Ebeth: HEY! You can’t put Mimi in here!
Author: Why not?
Ebeth: Because then…
Everybody: What?
Ebeth: KOKOPELLI MIGHT APPEAR! AND THEN THIS STORY WILL BE FOREVER LOST TO ITS SEMBLANCE OF SANITY!
Everyone: AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
_______________________________
EBETH
Koko: *walks into the muse office and sees two rather large armies fighting*
yeeeeaaaah! Chaos and destruction!!! W00T!!!!!!! *starts throwing pies*
Ebeth: *sees Koko* Ooooohhhh no! There goes any semblance of sanity in this story!
Musebloggers: But you brought him in!
Ebeth: Well Em gave me the idea!
Em: Don’t look at me! I was just inspirational!
*Em and Ebeth get into an argument about whose fault this was. Meanwhile, the two armies have stopped fighting, due to extremely poor visibility-that is, pie covering their eyes*
MH: Why has my army stopped fighting?!?!? Come on!
Em: Ditto. Whatever he said.
MH: Wait you’re not supposed to agree with me!
Em: Why not? Maybe you’re right!
MH: Yes but at this point we’re bitter enemies.
Ebeth: I wonder when the denouement comes in…
Em: That was just an excuse to put in the word denouement, wasn’t it?
Ebeth: Yup.
MH: No! Nasty! Mustn’t use English exam questions in this story!
Bob: I haven’t appeared in a while and I feel left out. *starts crying* nobody loooooves meeeee…
Prince SWMNBN: I love you bob!
Bob: Ok scared. Um, look, I’m really not….
Prince SWMNBN: But I’m She-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named!
Bob: You’re a boy. Princes=boys
Ebeth: Ooooooh! *smack* I forgot the ss!
Prince SWMNBN, Em, Bob, MH, Musebloggers: Ah. Smart
Ebeth: Shut up. *adds ss*
Princess SWMNBN: Thank you!
Bob: Oh good now we can get married.
SWMNBN: I can’t marry a hot pink bunny!!!!!
Em: Let’s go to the hpb maker and put him in the other end!!!
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EM
*Ebeth and Em shove bob into the hpb maker backwards. Bob comes out the other end. He is handsome and tall with big chest muscles. But he doesn’t have fair hair. He has hot pink hair.*
Val: But now I can’t play bob in the movie!
Em: You can play him before he becomes a human. Afterwards we will get some hot and famous person to play him.
Princess SWMNBN: Ooh my love! *starts making out with bob*
Em: Ugh kissing. Lets go somewhere else.
MH: Why is not my army fighting?
MH’s army: We got pied. Sorry.
MH: I’m going to file a complaint with the management! Where is the management anyway?
Ebeth: She’s kissing bob.
MH: Oh.
Koko: What’s up dudes?
Em: We’re taking over the world.
Koko: Sounds like fun! Cannae join you?
MH: No! We’re all doing it separately! Hence the fighting armies.
Koko: Oh. Eh, sorry about the armies.
Mimi: (to armies) Hey, lets be friends!
Armies: Okay! *all become friends and go get some pizza*
Ebeth: How’s that working, Em? Half of them are hpbs!
Koko: They can work part time. Unless we get a weekly schedule, in which case we’ll need them back.
MH: But I need them to take over the world!
Em: Me too!
MH: *spots bob* Oh look! Prince charming. Lets kidnap him and force him to listen to lame music!
Em’s lb: Hey, who are you talking to?
Em: Go away.
Ebeth: That’s not prince charming, that’s bob. See the pink hair?
Koko: This is getting boring. *pies Emma*
Emma: Hey! You can’t pie me, I’m not even in the story! *chaises after Kokopelli*
Em: Sorry folks, I was out of characters.
MH: Psst, Em, lets take over the world together!
Em: Okay! The first thing we do, lets kill all the lawyers!
Ebeth: Quick! Hide!
Em: Hey! I was having a Shakespeare moment! Don’t interrupt me when I am quoting Sh-
Princess SWMNBN: Hi, we’ve decided to get married!
Bob: …
Em: Oh.
Ebeth: (sarcastically) Aww… that’s nice. What happened to that judge we had in
Scene 1?
Judge: Here I am! Mawwage! Mawwage is what brings us together-
Bob: MAN AND WIFE! SAY MAN AND WIFE!
Princess SWMNBN: Bob, you can’t do that. Then we won’t be married.
Bob: Oh.
Ebeth: No more princess bride peoples.
Judge: Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah…
Bob: I do!
Princess SWMNBN: I do!
Judge: Man and wife. Congratulations, you are now married. Have a ring.
Sméagol: No! It’s my precious!
Shrek: I OBJECT!
Em: Go AWAY!
Em’s lawyer: Hi. I came with the judge. Package deal, you know.
Em: oooh lawyer! *kills lawyer*
Ebeth: But you can’t kill people!
Em: Why not?
Ebeth: Because then it would be sad!
Em: But he’s not dead! He’s resting!
Ebeth: HE IS TOO DEAD!!!!
Em: E’S RESTIN’!!!!!!!!!
Ebeth: *smacks Em* STOP QUOTING STUFF!!!!!!
Em: Sorry. It won’t happen again.
Em’s lawyer: Actually I think I’m getting better.
Em: Oops. I’ve already used that one.
Ebeth: AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Koko: I am very sorry to say that I seen to be the only sane person around here.
Ebeth: Have you seen our semblance of sanity?
Emma: Yeah. It’s hiding under the bed with your plot.
Ebeth: What are they doing there? C’mon, lets go bring them back!
_____________________________
EBETH
Em: Ok! Let’s go! 

