Let me start by saying that my attention span is short when writing. Especially when I'm watching Youtube. So this chapter will be short, because I'm starting to get bored here. If I want to finish this, I'm gonna have to force myself. See? I just zoned out! Those Chihuahuas are funny! LOL
Now let's forget about the story for a minute. We all need to. My dad just bought me the Powerpuff Girls Season 1 DVD. I was so happy, and let me explain why. You see the Powerpuff Girls was my first obsession. I was about five or six years old. Ah, the good old days, before my sister could talk, and TV was a lot better. Good times, good times.
So anyways, I thought I should tell you about my big project on Deviant Art. Have you ever wondered how I draw? Probably not. Go to Deviant Art and search "Natalie's 101 Super Heroes!" I'm drawing 101 superheroes . I plan on drawing a hundred and one heroes (and villains.) My account is gaz7gir. I got tired of ribbonhamhamgir, since I got tired of Hamtaro. For those who are wondering, no, I don't plan on finishing that story. I got over my brief Hamtaro phase, especially after I lost my old friends. Hmph, I feel better without them anyway.
Today I went to an audition for honors orchestra. I think I screwed up a lot, which is great, because I didn't want to do it. Getting to wake up at 9 AM on Saturday til 1 PM, oh, it's so much fun! Especially with a 15 minute break and hard music. Yay.
Enough about me, let's talk about you. How are you doing? What color socks are you wearing? Mind if I come over to your house with my shiny weapon collection? What are you doing? Where were you at nine PM, mister?!?!?!
Oh yeah, and one more thing. If you want to vote, please do it in a review, because for some reason I'm not getting these e-mail alerts.
Disclaimer: I don't own Invader Zim, Beverly Hills Chihuahua, Gatorade, or Ryan Seacrest.
Chapter 25: Intercrude 2: Stupid Commercials and Dark Poetry
Now it's time for dark poetry in my style
Loving the Dead
Looking at his cold, stiff beloved
He weeps for his love, his life,
She lays, her body stiff and firm
He recalls the joyous times
Back when the world was a happier, joyful place
Flowers bloomed and birds sang of sweet happiness
A garden of beauty and grace
He ran with his loved one
Laughing, giggling
The fun they shared
The time at the beach
Of white sands and sapphire shores
They laughed as they ran along the coast.
But no,
Now she was dead.
Diamond tears smudged his warm, face
His trembling hands caressing her cold, lifeless body
Lip quivering, he picks her up and runs away.
"Master! MASTER!" GIR cried.
"What now, GIR? I'm busy!"
*Sniff, sniff* "MY DOGGEH DIED!!!"
"You mean that cheap toy that you bought at the toy store?"
GIR whimpered and nodded his head.
Zim sighed, "Here's twenty dollars. Go buy some new batteries."
"YEEEEE! Thanks, master! I LUVS YOU!!!!"
GIR hugs Zim to the point of suffocation.
"GIR…mph…let GO OF ME!"
GIR runs out the door, shouting, "WHEE!"
End
Now, time for a fake ad, and a creepy one at that. I know I'm pretty late, but this just had to be parodied. I love Chihuahuas, and I even own one, but seeing all those Chihuahuas…that's creepy. *makes whining noise*
My name is Papi
I come from a long line of soldiers
Destined to one day rule the earth…
Our people live among the rich and most powerful people on earth.
Who am I?
The question is, What am I?
"I'm a Chihuahua!"
Creepy music starts. No, not that Chihuahua song. That dramatic song from the Gatorade commercial. You know, the one with the opera singer and the basketball player sweating Gatorade (Eeeeeeeww…)
We see the Chihuahuas coming out from all over. They are destroying cities and coming from-spaceships. Ka-BLAMMO!
BOOM!
SMASH!
RYAN SEACREST!
BAM!
I love writing sound effects.
50% Warrior
50% Ticking Time Bombs
100%Rulers of our New World
Beverly Hills Chihuahua
I wonder if Peque feels offended by this. Let's ask.
"Peque, are you mad?"
*Peque sits on sofa*
I'll take that as a no.
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