Okay, I'm here again. My sister and I were recently thinking when we saw Dead Man's Chest, wouldn't it be the scariest thing if Davey Jones and Elizabeth started making out? Yeah. Even scarier pictures. Happy Little Ditty number three. Possibly the scariest of the "trilogy!"
Davey and Elizabeth:
Worst Couple Ever
Davey and Elizabeth sat, side by side, on the rail of The Flying Dutchman. "Oh, my darling, Elizabeth," garbled Davey Jones, who was, by far, the anti-hottest dude on the planet. Elizabeth Swann toyed with his...tentacles.
"Dave, you're so romantic." She smiled sweetly at him. Their faces were about an inch apart.
"I love you, Elizabeth." He smiled at her. They remained silent, for a moment.
"I love you too." He became unusually happy at those words. He pressed his... lips on hers, and they shared a burning passionate kiss. His tentacles tickled her smooth neck, while she tucked her arms around his neck. After a moment, Elizabeth cried out. "Agh! Dave! You're choking me with your tentacles!" she screeched, but he only smirked, not letting go.
"Too bad." And he cackled evilly. And that, Elizabeth haters, was the end of Elizabeth Swann. Will almost felt bad for her, but he didn't. And Jack really couldn't care less. Governer Swann, did not care because he had always wished that someone would kill his daughter, because he didn't really like her. At all.
Scary. Still scary. Yeah. That's about it! Hip hip hooray...I have a fiction Happy Little Ditty, but I'll post it here I guess. Just because people actually like me here:) (people snicker) Never mind...Yeah. Cicada gave me the idea for this, so she gets half the credit. Oh! Oh! Here's a goodie just for you!
Once upon a time there lived a girl named...Jose. Jose was very happy, even though she had no...face. She had an evil archnemisis, Bertha . One day, while Jose was working at the Dunkenland , the evil Bertha came though the window weilding a double-edged spear. Jose screamed, and might have died, but her reflexes saved her. She went to the doggie crap and pulled out a dairy cow's horns. With a mighty battle roar, she plunged the dairy cow's horns into Bertha's ear. And the day was saved, and Jose met up with her true milker, Frank.
That was one of those games you play, you know, the, uh, libs! I think that's what they're called...anyway, that's just something my sister and I did when we were bored. And that's what happened. Nothing to do with anything at all. Yep. Oh! And here's another one!
Once upon a time there lived a dude named Danny-Jahoosalah. Danny-Jahoosalah was very sad, because he had no girlfriends. He was eating his daily apple crusted pears, when a huge girl came through the door. She said "Hi," and he said, "Would you like to be my girlfriend?" and she said, "No." The next day, Danny-Jahoosalah was run over by a three-legged rattlesnake. His mother buried him, because he had no girlfriends to bury him. The End.
Yeah. Exciting, aren't they? But hey! It's MY Happy Little Ditties, so I can put whatever crap I want to in it! Yeah! So there! Now be nice and review! Yeah! You better be sorry! (cough) Sorry, that was...a glitch...in the... computer...or something...
