Disclaimer: This is almost guaranteed to be some of the most retarded crap you have ever read on this site. This was not meant to be serious, I wrote it at 3:30 in the morning while I was delirious with a fever.

"Heellloooo Ezlo~" Vaati said in a John Lennon-y voice, potato-ing vigorously. "I just got back from the cardboard lamp spaghetti store buying toothpaste!"

"Well you got back just in time for your magic lessons! Today you're learning how to make rainbow glitter sparkles explode from a pink disco ball!" he said in a very kitchen sink-like tone.

"WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Vaati exclaimed, break dancing sexily on the floor. Then a bunch of pasta fell from the sky, burying them completely. Then disco lights turned on and there was a huge party 'n stuff.

"PARTAY!" Ezlo shouted, and with a flash of rainbows he was then wearing neon pink fishnets and had glow sticks for hands. Every minish in the village was invited via AOL. In about two seconds, speakers playing loud techno music were brought into the room, and then cupcakes happened. Vaati continued his break dancing on the floor, while simultaneously drinking two liters of vodka.

*Five hours and seven bottles of vodka later…*

"HOLY FUCK, EZLO, I THINK I JUST JIZZED MY PANTS," Vaati said, unable to move his face off the floor due to having been break dancing for five hours straight and being absolutely totally and completely drunk.

"I think I would have, too, if I had any pants on!" Ezlo replied, jumping in the air and doing a triple back-flip, landing on his feet with a poof of sparkles and glitter.

"PUT SOME GODDAMN PANTS ON!" Melari shouted to him from across the room where he was sitting in a corner eating an entire cake 'cause why not.

"IT'S MY LIFE, I CAN NOT WEAR PANTS IF I WANT TO!" he shouted back with a megaphone, simultaneously doing the Harlem Shake. Vaati managed to stand up after about an hour of lying on the floor face-down.

"I believe in your philosophy, Ezlo!" he commented, slurring slightly, proceeding to take off his pants and hold them in the air like a championship trophy. "In fact, why not just take all of your clothes off?" he continued, removing the rest of his clothes while doing the Macarena. Two hours later, he passed out on the floor from an extreme LSD overdose.

…

Me: So, did you have fun at that party yesterday?

Vaati: *Eating cookies in his sleep*

Me: … Ooookayyyy…

Please review if I should do more random crap. And tell what serious stories you would like written, too, since I'll take requests!