Odd Dreams…
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Tipol: Did u notice that all of a sudden I'm Tipsol but then I'm Tipol again?
Hurdor: That's weird.
1 Tipol: *glares at author* It's your entire fault.
2 Author: Since when did you use grammar like that including 'entire'?
Tipol: Don't blame me! Blame the spell check!!
3 Hurdor: Hey now, don't blame the spell check! Else you insult me!
Tipol: *glare*
Hurdor: *glare*
Author: *mysteriously disappears*
Tipol: ANYways, … Shouldn't we like eat? Or sleep?
Hurdor: Um yes. Seeing as to we haven't eaten since we left for our quest.
Tipol: What quest?
Hurdor: Oh never mind.
Tipol: Okay, let's eat and sleep.
Hurdor: .
Tipol: Ummm… Okay, let's eat and sleep! *falls asleep*
4 I looked around. I was in a jungle. All of a sudden, a huge tiger came over and growled. "Let's play a game." I stared. That huge tiger wanted to play a… game with me? Um, no thanks…
5 "Eh. How 'bout not?"
6 The tiger smiled. Since when do tigers smile??? I sort of cracked a grin, just to make the tiger satisfied. Lemme tell u, all that training in the Long Patrol um, didn't pay off. Heh heh… The tiger growled again, this time deeper.
7 "Tarzan will kill you if you don't play a game." Tarzan? That was kinda random.
8 "Um, well, this is my dream. And… I'd like you to leave." This received a glare from the tiger.
9 "I Mooshu. Not take orders from ANYONE."
10 "Isn't that some sort of Chinese food?" I asked.
11 "Uh… yes. Are you insulting my culture?!" Mooshu stared at me intently. I shook my head.
"I'd never, EVER insult anyone's culture!" I quickly took out my journal and ripped out a memorized page and shredded it to pieces. "Heh… heh… Just a hunch."
"Let me see that journal!" roared the tiger, always nosy in things like these.
"NOOOooooo!" yelled Tipol, grabbing at his journal as the tiger clawed it out of his hand.
"Okay, mercy! As long as you don't scratch my eyes out I'll give the journal to you!!"
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Tipol: Did u notice that all of a sudden I'm Tipsol but then I'm Tipol again?
Hurdor: That's weird.
1 Tipol: *glares at author* It's your entire fault.
2 Author: Since when did you use grammar like that including 'entire'?
Tipol: Don't blame me! Blame the spell check!!
3 Hurdor: Hey now, don't blame the spell check! Else you insult me!
Tipol: *glare*
Hurdor: *glare*
Author: *mysteriously disappears*
Tipol: ANYways, … Shouldn't we like eat? Or sleep?
Hurdor: Um yes. Seeing as to we haven't eaten since we left for our quest.
Tipol: What quest?
Hurdor: Oh never mind.
Tipol: Okay, let's eat and sleep.
Hurdor: .
Tipol: Ummm… Okay, let's eat and sleep! *falls asleep*
4 I looked around. I was in a jungle. All of a sudden, a huge tiger came over and growled. "Let's play a game." I stared. That huge tiger wanted to play a… game with me? Um, no thanks…
5 "Eh. How 'bout not?"
6 The tiger smiled. Since when do tigers smile??? I sort of cracked a grin, just to make the tiger satisfied. Lemme tell u, all that training in the Long Patrol um, didn't pay off. Heh heh… The tiger growled again, this time deeper.
7 "Tarzan will kill you if you don't play a game." Tarzan? That was kinda random.
8 "Um, well, this is my dream. And… I'd like you to leave." This received a glare from the tiger.
9 "I Mooshu. Not take orders from ANYONE."
10 "Isn't that some sort of Chinese food?" I asked.
11 "Uh… yes. Are you insulting my culture?!" Mooshu stared at me intently. I shook my head.
"I'd never, EVER insult anyone's culture!" I quickly took out my journal and ripped out a memorized page and shredded it to pieces. "Heh… heh… Just a hunch."
"Let me see that journal!" roared the tiger, always nosy in things like these.
"NOOOooooo!" yelled Tipol, grabbing at his journal as the tiger clawed it out of his hand.
"Okay, mercy! As long as you don't scratch my eyes out I'll give the journal to you!!"