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Saturday, February 21, 2009
*Laugh Out Loud!!!!!!!*
David & Goliath tees. Comment if u likeeeeee! I hope u c this Blinda... ^_^
~Nerdette Ari (is still laughing hysterically)
4 comments:
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J'adore!! Is David and Goliath the name of the store? or website?? I NEED TO KNOW!!!
Sick t-shirt...I SHALL NOW GO AND ROB IT! MUA HA HA HA!
My Conscience: Amanda...stop...stop it.
Me: Stop what?
My Conscience: You know what.
Me: (utterly confused) No, I don't.
My Conscience: STOP DOING THAT!
Me: That?
My COnscience: THat surfboard?
Me: I own a surfboard?
My Con.: Huh?
Me: HONEY, I'M HOME!
Anonymous (If you do not know who this is--check out my comment reply on my blog when you asked me who the person with the red font was): Zeus is in the house!
My Con.: Not you, again.
Izzy (randomly appearing): NO! ANONYMOUS IS THE COLOR OF RED! RED THE IS THE COLOR OF ALL THINGS EVIL!
Me: --le gasp-- LIKE THAT RED PENCIL!?
Izzy: I'm afraid so.
Me: OH NO! IZZY--YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS!
My Con.: (Face paling) NO! PLEASE! ANYTHING BUT--
*Izzy and I suddenly disappear, and a TV show opening (that looks like the opening of the Powerpuff Girls) comes on*
These were the ingrediants chosen to make the perfect little girls.
But Professor Utonium--(In the Backround:
Me: LOL! Professor UTONIUM? That is the biggest dumb-ass, uncreative name I've ever heard! LMAO! I mean, seriously, It makes you think of URINE! Utonium...urine...see the similarities?
Izzy: Maybe a dog peed on him when he was born?
Me: Would that make him a fire hydrant?
Izzy: But then wouldn't he be (scared look on face)...RED?
Me: ...This is some freaky stuff going in...)
accidentally added an extra ingrediant to concoction: CHEMICAL X
Me: WHOA! STOP THE THEME SONG!
Creepy Narrator Guy (Let's call him 'Creeper'): WHAT NOW?!
Izzy: Chemical X? WTF--what happened to Chemical I?
Creeper: Why Chemical I? WHAT'S WRONG WITH X?
Izzy: I IS THE FIRST LETTER OF MY NAME!
Me: (looking at Creeper) She has a point you know.
Creeper: And why should I care?
Me: Because me and Izzy are the stars of the show...and we're the ones paying you to do this...SO DO IT RIGHT!
Creeper: *annoyed* Fine, whatever you say.
Izzy: Oh, and by the way, ORANGE, JUICE, AND YOGOS DON'T RHYME!
Creeper: Then what do you want me to do about it!?
Izzy: Well...it's supposed to be Sugar, spice, and everything nice.
Me: ...Well...would orange juice and yogos be considered 'everything nice'
Izzy: *pondering* yes...
Me: And we ARE made of sugar--how else do we get sugar high?
Izzy: (nodding her head) I see...I see...
Me: And spice...
Izzy: OH MY GOD--WAS THAT HOW THE SPICE GIRLS WERE CREATED?
Me: *shrugs* I dunno.
Izzy: If Professor Urine (Amanda snickers at this) can make chibified, super-powered girls who, for some weird reason, don't have hands (seriously...where are their hands...and how do they manage to pick up the telephone?) then, who's to say we can't make Spice Girls with SPICE.
Me: (Eyes widen) THE ANSWERS TO LIFE ARE SOLVED!
Izzy: WOOT!
Me: Wait! Before we try to create the Spice Girls (Although...they're already created...would this be considered cloning?) WE HAVE TO FINISH OUR THEME SONG!
My Con.: (Muttering, and cursing under breath while she hits head in frustration) KILL. ME. NOW. KILL. ME. NOW (Repeat 2x)
Me: Aww! Look! Even my conscience is in the high spirits!
Izzy: HOW CUTE!
*My conscience goes Emo*
Me: ...I'll help her later.
Izzy: Emos don't like T-squares do they?
Me: I don't know...they better not....Hey, Izzy?
Izzy: Yeah?
Me: What's the difference between Emu's and Emo's?
Izzy: Wanna find out?
Me: BUT WE STILL HAVEN'T COMPLETED OUR THEME SONG!
Izzy: OH SO TRUE! ...
...(awkward silence)
Me: (clearing throat)
Izzy: (coughing)
Creeper: (looking around) Oh...is that my cue?
Izzy and I: (slapping our hands to forehead)
Creeper: Oops...
