Sup!!!! :)

This account is run by the two awesomest people you will ever come into contact with--not to be self-centered or anything...

So, we'll sum ourselves with a short anecdote about ourselves.

Let's be introduced first.

Our names are Stephanie and Sylvia. But we go by Stefan and Sly (spiffy, i know). We've known each other since sixth grade (five years ago). this story takes place in Sly's house in seventh grade...

It was a quiet summer's night...oh, wait, it wasn't summer. Because Stefan closes herself off during the summer. It was sometime when the weather's hot. Stefan and Sly (we're writing in third person) were bored. So, so bored.

Okay, so we were chillin' in Sly's room watching one of the InuYasha movies (I forget what they're called...so, the third one). The movie ended and we were in total InuYasha-mode...so Sly decided to play dress-up with Stefan as her doll (yeah...she likes to do that to me)(not in perverted way! we are NOT lesbian lovers--contrary to popular belief [JUAN!]) and decided to turn Stefan into Sesshomaru.

That was where the complications started. For one, Stefan doesn't have silver hair. For two, neither of us possessed either a red flowered robe OR a spiky silver shoulder strap...or fluffy (but we used a pink princess boa for that).

Luckily, one of Sly's older brothers, Pearce, lives in the room beside hers. they're connected by a bathroom (once, i went to the bathroom in there early in the morning and i forgot about the open door to Pearce's room, and I looked up and one of his friends was lying there staring at me...AWK!) Anyhoo, we ran out of materials (we ran out after the fluffy boa and purple lipstick) we ran to pearce's room!

"PEARCE!!!! DO YOU HAVE A WHITE ROBE LIKE THING WITH RED FLOWERS ON IT?!" - sly

"What is this, france?" -Pearced

Stumped, we used a bedsheet.

four minutes later--asking for a spiky silver shoulder strap*

"PEARCE!!!! DO YOU HAVE A--?" -sly

"GET OUT OF MY ROOM!" Pearce.

The costume was never completed. Sly's mom came up to tell us to go to bed.

Yeah...we haven't changed much since then.

SOOOOOOOO,

we're gonna tell one last story to sum up the newfound maturity of our eleventh grade year...in screenplay format.

INT. PHYSICS ROOM-DAY

The class mulls around, getting ready to leave.

STEFAN

Sly!!!!!!!!! I have to show you the best

thing ever that I discovered with my

neighbors!!!!!!

A few people stop to watch what Stefan's about to do (yeah...we have that kinda rep.)

SLY

Oh gosh.

STEFAN

Okay, so you sit on the ground indian style

and hold my hands.

Stefan slowly walks Sly through the process. They sit across from each other, holding hands.

STEFAN

(really excited)

Now, we take turns leaning backwards in a circular

motion, and every time your head is all the way

back, you say "WHOA!!!" In a different accent

So they take turns, leaning backwards and saying "whoa," and soon the entire class has a big "Whoa!!!" Orgy...(which is when more than two people "Whoa!!!" together...and it can't be considered 'unnatural' because "Whoa!!!"-ing isn't natural in the first place)

So use those two examples to reflect on the work that we do.

Love y'all

Slyfan (Stefan and Sly mashed together...all my idea.)

ps. Oh, and btdubs, if you didn't notice. when we write in bold, it's Stefan's thoughts, if we write in Italics, it's Sly's...you dingbats.

pss. Our fav. band is THE WOMBATS--British Indie Rock to the MAXXXXX!