Ebeth: Wait, what bed are they hiding under? 

Em: Bob? 

Bob: Yes? 

Em: You control the security right? 

Bob: Nope.
Em: Awwww.
Ebeth: That would be a bit too convenient.

Bob: However, I do know how it works! And I have an access key! 

Em: That’s convenient! 

Ebeth: A bit too convenient…

Bob: Hoom…let’s see…aha. See? They’re under the GAPA’s bed. 

Musebloggers: I thought the GAPA lived somewhere else…

Bob: Oh, they’d like you to think that wouldn’t they? No, they all live here.

Ebeth: Ah. Very dedicated. 

Bob: Actually this place houses their secret stash of choklit…

Em: That explains a lot…

Ebeth: *gasp* CHOKLIT???!!!! WHERE???!!!!!

Em: NO! Ebeth! We have to find the plot! And some semblance of sanity!
Remember? 

Ebeth: choooookliiiiiiiit…follow the chooookliiiiit…

Bob: Oh dearie me. Well I have to go. 

Em: No! Why? 

Bob: Oh having me around is too convenient. I know how to stop Ebeth’s choklit craze.

Em: HOW???

Bob: I TOLD you, we need some conflict in this story right? Later Em. 

Em: AAAAAHH!!!!

Ebeth: CHHOOOOOOKKKKLLLLIIIIIITTTT!!!!!!!!!! *starts screaming and running around in circles, sniffing the air for any sign of choklit*

