Here I was. In an ugly, simple bed with ugly, simple sheets. All white - by kami, why such whiteness? It looked like something you'd be seeing in a mental house, that's what, and I didn't like it one tiny bit.
But whatever, at least I was comfortable.. NO I WASN'T!!!! AHHHHHHHH!!!!! Okay, wait for it... now I'm comfortable again...
I heard a knock on the door - stupid knocker - had to knock so hard.. giving me a migraine..
"Come in!" I shot. I looked up and saw the familiar face of my husband.
"Oh no! Get away! Don't make fun of me!" I objected as he walked up with a stupid smirk on his face.
"I hope it's not as ugly as you," he sneered, studying my visage.
"Oh shut up, I knew you were going to say something like that!" I raved.
AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!
"AHHHHHHHHH!!!!" I shouted. "OOOOWWWW!!!"
"Don't get so worked up," my husband grumbled, rolling his eyes. "Do you need a paper bag to breath in or something?"
"GOOOOO AWAAYYYYYYYY!!!!!" I screamed, cursing and hitting the ugly 'mental' bed with my fists.
My husband turned to leave, but I screamed at him to stay.
"WHAT?!" He cried, "First you want me to leave, then stay.. and then you say-"
"JUST SHUT UP AND SIT DOWN!" I interrupted.
Calm... calm.... calm.....
"Phew... I'm just AHHHHHHHH RIGHT NOW!!!! DON'T MIND ME!!!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.
His eyes went wide as he rushed to the side of the bed, and I grabbed for his shirt collar, yanking him around and ranting about peaches and fudge, and how stupid he was for going away for a month, and everything as he choked and spluttered, gasping at me to let go.
"ARGH!" I bellowed, letting go of my husband finally.
"WAH," it said.
So I named him Trunks.
Whoa, is there something wrong with me? Why am I writing spams all of a sudden? Teehee - you gotta admit that one was funny.... I thought so at least.. heheh. Toldja you have to read it all to find out what it's about. ^_*
But whatever, at least I was comfortable.. NO I WASN'T!!!! AHHHHHHHH!!!!! Okay, wait for it... now I'm comfortable again...
I heard a knock on the door - stupid knocker - had to knock so hard.. giving me a migraine..
"Come in!" I shot. I looked up and saw the familiar face of my husband.
"Oh no! Get away! Don't make fun of me!" I objected as he walked up with a stupid smirk on his face.
"I hope it's not as ugly as you," he sneered, studying my visage.
"Oh shut up, I knew you were going to say something like that!" I raved.
AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!
"AHHHHHHHHH!!!!" I shouted. "OOOOWWWW!!!"
"Don't get so worked up," my husband grumbled, rolling his eyes. "Do you need a paper bag to breath in or something?"
"GOOOOO AWAAYYYYYYYY!!!!!" I screamed, cursing and hitting the ugly 'mental' bed with my fists.
My husband turned to leave, but I screamed at him to stay.
"WHAT?!" He cried, "First you want me to leave, then stay.. and then you say-"
"JUST SHUT UP AND SIT DOWN!" I interrupted.
Calm... calm.... calm.....
"Phew... I'm just AHHHHHHHH RIGHT NOW!!!! DON'T MIND ME!!!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.
His eyes went wide as he rushed to the side of the bed, and I grabbed for his shirt collar, yanking him around and ranting about peaches and fudge, and how stupid he was for going away for a month, and everything as he choked and spluttered, gasping at me to let go.
"ARGH!" I bellowed, letting go of my husband finally.
"WAH," it said.
So I named him Trunks.
Whoa, is there something wrong with me? Why am I writing spams all of a sudden? Teehee - you gotta admit that one was funny.... I thought so at least.. heheh. Toldja you have to read it all to find out what it's about. ^_*