Obviously the Lady Macbeth doth be Macbeth in a wig, I protest thy notion and present a reasoned dance and sermon explaining the importance of being yourself.
ok that made me think of the time I was 8ored in Star8ucks and writing a letter to my friend and I put in this little paragraph story a8out the 8oring People.
All I remem8er of it is that the 8oring Hus8and's 8or jo8 may or may not have actually involved 8oring (like he worked on an oil rig or something I dunno this was years ago) and they had 8oring sex that was defin8ly a pun on the word "8oring" and they ended up having a 8oring 8a8y.
And that I couldn't send her the sequel which involved cats and grievous forehead injury or whatever it was 8ecause it was actually -interesting- and I could only write 8oring things.
I didn't actually think Theater kids were really that superstitious?
To be fair only like three people actually took it seriously but the rest of them were just irritated because it was disrespectful. Which made me feel really bad because I was the one who wrote it. Shhhhh nobody tell.
and you guys get THE INTERESTING SEQUEL which is actually still 8oring. Ahem.
Now, not far from the 8oring People, there was a cat. This cat was fairly ordinary-looking, and whether it was a stray or 8elonged to the neigh8ors is irrelevant to this story. At the time the story takes place, this cat was sitting on a ledge.
Then, some random passer8y, who'd pro8a8ly 8ecome relevant l8r if this was an actual story and not something Vriska is making up off the top of her head, happened to walk under the ledge.
The cat, 8eing a mischievous cat, jumped on the passer8y's head! Oh no! Claws out, and a kitty gash across the forehead!
The passer8y disentangled the cat, shifted their hair to cover the GRIEVOUS FOREHEAD INJURY wrought 8y the kittyclaws, and continued down the road.
Comments
how awkward
Sad to say
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
^^^ are you really sad about that tho
that sucks
i could be mistaken
because i am from a kingdom, i suppose
And of course Princess Avenue wouldn't like the Q word.
Seriously, could Avenue be any more Estonian?
explain
I graduated to grown-up games like "speed down the road and evade all the cops"
I played Uno for my last year in the highest school and had a great time.
waking up to say, 'i'm bored!'
Or was that movies?
Miko probably did warm my heart a few degrees, though.
/pisses off a bunch of theater people
All I remem8er of it is that the 8oring Hus8and's 8or jo8 may or may not have actually involved 8oring (like he worked on an oil rig or something I dunno this was years ago) and they had 8oring sex that was defin8ly a pun on the word "8oring" and they ended up having a 8oring 8a8y.
And that I couldn't send her the sequel which involved cats and grievous forehead injury or whatever it was 8ecause it was actually -interesting- and I could only write 8oring things.
:D
Now, not far from the 8oring People, there was a cat. This cat was fairly ordinary-looking, and whether it was a stray or 8elonged to the neigh8ors is irrelevant to this story. At the time the story takes place, this cat was sitting on a ledge.
Then, some random passer8y, who'd pro8a8ly 8ecome relevant l8r if this was an actual story and not something Vriska is making up off the top of her head, happened to walk under the ledge.
The cat, 8eing a mischievous cat, jumped on the passer8y's head! Oh no! Claws out, and a kitty gash across the forehead!
The passer8y disentangled the cat, shifted their hair to cover the GRIEVOUS FOREHEAD INJURY wrought 8y the kittyclaws, and continued down the road.
THE END.