Em: How am I ever going to get her out of this?!?!?!?!?
____________________________
EM
Em: And peoples, for this special last episode of Attack of the Hot Pink
Bunnies, I am actually using… Correct punctuation and capitalization!
Everyone: *gasp* No…. Really?
Em: Yep, I am. Now, where were we?
Ebeth:CCCCHHHOOOOOOOOOKKKLLLIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTT!!!!!!!!
GAPA RC: Oh no! Our secret stash of choklit has been discovered!
GAPA RS: We must find another spot! Quick!
Ebeth: Nooooo! I will get the choklit first!
Em: Great. Wonderful. Now what do we do?
Bob: Well here’s the GAPA’s room.
Em: Do you actually use that bed?
GAPA RS: No. We wanted a room for our secret choklit stash, and the bed came with it.
Em: Oh lookit! The GAPA’s password!
Bob: What is it?
Em: [Password zapped by Admin for the purposes of peoples not taking over the Museblog.]
Bob: Cool! Lets take over the Museblog!
�|�: That’s what we’re doing. You can’t do it too.
Em: *gasp* the question marks are taking over the Museblog!
�|�: Well, actually we’re taking over the Internet. The blog just seemed like a good place to start. We’ve been planning this for a long time, y’know.
Em: But you’ve only just appeared!
�|�: We were hiding behind the url section. When it disappeared, we became visible.
Em: Oh no! GAPA, QUICK AND EXTERMINATE THE QUESTION MARKS!
GAPA RS: Right after we finish salvaging what’s left of our choklit.
GAPA RC: Don’t worry, there’s not much left now.
Ebeth: Mmmmm…… That was good choklit. But it’s all gone now… *sniffsob*
Bob: Look what was under it.
Plot: Hullo.
Semblance of Sanity: Hullo.
Ebeth: You couldn’t exert yourselves a little more, could you?
Plot: It might be just a little late for that.
SOS: Maybe.
SOS: Hey, why did my name get shortened?
Em: It was too long.
SOS: I won’t do anything until you restore my name to its former length.
Em: Fine.
Semblance of Sanity: Yayness! I will now make everything sane.
Em: Hey, what happened to everyone?
Ebeth: Yea, it’s just us!
Em: *gasp* I’m not a HPB anymore!
Ebeth: Well you know, you can’t be a HPB in real life.
Em: Oh. What about Bob? He was starting to grow on me.
Ebeth: HPB’s don’t exist.
Em: The Muses?
Ebeth: Them too.
Em: SWMNBN?
Ebeth: Back to normal.
Em: MH?
Ebeth: They were figments of our imaginations.
Em: Well this is not cool.
Ebeth: And the Musebuilding is gone too.
Em: What, isn’t this the Musebuilding?
Ebeth: No. This is the Carus Publishing building, where Muse is ACTUALLY published.
Carus Publishing People: What are you doing here?
Em: We’re taking over the world.
CPP: Ha ha ha, very funny. No really, how did you get in?
Em: Well it’s a long story…
CPP: Security!
Ebeth: Oh dear. This isn’t very random, is it?
Em: Darnit, Where’s that Semblance of Sanity?
Ebeth: Oh Semblance of Sanity, Where are you?
Security: Hello.
Em: AAARRGGGHHH!!!!!! SEMLANCE OF SANITY WHERE ARE YOU???????
Semblance of Sanity: Don’t panic, I’m here. What do you want?
Ebeth: You couldn’t perhaps… turn the sanity down a bit?
Semblance of Sanity: Oh, so you want it back now, do ya? Fine, here we go.
Bob: Hi! I’m back! And I’m going to leave now, on my honeymoon. You people are just too weird.
The Muses: HI! We’re back too!
MH: And us-
Em: Okay okay, we don’t have all day. The story’s going to end soon, anyway.
Ebeth: It is?
Em: Yeah, see, right here? *pulls out script*
Ebeth: Oh.
CPP: Okay, you’ve had your fun. Now leave.
Ebeth: What if we don’t want to leave?
CCP: Then we will… CANCEL YOUR MUSE SUBSCRIPTIONS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Em & Ebeth: AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *run away quickly*
Em: Well that was froody. But it’s over now.
Ebeth: Yep. Here comes the “happily ever after” bit.
And they all lived happily ever after to a ripe old age and always remembered to renew their Muse subscriptions. ALL of them lived happily ever after, not a one was sad. Even the antagonists. Which is partially because we are not entirely sure who the antagonists are, anyway. Not a blinking single thing is wrong with the end of this story, we swear. Not one. Definitely a happy ending.
Em: Awww… that was sweet.
Ebeth: Well, the end is near now. Do you suppose we should say something?
A few parting words?
Em: Yup. Should probably say something meaningful and impressive sounding.
Ebeth: Er, how are we for time? Have we got just a min-
And so the story ended.
OO-EE-OO-AH-AH-BING-BANG-WALLA-WALLA-BING-BANG!
etc. etc. etc.
-luff my randomness-
“The Witch Doctor” is about as random as it gets.
whazzat?
aren’t there three AHs?
*applauds* good random story!!! I WANT ANOTHER!!!!!
You can start one and we’ll pick up…sry i need motivation…aka somebody at the other end impatiently waiting for the next bit…
patience, patience, (at the risk of sounding like the gapa) maybe when we get inspired… i don’t know if we can do another one like that.
hey, did anyone notice my resterant at the end of the universe refrance?
