Life After High School - Ten Years Later
By Risty and Silver
Disclaimer: We don't own them, only our characters.
Summary: Dude, chill out. It was like that when I got there.
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My brothers and sister were on the other team. Vince, Kane and me were trying to beat them at 'Game of Life'. But Kane looked really spaced out about something. Oh well, I knew from past experiences that putting my nose into other peoples business only made those people hate your guts for the rest of your life or made your nose grow. Personally, I don't think my nose has grown at all. Still the same size it was last week anyway.
Later, mum let us al go outside, it had grown warmer but cool enough to put on a light jacket. Mum said as long as we stayed within the back yard, where she could keep an eye on us, we could play there. Though we weren't allowed to do anything cool, like play soccer or baseball, it felt good to be out of the house. I hadn't even been to school for the past two days.
My friends, Benjamin Gamgee and his little sister, Syd, (real name Sydney) came over and we pushed eachother on the swing and climbed into my tree house. Eight kids all together, well, my tree house is really big. It used to be a club house for my group, Wolf Gang. But then, Evey and Ally and Jenny (all sisters) moved away and that left me and Cleo. Cleo moved away last year. She and her family went to Lake town. Anyway, Wolf Gang was the sort of Anti-bully system in our school. It was started by me and Cleo in grade three and went on for two years. Now bullies in the school don't even bother with me or anyone else.
Back to present day, Now the tree house was used as a hide out by the twins, when they were playing 'army'. It has a dart board and comics up there now. A few posters of Britney Spears (used for dart practice) and a big photo of Mum, Emma, Boromir, Billee, Legolas and all their 'table buddies' and friends at school. Emma and Mum were doing bunny ears to eachother and Legolas looked like he was pinching Billee's butt. Every time I look at it, I just have to laugh.
Kane was looking at the photo with interest. I sat against one wall and threw darts at Britney's nose. Bullseye!
"Yes!" I said and Fortuna and Syd began to laugh. The twins were looking at their Archie comics and Vince and Benjamin were playing cards. Then I remembered my tape recorder. I walked over to the secret panel and pulled my tape recorder out and grinned at everyone. My brothers and Sister knew what I was going to do but Syd, Benjamin, Kane and Vince didn't. I pressed play and the recorded voice floated out.
"Every time you have a drink, it's like having a party in your stomach. Like the stomach is the bouncer and stuff. Now, when you have a party, you can mix up all the beer you want, because they all know eachother." The fellow saying all this knocked and put on a different voice. "Hey stomach, it's just us beer here. We were wondering if we could party tonight. You know everyone. You know Sam Adams and Budwiesser and Hynecin...Oops! He's crazy. You are crazy man!" The guy put on another voice. "Okay, you can come in, but keep it down." He put on the regular voice. "So the beer goes in and they have a great time, playing darts and singing and stuff, but just like any party, people hear about it and next thing you know, couple of shots are coming along, like Scottish whiskey." He put on a thick Scott accent. "Hey stoac, you havin' a grea' partee tonigh!" the stomach says "What?!" So he let's in the Scott whiskey and you know, you mix up crowds, there's always disagreements. The whiskey comes in. "Hey Hynecin! Ge' herrre ya Willy Wanker!" Next thing you know, fights are flying and you can feel the tension. There are some warning signs. The stomach say "Okay guys, just CHILL OUT!" Everything calms down for a while when, at the end of the night, who should come along, but, the most dangerous shot of them all. Tequila. And there's always eight or nine of them. "Hey man we won't hurt no one. We just here to have fun, man." And like an idiot, you let in just one shot of tequila. Then, when nobodies looking, he'll sneak in all his friends. "Hey man come on in, Nobody lookin'!" When they all get in there, "HEY! WILY PARTY! Neh nah nah nah nah nah nah nah." And the stomach say: "Okay! That's it! Everybody out! Hey! HEY! Not that way! The way you came in! Come on, let's go, Hot shot!" So everybody gets out, even the air." The guy made a sound like someone puking their guts out. Then put on another voice. "Hey, you okay, man?" "Yeah." the guy pukes up again. All the shots and beer come out. "Hey nah nah nah nah nah! Let's go find another party, this one sucks man!"" The tape ended with a lot of applause from the comedians audience. I swear, all of us, even my siblings were rolling on the floor laughing. It always cracked us up. I had taped it off the radio. It was called the Mexican Stomach.
After a while, Benjamin and Syd went home and we all went inside and sat by the heater. Then we watched 'Pay It Forward'. It was quite a day.
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A/N: Yes, the Mexican Stomach is a true radio joke. The announcer, Justin In The Morning plays it, and I have yet to tape it. But I don't think I need to! Hope you enjoyed this chapter!
