V: shooby doo wop sha bop
Q: wtf?
V: u better shape up...cuz I neeed a ...laaaance....
Q: and I need... NICK!
V: hermish....nicky bum
Q: hee hee
V: I want a noodle
Q: what kind?
V: I only have macaronie, I want a spagetthi noodle
V: JUICE JUICE JUICE
V: *marches around the room chanting*
Q: *sits on bed watching with mild interest*
V: *gets in your face* MUST HAVE JUICE! do u understand?
Q: *backs up and falls off bed* eep
V: do u have the juice?
V: where *voice rises* IS the juice?
Q: *looks around confused* uh... over there? *points cautiously*
V: NOOO, that's the MILK *flicks u in the head* doom aaaaaaaass
Q: *flinches in pain* eep... well, fine... if you're going to be like that...
V: ....*grunts* must find the juice
Q: I won't tell you were the Juice OR lance is *smug grin*
V: hmmmffffffff
V: fine then*climbs on top of you tv and um....finds your fav nick poster* ...I'll just be taking THIS *snatches poster* as my hostage! AH HAH
Q: *shrugs and puts up one of her many duplicates of it*
V: herm!!!!!!
V: don't say it
V: fine then *looks around in an attempt to find something clever to steal* um.....What about this howie poster? *poster flops down* ok...nevermind
V: FINE THEN, the juice will be found through other sources
Q: *raises a tired eyebrow* really now?
V: yep
Q: tell me more...
V: about the juice?
Q: about your... "plans"
V: my plans huh?
Q: yup
V: well, if I told you my plans....then what's the point of making them?
Q: *shrug*
Q: dude...
V: DOOOD!
Q: did you get the HTML for our banner that nay made?
V: if I was that cow...I would just dance away
V: not yet
Q: because April has it up... but it don't link
V: URGEN SHMERGEN
V: "http://popstarsinc.cjb.net">RoMaNtiC cHiCk V: DAMNEEEEEEEEEEEET@
Q: lol
V: aol.com
V: DAMNEEEEEEEEEEET@aol.com
Q: ok
Q: whatcha doin?
V: talkin to liz
Q: koppa?
V: yeppers
V: I still wawnt that juice *glare*
V: wawnt
Q: what kind of juice is it?
V: ISLAND GUAAAAAAAAAAAVAAAAAAAAAH!
Q: wow, lol
V: it's SOO yummi
Q: I should really get sleep... but I can't...
V: but it is also SO downstairs, and therefore SO far away
Q: lol
V: aw...sleep little Q
V: wait wouldn't that be ....
V: q
Q: I can't...
V: why?
Q: because of my "problems"
V: uh oh
Q: wha?
Q: *randomly dances around*
V: the demons?
V: *does a jig*
Q: maaaaaaybe *grins*
Q: maybe not
Q: poopy
V: *sings an irish folksong*
Q: poopy squat
V: squat?
V: hmmm *evil grin* that could be funny
V: ew, I just realized that sounds wrong
V: but anyways
V: back to my irish folk song
Q: what? where did that come from?
Q: you know what... we're saving this convo..
V: "once I was awalking down the street and I saw a leprachon...."
Q: 'cause it's DAMN funny... *screams out damn in a high screechy voice*
V: this is my irish folk song....help me make the lyrics
V: DAYUM FUNNY!
Q: DAAAAAMN!
Q: eeep
V: eeep eeep eeeep
V: JC- "aren't we kinky today!"
V: everytime I mess up that's what it says
Q: *clucks like a chicken and Nick gives her a hungry look*
V: ew
Q: ew ew ew
V: ...I thought u were a cow
Q: Nick wants to eat me!
Q: *i really bad scottish accent* 'cause I look like a baybe
Q: *wierd smile*
Q: GET IN HIS BELLY!
Q: *randomly runs off flailing arms and shouting odd comments*
V: *puts on a policemans hat and grabs one of those sticks they use to hit people with...yeah* break it up you guys ! cmon now
Q: OMG!
Q: the lap top almost fell off my lap...
Q: so I quickly grabbed it...
V: *blows whistle* ok folks nothing to see here...nothing to see*
Q: and snorted
V: SNORTED!
Q: yes *sighs and hangs head*
V: hmmmmmmmmffffffffff
V: must sleep now though, but know I love ya
V: you*
Q: noo you can't... just a little longer!
V: somewhere in there
Q: just hang on...
V: okee doke
V: only a lil
Q: do it for the little people *points to Chris, Howie, and Brian* look at them...
