A/N: Written in three year-old addressing format. Can review again if you want. Is supposed to be stupid. And badly writen. So don't flame.
It was a bright, and beautiful sunny day and all of our lovely bohemian friends were gathered in front of the Scarsdale Jewish Community center to celebrate the occasion of Mark's nephew, Joey's bar mitzvah. Unfortunately for the other guests, the were not the brightest group of people.
"Why are we here again...?"asked Maureen, while clutching her gift. (Which happened to be a cowbell. Who'd have thought?)
"Joey's bar mitzvah, for the thousandth time!" Mark replied, obviously irritated...This only sparked another interesting question:
"Who's Joey?" Roger wondered outloud. Mark only glared.
"Well, we got him GIFTS so it'd better be really good!" Collins declared.
"If your rock a gift," Angel uncharacteristically made fun of Collins (gasp).Just as he was about to retort back, a very excitable Mrs. Cohen ran up to Mark, and began to give him a huge monolougue...
"Marky! Oh my gosh, Joey will be so glad to see you! And i see that you've brought all your little friends too! Aren't we having simply marvelous weather? Perfect, especially for springtime! Even thought the bar mitzvah will be completely INside! And don't forget to wear your scarf when you go outside!"...before hurrying away. Only Maureen seemed to register anything from this.
"We are outside...right?"
"Um, duh" Mimi said rolling her eyes.
"Then WHY isn't Mark wearing his scarf!" Maureen cried as if it were the end of the world. However, Joanne took no notice to her girlfriend's dismay, because she realized she had a problem of her own.
"Do you guys think that Joe will-" She was quickly cut off by Mimi.
"You mean Joey, right? I don't think that Joey will like being called Joe. I mean, I hate it when people call me Meems. Or something like that. Maybe you should call him Joey, because he won't like it if you call him Joe! I know I woudn't. So you call him Joey because he'll probably be upse if you call him Joe. You get what I mean?" She rambled for about 10 more minutes, repeating the exact same thing, while Joanne stared baldly at her, very disturbed.
"Ok, whatever! As I was SAYING, do you think Joey will like the Barney Karaoke CD I got him?" She enquired, putting emphasis on the word 'Joey'. "That's what the cashier at WalMart said a six year old would like." Now it was Joanne's turn do be stared at.
"He's THIRTEEN!" Mark nearly screamed.
"What's your point...?" Mark sighed.
"We should go in."
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