Nataly: GOMEEEEEEEEN MEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!
Yami N: Just cut down all the **** and go on with the story already.
Pink: LOL sorry people for not updating.
~~~~~~~~ I refuse to say the disclaimer.. ::rightful owners of Yu-Gi-Oh! hit Nataly on the head:: Owwwwww, it hurt! 'Kay, 'kay, me don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! alrighty? ~~~~~~~~
Tea: Come on guys! Let's keep the spirit going! ^.^ :: waves her pompoms::
Otogi 'whos gonna be Ryoujii from now on': I dunno about you dudes, but I'm quitting.
Seto: Yeah, me too.
Ryoujii: Let's go play Dungeon Dice Monsters.
Seto: You got it dude.
Tea: Oh, come on lets' cheer my dear little Yugi midgety-perverty-freaky pimp daddy!!!!! T.T
Seto/Ryoujii: *stop dead in their tracks* What's you just say????????
Tea: *blush* Did I say that out loud? Heh, he, he......
Ryoujii/Seto: @.@ ::Faint::
Tristan: I LOVE YOU JOEY AND I ALWAYS DID!!!!!!!!! COME 'ERE CUTIE!!!!!!!!
Joey: AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SOMEBODY SAVE ME FORM THAT UGLY PENCIL- HEADED FREAK!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!
::Tristan runs around trying to kiss Joey, and Joey runs away from Tristan- paranoid-freak as fast as he can::
Mai: HAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Wait a sec... is that...??????? OHMGD!!!!! THAT FREAK IS TRYING TO KISS MY CHIHUAHUA!!!!!!! DIEEEEEEEEEE TRISTAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!
::Mai starts running after Tristan, and throwing dangerous objects at him. Tristan is now forsed to run away from Mai for his life's sake. Joey just runs around screaming for no apparent reason::
Seto/Ryoujii: ::Double faint:: @.@
::Nataly appears::
Nataly: as you can see I absolutely HATE Tristan. I also hate Pegasus. But what are my most favorite bishies are doing?
::A picture of Malik, Y. Malik, Bakura, Ryou, and Yami is shown. They're in heaven, and have everything the ever wanted in their lives. Including food, beer, girls, and stuff like that::
Nataly: *pushes her drooling boyfriend away form the screen:: -o- Since Ryoujii and Seto are also my most favorite bishies I'll put them into the paradise too.
*PUFF!*
Ryoujii/Seto: ::drooling:: OoO
Nataly: ^.~ ::disappears::
~~~~~~~~~ At a press conference in city hall.. don't ask me ~~~~~~~~~ Mayor: Yugi, you have proven to be the best baseball player in the world! Now you can take my post, be a mayor, and do everything you ever wanted.
Serious dudes that are serve mayor: ::Groan:: ::sweatdrop::
Yugi: ::imitates Marilyn Monroe: Thank you all so very much! ^\________/^ ::a gust of wind blows and his skirt goes up:: Yugi blushes and smiles trying to be a cute lil' midget. Once again we see Yugi's bad hygiene, only now he has a garlic breath too.
Serious dudes that serve mayor: ::Choke, then die::
Yugi: imitating Britney Spears: oops, I did it again! ::once again tries to smile cutely::
~~~~~~~~~~~ What's up with me? Why do I always pick on Yugi? Where Pegsy went off on this chapter? When am I going to update this story? When will Mrs. Galluzzo assign us less home work, so I'll have time to write the chapters? Review.. 'cause that's the on;y thing you can do! LOL I'm a poet.
Ja ne!
Yami N: Just cut down all the **** and go on with the story already.
Pink: LOL sorry people for not updating.
~~~~~~~~ I refuse to say the disclaimer.. ::rightful owners of Yu-Gi-Oh! hit Nataly on the head:: Owwwwww, it hurt! 'Kay, 'kay, me don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! alrighty? ~~~~~~~~
Tea: Come on guys! Let's keep the spirit going! ^.^ :: waves her pompoms::
Otogi 'whos gonna be Ryoujii from now on': I dunno about you dudes, but I'm quitting.
Seto: Yeah, me too.
Ryoujii: Let's go play Dungeon Dice Monsters.
Seto: You got it dude.
Tea: Oh, come on lets' cheer my dear little Yugi midgety-perverty-freaky pimp daddy!!!!! T.T
Seto/Ryoujii: *stop dead in their tracks* What's you just say????????
Tea: *blush* Did I say that out loud? Heh, he, he......
Ryoujii/Seto: @.@ ::Faint::
Tristan: I LOVE YOU JOEY AND I ALWAYS DID!!!!!!!!! COME 'ERE CUTIE!!!!!!!!
Joey: AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SOMEBODY SAVE ME FORM THAT UGLY PENCIL- HEADED FREAK!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!
::Tristan runs around trying to kiss Joey, and Joey runs away from Tristan- paranoid-freak as fast as he can::
Mai: HAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Wait a sec... is that...??????? OHMGD!!!!! THAT FREAK IS TRYING TO KISS MY CHIHUAHUA!!!!!!! DIEEEEEEEEEE TRISTAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!
::Mai starts running after Tristan, and throwing dangerous objects at him. Tristan is now forsed to run away from Mai for his life's sake. Joey just runs around screaming for no apparent reason::
Seto/Ryoujii: ::Double faint:: @.@
::Nataly appears::
Nataly: as you can see I absolutely HATE Tristan. I also hate Pegasus. But what are my most favorite bishies are doing?
::A picture of Malik, Y. Malik, Bakura, Ryou, and Yami is shown. They're in heaven, and have everything the ever wanted in their lives. Including food, beer, girls, and stuff like that::
Nataly: *pushes her drooling boyfriend away form the screen:: -o- Since Ryoujii and Seto are also my most favorite bishies I'll put them into the paradise too.
*PUFF!*
Ryoujii/Seto: ::drooling:: OoO
Nataly: ^.~ ::disappears::
~~~~~~~~~ At a press conference in city hall.. don't ask me ~~~~~~~~~ Mayor: Yugi, you have proven to be the best baseball player in the world! Now you can take my post, be a mayor, and do everything you ever wanted.
Serious dudes that are serve mayor: ::Groan:: ::sweatdrop::
Yugi: ::imitates Marilyn Monroe: Thank you all so very much! ^\________/^ ::a gust of wind blows and his skirt goes up:: Yugi blushes and smiles trying to be a cute lil' midget. Once again we see Yugi's bad hygiene, only now he has a garlic breath too.
Serious dudes that serve mayor: ::Choke, then die::
Yugi: imitating Britney Spears: oops, I did it again! ::once again tries to smile cutely::
~~~~~~~~~~~ What's up with me? Why do I always pick on Yugi? Where Pegsy went off on this chapter? When am I going to update this story? When will Mrs. Galluzzo assign us less home work, so I'll have time to write the chapters? Review.. 'cause that's the on;y thing you can do! LOL I'm a poet.
Ja ne!