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by Tellu *Okay, disclaimers: Sailor Moon and all associated characters are not my invention, blah, blah blah, you know the routine.* Eudial didn't always have that great white car with the black stars on the side. Oh, no. In fact, if it wasn't for me, she might have NEVER gotten the car! She should be grateful, but instead, she keeps reminding me of the horrific incident that lead up to the establishment of 'No one touches Eudial's ride.' *Flashback sequence* I stumbled in to the parlor, beat up and clutching a steering wheel. I dropped it into Eudial's hand and manged to squeak out: "Here's...your...car...Eudial..." before collapsing in a chair. Tellu rushed to the kitchen to get water. Viluy sat down, took my pulse and said: "Kami-sama, Mimette, what happened?" I replied: "I can not communicate with that car." Eudial sighed and said: "If I told you once, I told you a thousand times, that car is a BMW! It doesn't know Japanese, it only responds to German commands!" "I tried that! I saw this garbage truck backing up, and said: 'Das eist ein garbage truck, lunkhead. Let's get out of here!" Tellu came back in with the water, gave me a glass and said: "So what happened?" "NOTHING happened, Tellu! I tried every German word I knew, glokenspiel, pumpernickel, dachsund, Marlene Dietrich! I even sang two choruses of 'Oh Tannenbaum!' That's when the first impact hit." Viluy asked: "The FIRST impact?" "Yes, the FIRST impact. I whacked it on the control panel and started over again. The second impact hit. I whacked it on the instrument panel and screamed: "Du biest ein cheapie, that's what you are! One more hit and we're going to look like a crock of sauerkraut! That's when the driver got out of his car and said he thought he'd run over a bump in the road. How's that for humiliation?" Eudial said: "We could fix her." "FIX HER! You wouldn't DARE! Not after what she put me through!" The next day, Eudial asked for a new car and got it. *End Flashback* "Eudial, PLEASE?" "No, Mimette! I already told you. Isn't there some other way you can get to the concert?" "I could strap peanuts to my arms and hope to attract enough pidgeons to fly myself there, but I would prefer to drive!" Du biest ein cheapie, Eudial. Well, what do you think? Send comments to Datatape@aol.com. All positive comments will be replied too, and flames will be dissolve in the gentle acid of my wit. |
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