BGoth: Oh, Dear lord…
CM: what's he talkin'
'bout?
BGunn: my new fic!
CM: oh boy…
BGoth: Oh… dear… Lord!
You are one messed up person, BunGunz.
BGunn: Indeed I am!
Alright… I don't own gundam… so nah! ::does a raspberry:: CAN"T SUE!
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Ever wonder what happens
to the crew of Gundam once they are done with the show???
Trowa continues acting:
We see a very
long, and I mean VERY long case of stairs that lead up to a temple, and going up
is a fat guy. When he reaches the monastery, he asks for the detective of which
he came to see. He is successful for he has found him… ACE VENTURA, PET
DETECTIVE!
On the way down
the steps, Ace and the fat guy slowly make their way down. At the bottom, Ace
cries, "JUST ONE STEP SHORT!" and began to yell the slinky. (Can you just
imagine?)
Heero becomes an
investigator…:
"Back, and to the left.
Back and to the left. Here we see it go through the head and splatter all over.
Lets see it again. Back and to the left."
You know what I'm talking about…
Quatra goes into
advertisements:
"Calvin Klein…
Obsession."
Duo… An undercover FBI
angent:
"Anything… BUT THE
DRESS!!!
Wufie… ummm… A
women's rights activist!
Uhhh… let's say he's
a changed man… just went a bit too far… "C'MON!! Throw your bras into
the bonfire!! … Umm.. I said BRAS!"
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*~*Silence … awkward
silence*~*
*~*Crickets…*~*
BGunn: … I'm gonna
leave it at that.
