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Post by callipygias on Nov 26, 2008 15:39:19 GMT -5
Concerned, Sacky shuffled through her MedicAlert bracelets, "Boy, the Pox section sure is thick," he said, trying to keep himself from looking at her funsies.
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Post by solgroupie on Nov 26, 2008 16:17:51 GMT -5
this is what baggy saw when she opened the front door.
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Post by Captain Hygiene on Nov 26, 2008 17:11:55 GMT -5
Yep, this is what she saw alright. The description of what she saw is forthcoming, and it was quite a sight. Any minute now, you'll be reading what she saw, and you'll think along with her, "Wow, that really is a sight!".
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Post by callipygias on Nov 26, 2008 17:29:00 GMT -5
"WHAT AM I SEEING???" shrieked Baggy.
"Nothing," said poor Sacky, "I was just shuffling alphabetically through this nice lady's Medical history and avoiding her specials when you came in!" Sacky thought that had been pretty clear.
Baggy saw Sacky's worry as they heard the phone ring, so she raced him to it, "Hello," she squeaked in her Sackiest voice, "Sacky the Lunch Sack o' Fun here!"
"Hey pally, I got your message," said a suave voice that reminded Baggy of magnificent Spanish discoteques and hair oil, "So you got yourself a live-in lady and need a little advice from the Phantom Love Doctor, is that it? Well, pal, the doctor - is - in!"
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Post by Captain Hygiene on Nov 26, 2008 17:54:48 GMT -5
She melted then and there.
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Post by solgroupie on Nov 26, 2008 21:55:12 GMT -5
to add to the confusion, solgroupie's night terrors kicked in a little early.
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Post by Captain Hygiene on Nov 27, 2008 10:15:08 GMT -5
Fortunately, she was wearing plastic underneath, so she didn't soil anything.
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Post by solgroupie on Nov 27, 2008 22:30:21 GMT -5
but somehow, sacky rose to the occasion and managed to get everything ready for his thanksgiving dinner party. he hauled solgroupie to the guest room, dropped her on a pile of old shirts and hoped for the best. then he raced to the kitchen and with baggy's help, whipped up an amazing thanksgiving dinner. the guests begin to arrive just after sacky set the table. "hiya, sacky!" catchy the baseball player said. "happy thanksgiving, sacky!" cubey said. "he's dripping all over the carpet," baggy complained. "that's okay," sacky said. "he's our guest!" "are you sure?" aunt fannypack asked. "because cubey and drippy together might make for some soggy taters!" everyone laughed. "hey, where IS drippy?" sacky wondered. "here i am!" "hey! put the brakes on, drippy!" sacky scolded. "at least wait until we sit down!" everyone laughed. sacky's laughter stopped as flamey entered the house. "uh...h-h-hi, flamey," he said hesitantly. "i hope we can be friends from now on." "sure, pal," flamey said. "just don't sit me next to drippy or cubey." everyone laughed. "no worries," said sucky,"i'll take care of any messes today!" everyone laughed. the others trailed in, taking off coats, bringing dishes and good cheer. phantom d. engineer, though a ghost now, was still flirting with every woman in sight. "where's your lady friend you called about?" he whispered to sacky conspiratorially. sacky thought of solgroupie. "uh, she's not feeling so well," he squeaked. "heh heh heh," phantom d. engineer's ghost chuckled. "good show, old man!" sacky steered him away from baggy and had him sit next to clutchy. everyone took their seats and after giving thanks, they began to eat, drink and be merry. their festive dinner was a harsh contrast to the cold windy night outside. holding a pretty pink souffle, captain hygiene knocked on the door. "who could that be?" sacky asked. "everyone i know is here, right?" "no one's home!" dr. corpse hanging in the closet shouted drunkenly. everyone laughed. but not everyone was laughing. splat! went captain hygiene's pretty pink souffle as he threw it against sacky's house. he wrote several obscenities in the frosting on the window and began to stomp homeward, muttering "poop" to himself over and over. he'd get his revenge! the revelry continued until solgroupie staggered in. "i think i'm gonna hurl," she moaned.
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Post by Captain Hygiene on Nov 27, 2008 22:35:09 GMT -5
As soon as she was safely in the room, she suddenly reached up and ripped off her face. Discarding the latex mask, Captain Hygiene chuckled maniacally and twiddled his mustache.
"It was me all along, you fools! You thought you'd keep me from your party, did you? Well, think again!"
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Post by solgroupie on Nov 28, 2008 14:57:35 GMT -5
"wait a minute!" sacky cried. he ran up and ripped captain hygiene's face off, revealing solgroupie after all. "hic! happy halloween everybody!" she slurred.
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Post by Captain Hygiene on Dec 12, 2008 18:09:30 GMT -5
Suddenly, a shot rang out!
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Post by Captain Hygiene on Dec 14, 2008 12:56:30 GMT -5
The narrator had been assassinated!
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Post by jkazoolien on Mar 28, 2009 19:39:10 GMT -5
Detective Frank Incense, with his trusty bloodhound Goldie, looked over the forensics report they revieved from Myrrhy the Coroner. Who assassinated the narrator, and what was their motivation? The entrance wound of the shot seemed to indicate that the bullet had actually come from the apartment downstairs, but no bullet holes could be found in the floor. But that was impossible...or was it?
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Post by dph on Apr 8, 2009 10:23:09 GMT -5
Suddenly Cubey realized that the floor was made of self repairing Jello.
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Post by Captain Hygiene on Apr 8, 2009 11:49:49 GMT -5
Not only that, but it was made of that Jello stuff that had pineapples and cottage cheese as well.
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