Es nihil sed canem
semper lacrimans
et cetera
Is that Elvis Presley in Latin?!
20 hot pink bunny pts to the GAPA! yes, that’s elvis presley in latin…i was bored
hello, mom, the swim team stuff came in.
oh so u got the sweatshirt?
yep, see? *holds out arm*
AAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH! you made those stupid thumb holes ALREADY?!?!
yep. i chew through em fast. *wiggles thumbs which are stuck through holes in cuff of sweat shirt.* i do that. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH! *runs away*AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGHHHH!*is tackled by mom* this happens alot.
and it does, too… this was comepletly random. bye folks
what was all that about?
Oh…the Thumb Holes. I’ve seen those…
meh. i do it all the time… nervous habit (some people bit their nales. i chew thumb holes in my sweatshirts…)
nice…
cool! so does my friend..
augh… science fair… judging… tomorrow….. NO VOICE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DO YOU PEOPLE KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS!? I HAVE NO VOICE AND THE SCIENCE FAIR JUDGING IS TOMORROW HALP!!!!!!!!!! bad bad bad as in NOT GOOD!!! well at least this is my 2nd year… but still… PEOPLES I GOT NO VOICE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Crraw
lilbro777 says she’s speechless. (Wait a minute–this isn’t the RPG…)
hmm…you’re pretty loud for somebody without a voice…all caps huh? wow…
lol jk. Much sympathy and virtual choklit to you. hot choklit, that is.
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Hm, I am a latecomer to this thread, but I shall try to catch up! Hellooo out there!
Ack, there’s Latin lurking around in the randomness thread! Lol, like I don’t get enough of it in school already. I don’t know what the word for ‘ hot pink’ is, but there are a few fellow Muse fans in class who came up with CAVE CUNICULUM, which, unless I’m mistaken, means BEWARE THE BUNNY! Wonderfully useful advice in this case, it seems.
As for grapefruit juice, I’ve never liked the taste. I can stomach it, but I’d rather not…unless someone is bribing me, of course.
They Might Be Giants rock! I’ve never seen them in concert, but I really want to. Relient K and U2 are also great bands. Anybody ever hear of O-Zone? If you’ve seen the Numa Numa Dance, you’ve heard ‘Dragostea Din Tea’ by them already.
Hope you get your voice back soon, lilbro777! Being too hoarse to talk when you really need to is no fun at all.
*gasp* you take latin too. aaaah i can rant about the horrors to a semi-sympathetic soul now (sry but you can’t completely sympathize about pautsch. She’s beyond belief. *hiss*)
Hot pink bunnies are our friends!!!! Well…mostly. I think. Possibly…erm…*to hot pink bunnies* Whose side are you on anyway?
Hot pink bunnies: *mysteriously melt into nothingness, leaving ebeth’s question unanswered*
cheeeeeeeeezgraders rock the universe!
do armadillos have mental problems?
!Ike!
P.S. Im a GIRL!
grape fruit juice is o.k with sugar.vegetabe juice i think that sounds disgusting.vegetables are ok but juice yeeuuccchhh.
je naime pas vegetable juice…ok so ive never tried it…heehee……………………………look at the dots! just so you know i am strange.enuff about grape fruits…i dont think they look like grapes…grapes are nice i like grapes especialy green grapes mmmm.isnt it wierd how we are all sitting at computers typing all over the world like Em or Ebeth(cool name!)are miles and miles away but we can stil like talk that is so cool.i love email
woohoo i was number 200!
THE FOSSA! THE FOSSA ARE ATTACKING!
I wonder if they make grapefruit doughnuts. But toe socks are hot.
ArMaDiLLo wEnT tO ToWn, AcTiNg LiKe BaLoGnA, sTuCk HiS FiNgEr uP HiS nOsE aNd CaLLeD iT sNoTTy pHoNy
I’m totally going to try and catch some of the hot pink bunnies that wander through my neighborhood!!!!!! MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
…hAhAhAhA…
I don’t get it.
.ti teg t’nod I
Blue pudding
gniddup eulB
I like blue pudding. Blue pudding is blue.
Bubble wrap rules. It really does. Tell me when somebody air-mails a pie and I SHALL TAKE ALL THE BUBBLE WRAP. FOR MEEEEEEE
I didn’t mean for us. I’m not Gollum. You are!! Haha!!
I’m done for the moment. Everybody CLAP YOUR FEET!
I did have grapefruit juice once. It was so yum.
I was born on Pluto, then moved to Neptune, I spend my summers on Uranus, My second home up until 2:47 PM in the morning is on Jupiter, I’m running for queen on both Mars and Venus, I take winter break on Mercury, but I have to live on Earth because they have Muse and wireless internet!!! Help!!!
Ebeth’s Feet: *clap*
ebeths feet?
Feet! There was a thing on the radio about feet a day or so ago. Apparently people with big toes spread sunshine wherever they go, and people with small toes make people mad. Interesting!
I did have tomato juice once that was pretty good (better than grapefruit juice, anyway!), but I think it was from V8 or some brand that put a lot of sugar and flavoring in to cover the tomato taste, lol.
