Disclaimer: It's not mine, thank you very much. The Sox rule. The Cubs suck. From a Chicago South Sider Oreo Lover.


THE BSC GOES TO...

the library! (all in dialogue)

"I want a book!" said Kristy. "Yeah, homie!" said the i'm-so-cool-stacey. "We can't read." said Claudia. Mary Anne cried. "Gee whiz!" said Jessi.

the copy store! (narrative)

Stacey faxed her ass cause she was kool. Mallory played with the fax machine and accidentaly sent copies of Stacey's ass to Saddam Hussein resulting in a nulear war.

Chicago!

"Yay! Let's go to OzFest(note: exists.)!" said Stacey "That's cool! I love Marilyn Manson!" Before they even got out of O'Hare International Airport (note: does exist. NEEDS MORE FRIGGINRUNWAYS, MAYOR DALEY!), they were shot by an Oreo.

Hell!

The devil didn't want them. So he sent them back to Ann M. Martin, who tried to destroy them so that *some* insane people who love married movie stars will die.

THE READERS GO TO...

their caps lock, no sense of humor gland, and review box!

THE END...or is it?














no. next chapter comes soon.