Well...LET'S REDO THIS WHOLE THING!
Creeper: Sugar (Me: Like the kind that keep spazzes like me and Izzy insane)...Spice (Izzy: We're talking about SPICE GIRL spice!)...and everything nice (Me: *cough cough--Orange Juice, Yogos, all things bright and beautiful--cough cough*)
These were the ingrediants chosen to make the (pauses and thinks of a proper word that applies to the situation) ...Special(Or, as Amanda would say, 'Speial') Little Girls.
But Professor Utoni--I mean, Professor Urine accidently added an extra ingrediant to the concoction--CHEMICAL I. (Izzy: MUCH BETTER!)
*There's an explosion and Professor Urine is sent flying towards the walls and a bunch of glasses are broke (how the professor survives...we have yet to distinguish)*
Thus, The...
(Looks at Amanda and Izzy)
What do you guys want to call yourselves?
(Izzy and Amanda discuss names, then come to a conclusion)
Okay...so where was I?
Oh yeah.
THUS, THE ORANGE JUICE SPAZ SQUAD WERE BORN--AND USING THEIR ULTRA-SPAZTIC POWERS--AMANDA, IZZY, AND...(looks around) Um...we need a third person.
Izzy and I: *shrugging* HEY! I HAVE AN IDEA (evil glint in eye)
My COn.: Oh Frap.
Creeper: THUS, THE ORANGE JUICE SPAZ SQUAD WERE BORN, AND USING THEIR ULTRA-SPAZTIC POWERS--Amanda, Izzy, and Amanda's Conscience has dedicated their lives to fighting t-squares...and the forces of seat-belts!
*Then, this awesome music comes on, and it shows us fighting a bunch of t-squares, red objects, and seal belts (with very bloody graphics, may I add)*
Me: THAT WAS FREAKING AWESOME!
Izzy: AGREED!
Anonymous: TOUCHE!
Me: HEY! UNTIL YOU CHANGE YOUR FONT COLOR--YOU CAN'T SPEAK TO ME!
Anonymous: (sobs and has mental breakdown)
Me: GO! CHANGE YOUR FONT COLOR TO SOMETHING BESIDES RED!
Anonymous: If I don't make it back in 15 minutes...come after me, will you?
Me: (putting hand on his shoulder) I will.
Anonymous: *looks happy and confident* I'M OFF!
(He skips off into the sunset, a journey awaiting him)
Izzy: ...You're not going to go after him if he doesn't make it back--are you?
Me: Nope (pops the 'p')
Izzy: OH! LET'S MAKE THE ENDING THEME!
Me: YEY!
*In tune to the Powerpuff Girls Ending theme*
ORANGE JUICE! ORANGE JUICE!
Izzy: She's an imaginitive dreamer! Amanda: She loves OJ and is a fighter! Amanda's Conscience: She nags more than my mother! OJ Spazzes Save the day!
Chorus:
Fighting Crime Trying to Save the World They're never on time Orange Juice Spaz Girls!
(Repeat 1x)
Oh no--It's the evil, jabbing seatbelts! Oh frap, that dog is trying to pee on me! Dammit--Here comes the t-squares! Let's go kick their ass! (In this verse--there is no need for rhyming YEY!
Fighting crime Trying to save the world They're never on time OJ Spaz girls! (I know it's OJ Spaz Squad--but squad doesn't rhyme with world...so, you're going to have to deal with it for now, until we can make improvements!)
Fighting crime Trying to save the world They're never on time! OJ Spaz Girls!
(Awesome, techno music comes on)
...And they'll be fighting crime! Trying to save the world They're never on time! OJ Spazz Girls!
AMANDA- I think u just made me go into cardiac arrest! Mark me, I'm suing!
Holy SCHIST, that was bloody brilliant!!!!!!!!!! I HAVE 2 show Issy, but it's late so I have 2 show her 2mrrw, but I will! I promise!!!
I love it when ur conscience is like "KILL. ME. NOW" and is going emo and u go, Even my conscience is in good spirits! And the part with the seat-belts and T-squares and OJ and Yogos; OMGGGGGGG! The lyrics are god-*&@% amazing!!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE THEM!!! I love the whole thing; 2mrrw in class I'll read it again! XD Well, thanx 4 this WUNDERBAR comment!!! I'll c u in art 2mrrw!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
~Ari @_@ <-- This is me, dazed by the supreme amazingness
David & Goliath tees. Comment if u likeeeeee! I hope u c this Blinda... ^_^
4 comments:
J'adore!! Is David and Goliath the name of the store? or website?? I NEED TO KNOW!!!
