You have just
entered room "lady ofthe celts Chat46.
hundredpapes has entered the room.
lady ofthe celts: Wow it's my chat room
lady ofthe celts: *feels special for no
good reason*
hundredpapes: yeah, but you didn't give
it a cool name
lady ofthe celts: :) you get to start!!!
lady ofthe celts: How do I do that?
hundredpapes: when it gives you the
option to invite people, when you first make it, you can delete the name they
give you
hundredpapes: and put in a new one
lady ofthe celts: Ahhhh
lady ofthe celts: I see
lady ofthe celts: *sigh* next time
hundredpapes: OKAY, LET'S GET
CRACKIN'!!!
hundredpapes: we were just introduced to
Denton's twin, Dobalena, correct?
lady ofthe celts: Yes
lady ofthe celts: Mr. Bob Dobalena
lady ofthe celts: ((zilch))
hundredpapes: Upon hearing the name,
Peter enters into a trance. "Mr. Dobalena, Mr. Bob
Dobalena." He stands on the table, still repeating the name.
Suddenly, the glaze clears out of his eyes, and he says, "I have had a
vision!" A flag with the Monkees symbol waves behind him, while a
slow version of the Monkees theme song (so as to make it more patriotic) plays
in the background.
lady ofthe celts: :)
hundredpapes: "We repeat it over
and over again...Mr. Dobalena, Mr. Bob Dobalena....Then we throw in other
nonsense. Like...China Clipper calling Alameter...and Never mind the
furthermore, the plea is self-defense. Or...It is of my opinion that the
people are intending." Peter grins. "For years to come,
adoring fans will be hypnotized by its hypnotic sound."
hundredpapes: "Girls with names
like Callie and Candace will play it in their cars on miniature silver
records. Oh yes, my friends. They will have miniature silver
records in the future." His eyes grow larger. "They'll
repeat it with us. When it ends, they'll start it again, and again, and
again, and again!"
lady ofthe celts: :) :) :) *and again* :)
:) :)
hundredpapes: Micky joins him on the
table. "That's so crazy, it just might work!!" The two
look at each other, and their faces fall. "Nah, it'll never
happen." Peter shrugs. "It was just a thought."
hundredpapes: They hop off the table.
hundredpapes: TAKE IT AWAY!!!!
lady ofthe celts: Gee thanks *ponders
where to take the story* funny though!!!
lady ofthe celts:
:)
lady ofthe celts: Well, everyone runs up to greet the two
providers of their meal and then sit back down to order the most expensive
thing they can find, after all there's two of them paying now.
hundredpapes: lol
lady ofthe celts:
"Hey, dancing waiter guy," Race called out, "Me and my
pals here want ta order something, if you don't mind." The dancing
waiter guy came over to the table, "May I take your order
please." "Uh yes, I'd like a steak, and potatoes and wine, my
man!" Race said, trying to look like an upper class person. The
dancing waiter just cleared his throat and went on. "and for the rest of
you?"
hundredpapes: ((my GOOD man.
That's how Michael Crawford says it in Hello, Dolly))
lady ofthe celts: All the others poked
fun at Race and then ordered their meals. "Do you have chicken
lips?" Micky asked the waiter. Looking confused the waiter
said, "I don't think so sir." "Umm, then how about turkey
hands?" asked Micky with a smile, Peter snickering beside him.
The waiter shook his head and said, "No."
lady ofthe celts: "Hmmm, well how
about frog legs? Would you happen to have any of those?" Micky
asked, stifling laughter. At this the waiters face lit up.
"Why yes sir! We do! In fact it is the house specialty.
Would you like them medium or rare?" Micky got a sick look on his
face and smacked Peter who was still snickering. "Ummmm, medium I
guess." Davy just shook his head and turned to the waiter.
"I would like an order of sauerkraut please."
lady ofthe celts: The others on the table
looked at Davy funnily, I mean who orders sauerkraut alone?
"What?!?" Davy exclaimed "Snyder had some, and it looked so
good." Davy's eyes glaze over. "I've been craving some
all day." After a while the food came. The waiter passed it out to
everyone giving Davy his last. "Here is your sauerkraut
sir." The waiter put the plate down in front of Davy.
lady ofthe celts: At that very same moment the door burst open and HE showed up, His
silloet in the open door way. "Sauerkraut? Did someone say
sauerkraut?" Yes it was HIM! The Sauerkraut Burglar! (aka
Crutchy) In all his dashing glory! He quickly strode, uhhh I mean
hobbled, across the room. His black mask shining, his floppy hat
flopping, and his jail suit swishing. In one swift movement he nabbed Davy's
sauerkraut plate and before anyone could say anything was back out the door.
lady ofthe celts: After a few seconds of
staring at Davy's empty place, up at the swinging door, and back at Davy's
place, Mike asked, "Wasn't that the kid with the crutch and funny laugh I
saw this morning?" "Yah," Blush said and sighed.
Muffins got a horrified look on her face and quickly spoke up, "But don't
tell him we know. He still thinks no one knows and it would break his
heart if he found out." Mike sensing the gravity of the situation
promised, "I won't tell, we won't tell. Right guys?" All
the other Monkees agreed, but Mike did pause to wonder how much of a hold on
sanity this Crutchy fellow really had.
lady ofthe celts: poor Jack's deflated
ego
hundredpapes: ((I'll take care of Jack))
hundredpapes: ((clears
throat...er...fingers?))
