Post by A Manda On The Moon on Aug 7, 2006 23:08:53 GMT -5
I made this up when i was bored.
[glow=red,2,300]THE PILLOW FIGHT[/glow]
Written by: spaz/Amanda
Ville: *calls hospital* Hello my friend has just been attacked by a non-synthetic pillow and hes allergic.
Lady: ummm….ok…well be there right away. Just keep him away from any more pillows that might be made of down.
Ville: ok will do. *hangs up* Hey linde you wanna go have a pillow fight? We can go to NON-Synthetic Beds Are Us im absolutely sure they wont have any beds or pillows made of down…*crosses fingers behind back*
Linde: ummm……OK! *happy face*
Ville: YAY *happy face*
AT STORE
Ville: hahahaha feel the wrath of the pillow that I named DEATH!
*hits linde in face*
Linde: OW! *has an allergic reaction*
Hey I thought you said there weren’t gonna be any non-synthetic pillows here.
Ville: I didn’t know…
Linde: well call the hospital.
Ville: why your face looks pretty when its all purple like that. See *hands mirror*
Linde: *death glare*
Mige: OMG a mirror give me I wanna see how pretty I am! *takes mirror*
Ville: hey mige give me that I wanna see how pretty I am!
Mige: no its my turn
Ville: honey this mirror isn’t big enough for the two of us so give it here. *takes mirror*
OOO Im even prettier today than I was yesterday!
Mige: *crys*
Ville: whats wrong mige.
Mige: ill never be as pretty as you ville. *sobs*
Ville: don’t worry I’ll help you get pretty.
Mige: you mean it?
Ville: of course I do Anything for my little migeums.
Mige: yay *hugs ville*
Ville: *hugs back*
Kiera: *from out of nowhere: HUGS*
Linde: Hello im dieing over here does anyone want to call the hospital now?
Ville and Mige: NO!
Ville: JK JK ok… Mige tell Gas to call the hospital.
Mige: OK! *tells gas*
Gas: Hello Pizza with toppings. I’d like to order an extra large pizza with extra cheese and some soda and some beer and some cigarettes for ville and some garlic bread.
Oh and do you have any mustard?
Rake: *from nowhere* NO MUSTARD woo dee woo woo! *attacks Gas*
Gas: OK OK NO MUSTARD NO MUSTARD!
Rake: thought so woo dee woo woo
Gas: ok how bout some ketchup then?
Spaz: *from nowhere* KETCHUP! KETCHUP FOR ME?! YES KETCHUP FOR ME EXTRA KETCHUP FOR ME PLEASE!*
Gas: o0oo..kay then….extra ketchup…DON’T HURT ME! *covers head with arms*
Spaz: SQUEE!
Gas: um… you wouldn’t happen to have the number for the psychiatric hospital would you?
Guy with Italian accent: yeah we do. Don’t worry that happens to us all the time.
Gas: ok thanx. Anyway that’s it. You can deliver that to the bed store in the mall or the hospital. We don’t know where were gonna be yet. Ok bye.
*calls psychiatric hospital*
Ummm…. I have this girl here and shes running around like crazy and she keeps ‘squee’ ing and she seems to like A LOT of ketchup.
Lady: OMG you found her! We’ve been looking for her all day. You see all day she sits in her straight jacket in her little white room and sings ‘Bouncing Off The Walls’ while actually doing it… she must have escaped earlier…---
Gas: um no offence lady but could you please get her out of here.
Lady: no problem we’ll be right there.
Gas: wait don’t you need to know where she is frist?
Lady: no don’t worry she has a tracking device on her.
Gas: wait then why could you find her before?
Lady: *mumbles* because we didn’t want to find her….
Gas: *hangs up*
Ville: did you call the hospital yet?
Gas: the psychiatric hospital, yes the hospital for linde…no…
But I did order a pizza and some soda OH and ville I got you some beer and cigarettes.
Ville: YAY lets party!
Linde: NO hello how many times do I have to tell you im dieing over here. You wanna call the hospital! NOW!
Ville: ok ok ok I’ll do it. Man you really know how to end a party don’t ya.
Burton: don’t worry ville I’ll do it.
*calls ‘keyboardz for you’*
Hello this is Burton from HIM and I’d like to order a new keyboard.
Guy with Japanese accent: yes yes and we ship it to you apartment yes.
Burton: yes that’s right. Ok bye.
*calls a hospital*
Hello is this the hospital for Mute people.
Linde: I HEARD THAT HANG UP THE PHONE!
Burton: sry… *hangs up*
Linde: OMG do I have to do everything myself?
Ville: that’s what I said.
Linde: shut up Ville
Ville: shutting up.
Linde: *calls hospital and explains what happened.
AT HOSPITAL
Doctor: ok we have good news and bad news…
The bad news is your face is going to look purple for about a week or so…
The good news is your not going to die.
Linde: great thanx.
I hope your happy now ville.
Ville: I am…. I mean I am NOT I am NOT…
Linde: evil death glare
AUTOGRAPH SIGNING.
Kid:Hey can I have a pic?
Ville: sure
*person takes a pic*
Kid: yes now I can show this to my friend kiera.
*walks away*
Mige: how come i wasnt in that pic? was i not pretty enough? *crys and runs away*
Linde: i still cant belive you did that to me *death glare and walks away*
Gas: and you made me never get my pizza...*walks away*
Burton: and uhh... i have no reason to be mad at you... so uhhh.... i'll just walk away now...bye...*walks away*
Ville: great...now im all by myself...oh god no...
Tre: *from nowhere* All by myself...*sings song*
Mike and Billie Joe: *from nowhere* Sorry...*drags Tre away*
THE END.