Q: they need you! *Chris bites Brian*
V: so...*suddenly a phsyciatry chair and a notebook fly into the room* what's going on it your life?
V: mmhhhmm *doodles in her notebook* yes, right, uh huh
Q: *brian starts beating Chris with his bible, Howie sits there winking, while Q looks on and sobs* I can't deal with them! look at them!
Q: *Brian continues to beat Chris* *howie winks*
Q: *sob*
V: *continues doodling* hmmm, I think these emotional problems are because of a poor relationship with your father...yea (u know how that's ALWAYS their answer....the father thign)
V: *shows you her doodle of lance* ain't he cute?
V: *gushes over her doodle* Yes lance, I WILL marry you *starts making out with doodle*
V: um...no you didn't see that
V: talking to myself is fun too
Q: *eyes the doodle warily* *Chris steals it and begins to visciously gnaw on it* *Brian prays* *Howie winks* *Busta has somehow wandered on in and is raising his leg to the potted fake fern in the corner*
V: damnit, that's MY lance...*snatches it from chris*
V: MINE
Q: *Q watches as Busta barks and her eyes widen in fear* Uh oh.......
V: *ets childish and possesive* MIIIIIIIIIIIIINE!!! MINE MINE MINE!
Q: *distant thundering is heard*
V: yo busta back off man! *busta starts humping V's leg* DAMNIT
Q: *soon the door is knocked down and Nick's herd of pugs has come barreling in*
V: my new pants too....whatta shame
Q: *they all begin to cheerily pee on the rug and different objects around the room*
V: oh shit *V and Q's eyes widen with fear*
Q: *Q tries to run for her life but is hit by a stray Bible being chucked by Brian in his defense from the pugs*
V: ok, I made this phsyciatry set *slams hand on the table* godamnit...it's MINE! get them damn pugs outta here
V: *snatches the bibles from brian and wiggles finger at him* ah ah ah, no more bibles for you...if you're just going to be throwing them around!
Q: *Q twitches unconscious on the floor* *two pugs have already pee'd on her and two more were currently in the proess*
V: *pushes the pug off Q* u ok butteR?
Q: *twitch*
V: BUTTER *slaps you in the face*
Q: *Nick comes bounding in happily munching on a twinkie* HEY GUYS WHAT'S UP?
Q: *notices all his pugs* what are you doing here?
Q: Go home!
Q: *the pugs immediately leave*
V: *gets up in nick's face* is THIS *points at pee and dicreppid people on the floor* YOUR *points at nick* fault?
V: !!
Q: *Q is finally visible on the once pug covered floor*
Q: *Nick sniffs and nods*
V: look at what you've done to Q...LOOOK!
Q: *Q twithces*
V: it's kinda like sleeping beauty nick, u gotta kiss her to wake her up get it? *nick nods head*
Q: *Nick leans down and kisses Q awkwardly (kinda like a little boy and his first kiss)*
V: omg, that was cute *points and giggles*
Q: *Q opens eyes and see's Nick looking at her with twinkie frosting on his mouth*
Q: *Q mumbles something and gets up with only a little help from Nick*
Q: I smell... and am covered with... pug pee
V: soo, NICK I expect you'll be cleaning up all of THIS now *hands nick a mop and some disifectant*
V: GET TO WORK...!
Q: *Nick whines* I dun waaaaaaaannnaaaaa!
V: *grabs nick by the ear* now listen here young man...
Q: *throws down the stuff and crosses his arms in front of him in a pout*
V: you MADE this mess....and YOU will clean it up
Q: *Nick looks at her with puppy eyes*
Q: *Q watches on amused*
V: damnit man....DAMN IT...stop with the puppy dog eyes * tries to sheild her own eyes*
Q: *Nick makes them bigger* no?
V: *hands mop to Q* you do it
Q: What what what
Q: ?!
Q: I don't think so...
V: GET TO WORK!
Q: *shoves it back to V* this ain't my office...
Q: *quickly runs out*
V: *now both nick and V are yelling at Q to get to work* cmon now
V: damnit
Q: *Nick on her heeels*
Q: *Brian, Howie and Chris flee too*
V: she got away *looks at nick* ok, *careful to avoid the puppy dog eyes* NOW you HAVE to do it...*shoves mop at nick and runs off*
V: damnit
Q: *mop clatters to the floor*
V: U ALL SUCK *screams down the hall they ran off down*
Q: *a quiet, distant, "no we don't," can be heard*
V: *starts cleaning the peutrid pug piss singing a cinderella song*
Q: The End
V: lol
V: true true
V: well, now it's time to sleep, fer sure |