Ze name of ze website. Davidandgoliathtees.com!!!!
J'adore le Threadless aussi.
~Bored in 5th period BCA,
ARI!!!
Sick t-shirt...I SHALL NOW GO AND ROB IT! MUA HA HA HA!
My Conscience: Amanda...stop...stop it.
Me: Stop what?
My Conscience: You know what.
Me: (utterly confused) No, I don't.
My Conscience: STOP DOING THAT!
Me: That?
My COnscience: THat surfboard?
Me: I own a surfboard?
My Con.: Huh?
Me: HONEY, I'M HOME!
Anonymous (If you do not know who this is--check out my comment reply on my blog when you asked me who the person with the red font was): Zeus is in the house!
My Con.: Not you, again.
Izzy (randomly appearing): NO! ANONYMOUS IS THE COLOR OF RED! RED THE IS THE COLOR OF ALL THINGS EVIL!
Me: --le gasp-- LIKE THAT RED PENCIL!?
Izzy: I'm afraid so.
Me: OH NO! IZZY--YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS!
My Con.: (Face paling) NO! PLEASE! ANYTHING BUT--
*Izzy and I suddenly disappear, and a TV show opening (that looks like the opening of the Powerpuff Girls) comes on*
Creepy Narator Voice: Orange...Juice...and Yogos...
These were the ingrediants chosen to make the perfect little girls.
But Professor Utonium--(In the Backround:
Me: LOL! Professor UTONIUM? That is the biggest dumb-ass, uncreative name I've ever heard! LMAO! I mean, seriously, It makes you think of URINE! Utonium...urine...see the similarities?
Izzy: Maybe a dog peed on him when he was born?
Me: Would that make him a fire hydrant?
Izzy: But then wouldn't he be (scared look on face)...RED?
Me: ...This is some freaky stuff going in...)
accidentally added an extra ingrediant to concoction: CHEMICAL X
Me: WHOA! STOP THE THEME SONG!
Creepy Narrator Guy (Let's call him 'Creeper'): WHAT NOW?!
Izzy: Chemical X? WTF--what happened to Chemical I?
Creeper: Why Chemical I? WHAT'S WRONG WITH X?
Izzy: I IS THE FIRST LETTER OF MY NAME!
Me: (looking at Creeper) She has a point you know.
Creeper: And why should I care?
Me: Because me and Izzy are the stars of the show...and we're the ones paying you to do this...SO DO IT RIGHT!
Creeper: *annoyed* Fine, whatever you say.
Izzy: Oh, and by the way, ORANGE, JUICE, AND YOGOS DON'T RHYME!
Creeper: Then what do you want me to do about it!?
Izzy: Well...it's supposed to be Sugar, spice, and everything nice.
Me: ...Well...would orange juice and yogos be considered 'everything nice'
Izzy: *pondering* yes...
Me: And we ARE made of sugar--how else do we get sugar high?
Izzy: (nodding her head) I see...I see...
Me: And spice...
Izzy: OH MY GOD--WAS THAT HOW THE SPICE GIRLS WERE CREATED?
Me: *shrugs* I dunno.
Izzy: If Professor Urine (Amanda snickers at this) can make chibified, super-powered girls who, for some weird reason, don't have hands (seriously...where are their hands...and how do they manage to pick up the telephone?) then, who's to say we can't make Spice Girls with SPICE.
Me: (Eyes widen) THE ANSWERS TO LIFE ARE SOLVED!
Izzy: WOOT!
Me: Wait! Before we try to create the Spice Girls (Although...they're already created...would this be considered cloning?) WE HAVE TO FINISH OUR THEME SONG!
My Con.: (Muttering, and cursing under breath while she hits head in frustration) KILL. ME. NOW. KILL. ME. NOW (Repeat 2x)
Me: Aww! Look! Even my conscience is in the high spirits!
Izzy: HOW CUTE!
*My conscience goes Emo*
Me: ...I'll help her later.
Izzy: Emos don't like T-squares do they?
Me: I don't know...they better not....Hey, Izzy?
Izzy: Yeah?
Me: What's the difference between Emu's and Emo's?
Izzy: Wanna find out?
Me: BUT WE STILL HAVEN'T COMPLETED OUR THEME SONG!
Izzy: OH SO TRUE! ...
...(awkward silence)
Me: (clearing throat)
Izzy: (coughing)
Creeper: (looking around) Oh...is that my cue?
Izzy and I: (slapping our hands to forehead)
Creeper: Oops...
Well...LET'S REDO THIS WHOLE THING!