[glow=red,2,300]THE PILLOW FIGHT[/glow]
Written by: spaz/Amanda
Ville: *calls hospital* Hello my friend has just been attacked by a non-synthetic pillow and hes allergic.
Lady: ummm….ok…well be there right away. Just keep him away from any more pillows that might be made of down.
Ville: ok will do. *hangs up* Hey linde you wanna go have a pillow fight? We can go to NON-Synthetic Beds Are Us im absolutely sure they wont have any beds or pillows made of down…*crosses fingers behind back*
Linde: ummm……OK! *happy face*
Ville: YAY *happy face*
AT STORE
Ville: hahahaha feel the wrath of the pillow that I named DEATH!
*hits linde in face*
Linde: OW! *has an allergic reaction*
Hey I thought you said there weren’t gonna be any non-synthetic pillows here.
Ville: I didn’t know…
Linde: well call the hospital.
Ville: why your face looks pretty when its all purple like that. See *hands mirror*
Linde: *death glare*
Mige: OMG a mirror give me I wanna see how pretty I am! *takes mirror*
Ville: hey mige give me that I wanna see how pretty I am!
Mige: no its my turn
Ville: honey this mirror isn’t big enough for the two of us so give it here. *takes mirror*
OOO Im even prettier today than I was yesterday!
Mige: *crys*
Ville: whats wrong mige.
Mige: ill never be as pretty as you ville. *sobs*
Ville: don’t worry I’ll help you get pretty.
Mige: you mean it?
Ville: of course I do Anything for my little migeums.
Mige: yay *hugs ville*
Ville: *hugs back*
Kiera: *from out of nowhere: HUGS*
Linde: Hello im dieing over here does anyone want to call the hospital now?
Ville and Mige: NO!
Ville: JK JK ok… Mige tell Gas to call the hospital.
Mige: OK! *tells gas*
Gas: Hello Pizza with toppings. I’d like to order an extra large pizza with extra cheese and some soda and some beer and some cigarettes for ville and some garlic bread.
Oh and do you have any mustard?
Rake: *from nowhere* NO MUSTARD woo dee woo woo! *attacks Gas*
Gas: OK OK NO MUSTARD NO MUSTARD!
Rake: thought so woo dee woo woo
Gas: ok how bout some ketchup then?
Spaz: *from nowhere* KETCHUP! KETCHUP FOR ME?! YES KETCHUP FOR ME EXTRA KETCHUP FOR ME PLEASE!*
Gas: o0oo..kay then….extra ketchup…DON’T HURT ME! *covers head with arms*
Spaz: SQUEE!
Gas: um… you wouldn’t happen to have the number for the psychiatric hospital would you?
Guy with Italian accent: yeah we do. Don’t worry that happens to us all the time.
Gas: ok thanx. Anyway that’s it. You can deliver that to the bed store in the mall or the hospital. We don’t know where were gonna be yet. Ok bye.
*calls psychiatric hospital*
Ummm…. I have this girl here and shes running around like crazy and she keeps ‘squee’ ing and she seems to like A LOT of ketchup.
Lady: OMG you found her! We’ve been looking for her all day. You see all day she sits in her straight jacket in her little white room and sings ‘Bouncing Off The Walls’ while actually doing it… she must have escaped earlier…---
Gas: um no offence lady but could you please get her out of here.
Lady: no problem we’ll be right there.
Gas: wait don’t you need to know where she is frist?
Lady: no don’t worry she has a tracking device on her.
Gas: wait then why could you find her before?
Lady: *mumbles* because we didn’t want to find her….
Gas: *hangs up*
Ville: did you call the hospital yet?
Gas: the psychiatric hospital, yes the hospital for linde…no…
But I did order a pizza and some soda OH and ville I got you some beer and cigarettes.
Ville: YAY lets party!
Linde: NO hello how many times do I have to tell you im dieing over here. You wanna call the hospital! NOW!
Ville: ok ok ok I’ll do it. Man you really know how to end a party don’t ya.
Burton: don’t worry ville I’ll do it.
*calls ‘keyboardz for you’*
Hello this is Burton from HIM and I’d like to order a new keyboard.
Guy with Japanese accent: yes yes and we ship it to you apartment yes.
Burton: yes that’s right. Ok bye.
*calls a hospital*
Hello is this the hospital for Mute people.
Linde: I HEARD THAT HANG UP THE PHONE!
Burton: sry… *hangs up*
Linde: OMG do I have to do everything myself?
Ville: that’s what I said.
Linde: shut up Ville
Ville: shutting up.
Linde: *calls hospital and explains what happened.
AT HOSPITAL
Doctor: ok we have good news and bad news…
The bad news is your face is going to look purple for about a week or so…
The good news is your not going to die.
Linde: great thanx.
I hope your happy now ville.
Ville: I am…. I mean I am NOT I am NOT…
Linde: evil death glare
AUTOGRAPH SIGNING.
Kid:Hey can I have a pic?
Ville: sure
*person takes a pic*
Kid: yes now I can show this to my friend kiera.
*walks away*
Mige: how come i wasnt in that pic? was i not pretty enough? *crys and runs away*
Linde: i still cant belive you did that to me *death glare and walks away*
Gas: and you made me never get my pizza...*walks away*
Burton: and uhh... i have no reason to be mad at you... so uhhh.... i'll just walk away now...bye...*walks away*
Ville: great...now im all by myself...oh god no...
Tre: *from nowhere* All by myself...*sings song*
Mike and Billie Joe: *from nowhere* Sorry...*drags Tre away*
THE END.