By Risty and Silver
Disclaimer: We don't own them, only our characters.
Summary: Dude, chill out. It was like that when I got there.
****
My brothers and sister were on the other team. Vince, Kane and me were trying to beat them at 'Game of Life'. But Kane looked really spaced out about something. Oh well, I knew from past experiences that putting my nose into other peoples business only made those people hate your guts for the rest of your life or made your nose grow. Personally, I don't think my nose has grown at all. Still the same size it was last week anyway.
Later, mum let us al go outside, it had grown warmer but cool enough to put on a light jacket. Mum said as long as we stayed within the back yard, where she could keep an eye on us, we could play there. Though we weren't allowed to do anything cool, like play soccer or baseball, it felt good to be out of the house. I hadn't even been to school for the past two days.
My friends, Benjamin Gamgee and his little sister, Syd, (real name Sydney) came over and we pushed eachother on the swing and climbed into my tree house. Eight kids all together, well, my tree house is really big. It used to be a club house for my group, Wolf Gang. But then, Evey and Ally and Jenny (all sisters) moved away and that left me and Cleo. Cleo moved away last year. She and her family went to Lake town. Anyway, Wolf Gang was the sort of Anti-bully system in our school. It was started by me and Cleo in grade three and went on for two years. Now bullies in the school don't even bother with me or anyone else.
Back to present day, Now the tree house was used as a hide out by the twins, when they were playing 'army'. It has a dart board and comics up there now. A few posters of Britney Spears (used for dart practice) and a big photo of Mum, Emma, Boromir, Billee, Legolas and all their 'table buddies' and friends at school. Emma and Mum were doing bunny ears to eachother and Legolas looked like he was pinching Billee's butt. Every time I look at it, I just have to laugh.
Kane was looking at the photo with interest. I sat against one wall and threw darts at Britney's nose. Bullseye!
"Yes!" I said and Fortuna and Syd began to laugh. The twins were looking at their Archie comics and Vince and Benjamin were playing cards. Then I remembered my tape recorder. I walked over to the secret panel and pulled my tape recorder out and grinned at everyone. My brothers and Sister knew what I was going to do but Syd, Benjamin, Kane and Vince didn't. I pressed play and the recorded voice floated out.
"Every time you have a drink, it's like having a party in your stomach. Like the stomach is the bouncer and stuff. Now, when you have a party, you can mix up all the beer you want, because they all know eachother." The fellow saying all this knocked and put on a different voice. "Hey stomach, it's just us beer here. We were wondering if we could party tonight. You know everyone. You know Sam Adams and Budwiesser and Hynecin...Oops! He's crazy. You are crazy man!" The guy put on another voice. "Okay, you can come in, but keep it down." He put on the regular voice. "So the beer goes in and they have a great time, playing darts and singing and stuff, but just like any party, people hear about it and next thing you know, couple of shots are coming along, like Scottish whiskey." He put on a thick Scott accent. "Hey stoac, you havin' a grea' partee tonigh!" the stomach says "What?!" So he let's in the Scott whiskey and you know, you mix up crowds, there's always disagreements. The whiskey comes in. "Hey Hynecin! Ge' herrre ya Willy Wanker!" Next thing you know, fights are flying and you can feel the tension. There are some warning signs. The stomach say "Okay guys, just CHILL OUT!" Everything calms down for a while when, at the end of the night, who should come along, but, the most dangerous shot of them all. Tequila. And there's always eight or nine of them. "Hey man we won't hurt no one. We just here to have fun, man." And like an idiot, you let in just one shot of tequila. Then, when nobodies looking, he'll sneak in all his friends. "Hey man come on in, Nobody lookin'!" When they all get in there, "HEY! WILY PARTY! Neh nah nah nah nah nah nah nah." And the stomach say: "Okay! That's it! Everybody out! Hey! HEY! Not that way! The way you came in! Come on, let's go, Hot shot!" So everybody gets out, even the air." The guy made a sound like someone puking their guts out. Then put on another voice. "Hey, you okay, man?" "Yeah." the guy pukes up again. All the shots and beer come out. "Hey nah nah nah nah nah! Let's go find another party, this one sucks man!"" The tape ended with a lot of applause from the comedians audience. I swear, all of us, even my siblings were rolling on the floor laughing. It always cracked us up. I had taped it off the radio. It was called the Mexican Stomach.
After a while, Benjamin and Syd went home and we all went inside and sat by the heater. Then we watched 'Pay It Forward'. It was quite a day.
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A/N: Yes, the Mexican Stomach is a true radio joke. The announcer, Justin In The Morning plays it, and I have yet to tape it. But I don't think I need to! Hope you enjoyed this chapter!