1925 - Hamunaptra
You may know my brother, Number 342,389,420,384,297,489,237,423,942,384,635. He likes Bob. I likes Mary Sue. Well, like Bob, I, too, was thrown out on the floor. When I saw Bob fall off out of the mummifying case a couple..okay maybe a couple thousand, years back, I skittered after him. But he was gemified! and as I watched this take place, the same thing happened to me. Grrrrr, I should've eaten the gemifyer..but I was too occupied with being muzzled and the like. Sooo here I am, in the chambers of Horus, stuck on the wall in a jewel. Ugh, what a way for a bug to go, you know?
H-Hey..what's this?? I felt fingers squish my shell a bit..and wee! I was tossed up and down a bit. Hrmm..I was on it. Fleeeeeeeeeeessshhhh.... Let's see, how did Bob do this..? Yes..He pushed uuuupp..*Crack* Oo0o0o..I squeal at my freeness. But not a second to waste! I broke into the Englishman's hand and munched all I could as I scampered up his arm. Nummy!
Ouch! Hey! Someone was sending a knife after mee-ooohhh! Urgh..that hurt. Flung across the room...how lovely. Ah well. A shake of the head, and I scream my war cry that sends fear into all and everyone's hearts! AND I RUN FOR MY FOOD AGA--
*Blam!*
Well, I never! All I was trying to do was get something to eat, and what happens? I get shot! *SIGH* Bob tells me, that it could've been worse. I could've been in someone's brain and get squashed by being slammed in a wall. I agree. Well, that's m'story. See ya'lls laters!
You may know my brother, Number 342,389,420,384,297,489,237,423,942,384,635. He likes Bob. I likes Mary Sue. Well, like Bob, I, too, was thrown out on the floor. When I saw Bob fall off out of the mummifying case a couple..okay maybe a couple thousand, years back, I skittered after him. But he was gemified! and as I watched this take place, the same thing happened to me. Grrrrr, I should've eaten the gemifyer..but I was too occupied with being muzzled and the like. Sooo here I am, in the chambers of Horus, stuck on the wall in a jewel. Ugh, what a way for a bug to go, you know?
H-Hey..what's this?? I felt fingers squish my shell a bit..and wee! I was tossed up and down a bit. Hrmm..I was on it. Fleeeeeeeeeeessshhhh.... Let's see, how did Bob do this..? Yes..He pushed uuuupp..*Crack* Oo0o0o..I squeal at my freeness. But not a second to waste! I broke into the Englishman's hand and munched all I could as I scampered up his arm. Nummy!
Ouch! Hey! Someone was sending a knife after mee-ooohhh! Urgh..that hurt. Flung across the room...how lovely. Ah well. A shake of the head, and I scream my war cry that sends fear into all and everyone's hearts! AND I RUN FOR MY FOOD AGA--
*Blam!*
Well, I never! All I was trying to do was get something to eat, and what happens? I get shot! *SIGH* Bob tells me, that it could've been worse. I could've been in someone's brain and get squashed by being slammed in a wall. I agree. Well, that's m'story. See ya'lls laters!