This is my 1st fic and it is about the random events of the Yu Gi Oh world
Warning all of my fics are gonna be like that and I have a very immature
sense of humour.... ^'^+
PLEASE review Be nice I'm too young to be flamed!!!!
I don't own Yu Gi Oh. Heck, the computer I'm typing on isn't even
mine.....
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ It was a lovely sunny day and a spiky haired 5000 year old spirit was walking down to
the chemist for his weekly hair gel bonanza.
"Hello Malik old chum" he said as he entered 'Ishtars' the local chemist.
"Hello Pharoah Yami you seem unusually cheerful this morning" said the white
haired boy at the counter.
"Thats right, I'm here for my weekly hair gel!" said Yami. "Oh and I'd also like
some rare and exotic mints and some...birth control pills," he said after a little
thought.
Malik handed some polos over the counter but paused at the second request.
"BIRTH CONTROL PILLS!!!" he yelled.
"Yeah I like the taste" explained Yami.
"Oh. Oh yeah I do too" said Malik, who had been hoping that Yami had finally got
himself a girlfriend.
"So where's my hairgel?" asked Yami.
"Well actually..we don't have any."
"WHAT????"
"Well... some Hondas came in earlier.."
"How many?"
(Yami knew that Honda had recently gone into a clonimg machine and accidentily
cloned himself 30 million times. And if each clone needed 2 pots of hair gel a day
that made... Yamis brain nearly exploded.)
"They took my entire stocks of hair gel, dog hair gel, bike grease and even the pizza
grease!" said Malik gloomily.
Yami resisted the temptation to hit Malik over the head with the millenium rod- for
about 2 seconds. Then he stormed out leaving a very dazed Malik behind him.
Out of total gloom he opened the packet of pills and ate every single one. (Always
read the label Yami!!!!!!!!!!!!. Overdose can cause hallucinations and other personal
problems Yami didn't want me to mention here...)
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Okay its really REALLY bad I know Please review and tell me what u think Yami- WHAT IS THIS CRAP!!!! (Nothing like a bit of encouragement to boost my ego, thanks Yami). I demand you make me more cool!!!!!
Kimera- Oh shut up Yami go capture some Hondas or something
Yami- I can't, when you try to catch them they sprout machine guns in odd places!!!!!
Kimera- Oh that explains all the bullet holes in your hair
Yami- All the WHAT????
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ It was a lovely sunny day and a spiky haired 5000 year old spirit was walking down to
the chemist for his weekly hair gel bonanza.
"Hello Malik old chum" he said as he entered 'Ishtars' the local chemist.
"Hello Pharoah Yami you seem unusually cheerful this morning" said the white
haired boy at the counter.
"Thats right, I'm here for my weekly hair gel!" said Yami. "Oh and I'd also like
some rare and exotic mints and some...birth control pills," he said after a little
thought.
Malik handed some polos over the counter but paused at the second request.
"BIRTH CONTROL PILLS!!!" he yelled.
"Yeah I like the taste" explained Yami.
"Oh. Oh yeah I do too" said Malik, who had been hoping that Yami had finally got
himself a girlfriend.
"So where's my hairgel?" asked Yami.
"Well actually..we don't have any."
"WHAT????"
"Well... some Hondas came in earlier.."
"How many?"
(Yami knew that Honda had recently gone into a clonimg machine and accidentily
cloned himself 30 million times. And if each clone needed 2 pots of hair gel a day
that made... Yamis brain nearly exploded.)
"They took my entire stocks of hair gel, dog hair gel, bike grease and even the pizza
grease!" said Malik gloomily.
Yami resisted the temptation to hit Malik over the head with the millenium rod- for
about 2 seconds. Then he stormed out leaving a very dazed Malik behind him.
Out of total gloom he opened the packet of pills and ate every single one. (Always
read the label Yami!!!!!!!!!!!!. Overdose can cause hallucinations and other personal
problems Yami didn't want me to mention here...)
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Okay its really REALLY bad I know Please review and tell me what u think Yami- WHAT IS THIS CRAP!!!! (Nothing like a bit of encouragement to boost my ego, thanks Yami). I demand you make me more cool!!!!!
Kimera- Oh shut up Yami go capture some Hondas or something
Yami- I can't, when you try to catch them they sprout machine guns in odd places!!!!!
Kimera- Oh that explains all the bullet holes in your hair
Yami- All the WHAT????