Well…So I haven't trashed Brianne Means Strong yet…but I have to say I didn't like it very much. So here is a little side story while I decide…

Attention Flame-Happy readers: I can and will reserve the right to a.) post your hate mail in my profile and make fun of you and b.) call you mean names, like "poophead." Seriously though, prepare to be very offended cos I am the mistress of insults. When I get time to think 'em over. People who flame are flamers, and although I don't have anything against homosexuality, I wouldn't want to be one, either.

Alrighty, that was proof enough I guess. A few days have passed and the only review I got was from Molly and that was because I held her at gunpoint! xD Just kidding. Anywho, I'll leave it up there so you can fantasize what happens next and whatnot. Brianne has been discontinued.

Here is a Comedy/Parody. Woot? And please review!

Happy Pooper and the Sort-of Stoned Magician

Chapter 1: Flashback Numero Uno!

Ten years ago if this was actually 1991, which it isn't so it's more like…25 years ago

Vomit Dumsley went to work, he worked at a company that made drills for dentists. He actually sells drills to some couple who are in the dentist business by the names of Drs. Farmer, but we'll learn more about them later. Basically, he almost got his eyeballs pecked out by a bunch of rabid owls. And because he got his eyes pecked out, he didn't see the cat reading the sign or something. And then he was accosted by a perv while buying donuts across the street and said something about Vulgarmore. And Happy Pooper. Was it the same Happy Pooper? It was a fairly common name…

Some old guy stood in the street, wearing a long robe. Surprisingly, nobody thought he was a flasher. He took out a lighter whose name is something that Steve from Blue's Clues came up with, a Putter-Outter (it actually isn't a golf club!) Then all the lights disappeared and he walked up to 4 Private Drive. Then some cat walked up to him and turned into a mean old lady. The man's name was Dimbubbles and the catwoman's name was McCatagall. And then they almost got crushed by a big flying motorcycle and a big dude got off it. He was all crying and crap and his name was Hellgrill. He gave Dimbubbles a baby, and said, "ITS NOT MINE!" and then he cried some more and they set him on a doorstep, completely unaware that anybody could kidnap him. And then they left

End Flashback, fast forward to 1991

Happy wasn't very happy. You see, he lives in England, and although if he lived in America the Social Worker would have come for him by now, England is all ruff'n'tuff like that so he lives with his abusive aunt and uncle, Aunt Perennial and Uncle Vomit, and their evil son, Doofy. But whatever.

One day, an owl came to their house on 4 Private Drive (even though it wasn't private since at least 3 other people lived on Private Drive) and Vomit freaked cuz he thought it was gonna peck his eyes out and he had worked so hard to get plastic surgery and get beautiful hazel eyes that were actually covered up by rolls of fat so it didn't matter anyway. The owl dropped a letter and a white, soppy parcel on his head. The parcel turned out to be owl crap, but Vomit likes to think it was a present for him. He ripped up the letter cuz he thought it was just another bill and they were in debt up to their ears.

And this happened for a while until Sunday. And then Sunday came and everybody drowned in letters. The end. But seriously, Happy found a letter and found out he was going to Pigpimples School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. And of course Vomit and Perennial freaked out along with their Church group cuz Wizardry and Witchcraft is satanic, then they burned the letters as an act of God, just like Hitler.

Chapter 1 fin

Yay!