KATARA
Katara, Katara, Katara. She's been without a date for so long, she'll accept emails from rocks!
"WHAT!" Katara looked around, blinking. "I'm sorry, but I don't accept dates from rocks."
Then why did you write that love letter to the stone in the Swamp?
"What are you talking about? I didn't write any letter to a rock. And besides, rocks aren't alive. Why would I write a letter to a rock?" She stood up to leave, but was reminded of her obligations.
Katara, Katara, Katara. She picks her nose, then eats what she digs out1
"Are you right in the head? And Sokka, stop LAUGHING!"
Katara, Katara, Katara. That is not her real hair color!
The girl shot to her feet, stomping a foot and causing water to spill from a nearby vase. "I'll have you know that this is indeed my real hair color!"
"I think that the girl does protest too much!" Sokka cackled.
"What are you talking about!" Katara screeched. "We're brother and sister, of course you know my hair is the real color."
Katara, Katara, Katara. She's really a man in woman's clothing!
"Are you out of your mind?" Katara slapped her head.
"I didn't know Katara was really a girl." Aang blinked.
"I… AM… NOT … A … MAN….!" Katara screamed.
Katara, Katara, Katara. She likes having hissy fits when she doesn't get her way.
"I'll show you a hissy fit!" Katara stood up and shot water into the camera.
Katara, Katara, Katara. She lives under a rock and plays Yankee Doddle Dandy on her armpit!
"Where the hell are YOU!" She screeched.
"Calm down, Katara," Aang laughed.
The teenage girl glared at the avatar, and gave him the biggest wedgie he'd ever had.
Now you know, Katara. A lonely girl who emails rocks, picks her nose and eats her boogers, is really a man, lives under a rock, and plays patriotic music with her armpits!
"That is all lies!" She screamed. None of it!"
Up next, is Sokka!