Creeper: Sugar (Me: Like the kind that keep spazzes like me and Izzy insane)...Spice (Izzy: We're talking about SPICE GIRL spice!)...and everything nice (Me: *cough cough--Orange Juice, Yogos, all things bright and beautiful--cough cough*)
These were the ingrediants chosen to make the (pauses and thinks of a proper word that applies to the situation) ...Special(Or, as Amanda would say, 'Speial') Little Girls.
But Professor Utoni--I mean, Professor Urine accidently added an extra ingrediant to the concoction--CHEMICAL I. (Izzy: MUCH BETTER!)
*There's an explosion and Professor Urine is sent flying towards the walls and a bunch of glasses are broke (how the professor survives...we have yet to distinguish)*
Thus, The...
(Looks at Amanda and Izzy)
What do you guys want to call yourselves?
(Izzy and Amanda discuss names, then come to a conclusion)
Okay...so where was I?
Oh yeah.
THUS, THE ORANGE JUICE SPAZ SQUAD WERE BORN--AND USING THEIR ULTRA-SPAZTIC POWERS--AMANDA, IZZY, AND...(looks around) Um...we need a third person.
Izzy and I: *shrugging* HEY! I HAVE AN IDEA (evil glint in eye)
My COn.: Oh Frap.
Creeper: THUS, THE ORANGE JUICE SPAZ SQUAD WERE BORN, AND USING THEIR ULTRA-SPAZTIC POWERS--Amanda, Izzy, and Amanda's Conscience has dedicated their lives to fighting t-squares...and the forces of seat-belts!
*Then, this awesome music comes on, and it shows us fighting a bunch of t-squares, red objects, and seal belts (with very bloody graphics, may I add)*
Me: THAT WAS FREAKING AWESOME!
Izzy: AGREED!
Anonymous: TOUCHE!
Me: HEY! UNTIL YOU CHANGE YOUR FONT COLOR--YOU CAN'T SPEAK TO ME!
Anonymous: (sobs and has mental breakdown)
Me: GO! CHANGE YOUR FONT COLOR TO SOMETHING BESIDES RED!
Anonymous: If I don't make it back in 15 minutes...come after me, will you?
Me: (putting hand on his shoulder) I will.
Anonymous: *looks happy and confident* I'M OFF!
(He skips off into the sunset, a journey awaiting him)
Izzy: ...You're not going to go after him if he doesn't make it back--are you?
Me: Nope (pops the 'p')
Izzy: OH! LET'S MAKE THE ENDING THEME!
Me: YEY!
*In tune to the Powerpuff Girls Ending theme*
ORANGE JUICE!
ORANGE JUICE!
Izzy: She's an imaginitive dreamer!
Amanda: She loves OJ and is a fighter!
Amanda's Conscience: She nags more than my mother!
OJ Spazzes Save the day!
Chorus:
Fighting Crime
Trying to Save the World
They're never on time
Orange Juice Spaz Girls!
(Repeat 1x)
Oh no--It's the evil, jabbing seatbelts!
Oh frap, that dog is trying to pee on me!
Dammit--Here comes the t-squares!
Let's go kick their ass! (In this verse--there is no need for rhyming YEY!
Fighting crime
Trying to save the world
They're never on time
OJ Spaz girls! (I know it's OJ Spaz Squad--but squad doesn't rhyme with world...so, you're going to have to deal with it for now, until we can make improvements!)
Fighting crime
Trying to save the world
They're never on time!
OJ Spaz Girls!
(Awesome, techno music comes on)
...And they'll be fighting crime!
Trying to save the world
They're never on time!
OJ Spazz Girls!
ORANGE JUICE!
(And, that concludes our opening credits. YEY!)
To listen to the tune...go here...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AL-ygwzAm3c&feature=related
*Choking-spazzing-hffgh,hffghth noises*
AMANDA-
I think u just made me go into cardiac arrest! Mark me, I'm suing!
Holy SCHIST, that was bloody brilliant!!!!!!!!!! I HAVE 2 show Issy, but it's late so I have 2 show her 2mrrw, but I will! I promise!!!
I love it when ur conscience is like "KILL. ME. NOW" and is going emo and u go, Even my conscience is in good spirits! And the part with the seat-belts and T-squares and OJ and Yogos; OMGGGGGGG! The lyrics are god-*&@% amazing!!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE THEM!!! I love the whole thing; 2mrrw in class I'll read it again! XD Well, thanx 4 this WUNDERBAR comment!!! I'll c u in art 2mrrw!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
~Ari @_@ <-- This is me, dazed by the supreme amazingness
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