Come to think of it, whose side are the bunnies on anyway?
*grabs a hot pink bunny*
Okay, which do you like better, cats or dogs?!?
Bunny: *stubborn silence*
DLOD’s feet: *clap*
Mr tenrec: i suppose you are a male well, then our boy count is 4!
oops. srry mr tenrec
Ebeth’s feet are obeying H-I’s order to clap, because Ebeth’s feet are obedient, respectful, happy, cheerful, kind, and have a positive outlook on life.
‘mr tenrec’is a girl!
our boy count is four, if you think bcavefish/kor is male.
;(
is bcavefish male? because i can’t tell.. sry bcavefish…
here is more randomness-I HATE HISTORY FROM THE PAST. i hope im not the only one…
green cheese?
i like choklit *thats how u spell it isnt it?*
ya, i know ive been on alot…what happened to the old posts? those were fun…
well i asume he’s male because otherwise he would be “queen of randomness” but maybe not.
*gasp* KITTEN!!!!
I’m a total history geek but a lot of my friends hate history. It’s something that kinda grows on you (aka my dad would use any excuse to give me a history lesson when i was little so i got used to it. )
I’m a girl, so you can add me to the total number of females present. ^.^ I’m also a fan of history, but not all of it. I’m taking Greek and Roman history right now. I have no idea why, I just really love Greek and Roman history, especially Roman. The funny thing is, I’m taking US history too and I absolutely despise it. Why do I like learning about Rome but not America? Good question.
Back to randomness! This is the definition I found for a word I looked up yesterday in my dictionary.
PARRICIDE: MURDER OF ONE’S ANCESTORS.
Just stop and think about that for a minute. It looks okay at first, but if you really think about that you end up going, “What the heck?!?!” . Kind of makes you lose faith in the dictionary, huh? XD
huh?
i love history it is interesting my dad was born in 1942 so he had ration books and was in scotland when the war ended. i like wartime history esp. WW1 and WW2
Murder of one’s ancestors.
ANCESTOR: ONE’S FAR OFF, DEAD RELATIVE.
Good luck murdering a dead relative. Welcome to the jungle, man. (My Axl Rose imitation is dead-on, as are my C3PO, David Byrne, and Mick Jagger numbers. Still, this is the Internet, so I’ll have to do it on our Muse conference.)
I hate US history because the teachers insist on explaining everything boring to us. Uh-oh, we’re approaching Godwin’s Law! Ach! The most simple parts we go over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and the more interesting ones aren’t even mentioned. Blech.
RANDOM CHEESE!!!
Hello.
Eat cheese and chicken every day or I will!!!
erm…i had a chicken tortellini!
And cheese pizza for lunch!
Wow go me! I feel totally special now.
I love tortellini!!!
By the way, my brother says it all the time to annoy me. He’s really weird.
YYYAAAAAAAAAYYY!!! someone actually answered me!! I feel special!!!
(does the I-feel-good-about-me-dance from February 2005)
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heehee….
If anyone was wondering what the HTMLs at the bottom of the page do, here they are in order.
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Okay, now how do I shut off the HTML?
ok that came out wrong, can anyone help me?
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can someone help me with the HTMLs PLEASE! I’m getting weird, as you can see.
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Bulletproofmarshmallow (#234),
What is it that you’re wondering regarding HTML?
I can’t figure out how to use them.
What do each of them do? And how do I switch them?
Randomness rocks the universe….Like “I Am the Walrus”!!!
“I think I’m a banana tree….Oh dear.”*
“Down in the dungeons just peaches and me.”*
“Oh dear! Anyway…”*
“One-thousend and one yellow daffodils begin to dance before you….Oh dear.”*
“Beezlebub has a devil put aside for me, for meee, for MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!”*
“GOOGOOGJOOB, my dears!!”**
“No your not!”***
“The bus….It’s ten miles North on the Drewsbury road….And their having a LUVLY TIME!”****
“MIMIMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!”*****
(Apologies to…):
*Freddie Mercury and the rest of the Queen group
**An INTERESTING combination of Freddie and John Lennon
***Little Nicola
****One of the Magicians who live high in the sky and want to take you on a Magical Mystery Tour!! Are you ready to go? Splendid!
*****Me buddy in “a frenzy of randomness” (same time she screamed “POOSH! Ugly old dude! Yeah, old ugly person! I love you!! Noo…Must…Hold…Back…” about Sir James Paul McCartney.)
Oh dear.
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SPRING BREAK!!!!!!!! YEAH
Wow, this is an old thread. Since Jan 1, and still only 241 comments.
Mouse
Cheese
Both are yummy.
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gosh. this thread is dead.