Wednesday, June 1, 2005

Dare to be Stupid J: (on the couch) G: Artukei? J: Huh? G: What kinda name is “Artukei”? J: It’s actually an acronym for… G: Is that like Artoo-deetoo’s cousin, or something? J: It’s my name and I like it. That’s why I chose it. G: Zinglebert-Bembledack! J: Nya? G: Winglebert-Humptyback! J: Um… G: Slut van Wallah! J: What? G: Alright. Cringybun-Fisklebars. J: What are you doing? G: Your new name. J: I don’t want one. G: *heavy sigh* (suddenly serious) What’s happened to you? J: Huh? G: What happened to that kid I always goofed around with and shared jokes with? You’ve become the one thing I feared and yet always knew that you’d become. An adult! A stuffy, humorless, tightwad of an adult! J: I am not a tightwad! And I still know how to have fun! G: Then how come you never play along with me? J: Well… wait. Is that what this is all about? G: (nods) J: …… Yingybert-Danglebans! G: Vinglebert-Weembledank! J: Steevybuns-Butrutchundrun! G: Englebert-Humperdink! J: Tingle…. wait, what was that last one? -- later J and G: (leaning over the couch and wearing blue shirts) G: What are they doing? J: (looking through binoculars) What? G: I said, ‘what are they doing now?’ J: *groan* Gah, I am getting so sick of answering that question! G: Hey, you’re the one with the rifle! I can’t see squat! So don’t yell at me, cause I’m just not gonna stand here and play with my…! J: Alight, look! They’re just standing there and talking. OK? That’s all they’re doing. That’s all they ever do is just stand there and talk. That’s what they were doing last week. That’s what they were doing when you asked me five minutes ago. So five minutes from now when you ask me ‘what are they doing?’, my answer’s gonna be, ‘they’re still just talkin’ and they’re still just standin’ there!’ G: …… What do you think they’re talking about? J: You know what? I hate you. -- even later J and G: (singing) “Gonna make a break and take a fake I’d like a stinkin, achin shake I like vanilla, Its the finest of the flavors Gotta see the show, Cause then you’ll know The Vertigo is gonna grow Cause it’s so dangerous, You’ll have to sign a waiver” -- even later J and G: (singing) “I’m driving down Highway 40 in my big old pickup truck.” G: Like fishies! “Blime blivin blown blighblay blorby blin bly blib blold bigup blug.” J: Like monsters! “ARRARAR RAAR RAR RAR ARRRAAAAAAHH!!!!” G: Like Cathrine Hephburn! J: What? -- much later J and G: (dancing around and singing in thick Scotish accents) G: “I lost his armpit on the soup of Barbi Barbi bum!” J: “For I’m a tech of internet. Two dudes. Is ‘Friends’ still on?” G: “But what if met m’kay a chained up thing is all that’s stuck?” J: “And if Zippy drives my CD-ROM. Don’t talk to my old grey foot. Ach!” Both: “French erotic film An old blue Scot called Dill A windy shaky driver Doesn’t look like they’ll revive her Oh ho! La la la la la! La la la la la!” A: (walks in) ????? J: Oh ho! La la la la… 0_0 ! -_- *ahem* G: Huh? A: …… I’ll just… leave you two alone for a while. (walks away) J: (looks at Gummy) G: (looks at Justin) J: …… Oh ho! Both: “La la la la la! La la la la la!

WTF?


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