It's one big blob cuz i just copied and pasted it straight from where it
was. The dots mark the end of each person's entry. Have fun.....
THE MOUSIE CHRONICLES
Once apon a time there was a mouse. It wasn't a toy mouse cuz those hadn't
been invented yet. Yeah. It was THAT long ago. Anyway..see, this mouse..he
liked to....... chase cats even though they were much larger than it. These
cats weren't domestic cats either. They were big ones. Yup. Like lions and
stuffs. The mouse hitch hiked all the way to a zoo so it could keep the
cats close by. One day, one of the cats it was chasing... ate him. He went
tumbling down into it's stomach where he met a pumpkin named George. The
pumpkin... enjoyed chasing cats, too. Except, he liked to chase the little
ones. George was chasing a cat named Kitty but became lost and ended up in
the zoo with the bigger kitties. That's George's life story. The mouse
applauded and wanted to hear another story, but couldn't because George
fell asleep cuz that's what bedtime stories to do pumpkins. The mouse was
sad because it wanted to hear another story so it went in search of a good
storyteller. It went under the chair, over the rug, past the clock and into
the kitchen. Except there was no kitchen or any of those things because the
mouse was asleep.Plus it was inside the big kitty's belly and the big kitty
hadn't swallowed any kitchens or clocks lately...and that thing doesn't
really look like a rug anymore. ..anyway..the mousie was dreaming. it
dreamed that....it was a pumpkin like George because well, the mouse adores
George. The mouse and George were friends and they chased kittens together
(They weren't skilled enough to get anything larger than a kitten).
Anywhozes... the kitten of choice that they were chasing morphed into a
frog! The pumpkin buddies were shocked cuz they'd never seen a frog (Over-
protective parents... you know how that goes). The old bald man's last hair
that annoyed the Bobs flew past but left quickly because it didn't belong
in this story. The frog said, "Ribbit!" and the mouse became startled and
woke up. Except... this was one of those dreams within a dream within a
dream within a dream within a dream within a dream... Yeah, you get it. So
the mouse 'woke up' and also dreamt that...........It was a spider. It felt
yucky cuz ...well..spiders are yucky, DUH. So it decided not to be a spider
anymore and became a neon green thing. It soon came upon a colony of neon
green things and after uh...speaking? with them for a while, mousie dearest
found out that neon green things were an endangered species. So it promised
to start a "Save the Neon Green Things Foundation" when it got back to real
life. So it "woke up" again and this time it....was a tree. It swayed and
shedded leaves. The mouse became bored just swaying and shedding, so it
became a house to squirrels too. But the squirrels were not very friendly
so the mouse kicked them out and went right back to being bored. Some dude
w/ an ax walked by and stared at the "tree." The mouse knew the dude w/ an
ax was going to chop him so he changed into a fly. He buzzed around the
dude w/ an ax and annoyed the dude so much that the dude sliced off a wing
w/ the ax. The mouse fell to the ground and became an apple seed. He grew
into a bored tree again that also shedded apples. A little boy who was
trying to steal an apple stepped on the mouse which "woke him up" again.
When the mouse "woke up" his nose hurt....so he said "Oh my stars.." and
went to find an ice cube. Cuz he likes ice cubes. You have a problem with
that?! Sheesh..i'm trying to tell a story here...so ANYWAY he went to the
fridge but he was too short to reach the handle of the freezer where the
ice cubes supposedly were waiting for him. (He's a mouse. They're short.)
So he asked the hamster on the counter to throw down a rope. So the hamster
started running toward the rope...and he ran and ran and ran and ran..The
mouse sighed and sat on the floor. Everything seemed so hopeless. THEN all
of a sudden, he devised the bestest plan EVER. All he had to do was...grow
several feet taller. He found one of those torture devices that stretched
whoever was lucky enough to be tortured and put it to use. He climbed on
top of it, and sure enough, he could reach the handle. By this time, the
mouse forgot why he wanted to get into the freezer (it's a forgetful
mouse...) so he...sat there thinking for a while and then he climbed into
the freezer and remembered he wanted some ice cream for... his party last
weekend... oh. Too late now. An ice cube flew out of the freezer as he
opened it and hit him in the nose. "Oh yeah!" said the mouse, "Wow! I know
English!" The mouse fainted due to this surprise and the ice cube's friend
the other ice cube flew out of the freezer and landed on his head. The ice
cube was stuck to the mouse's nose, so don't worry about that. When the
mouse woke up (from blacking out, not sleeping you eejit!) he was on a
train. The train was possessed by the mouse's evil grandfather and crashed
into a pickle. The train died so the mouse's evil grandfather floated away
and possessed a cloud instead. Since it was a crash, obviously, the mouse
was scared and woke up (from sleeping this time!!). Wow. Um... oh yeah,
here have some dots to add on your part of the
story..............................Mousie decided that since he knew
english, he'd just go find some people and tell them to help him with his
save the neon green things foundation. He left his cozy little mouse hole
that he was in all of a sudden...why? who cares why? you do? oh....well i
don't know. so anyway, i don't know why he was in a mouse hole or how he
got there but he was so he had to leave it before he could find
people....so he uh..did. yeah he did. and he uh...did something
and..uh..ummmm.....and he... um... did something else? Yeah, probably.
Okay... um... he walked around until he found a person. When el (how do you
say mouse en espaƱol?) mouse-o attempted to speak to the person, he
squeaked his words so the person couldn't hear. Or maybe the person spoke a
different language or something. Whatever, so the person walked away and
didn't pay attention to the mouse. It became sad and cried a river...
actually, there was already a river because he walked towards one. ANYWHO,
the mouse was sad cuz he couldn't tell people to help him w/ the save the
neon green things foundation. That's sad. Yeah, I know you know. Um...
since there was a river in front of him, the mouse decided to go for a
swim. Once he started floating away, he remembered he could NOT swim. A
friendly tadpole helped the mouse to the shore and said she'd help with the
save the neon green things foundation. The mouse ran away cuz he was scared
that the tadpole could read his mind AND speak english. I'd be scared too,
wouldn't you? Okay, back to the story... The mouse ran and ran and ran and
ran and chased (he found a cat along the way) and ran until he was suddenly
not going anywhere... A person picked him up and stared at him. Mr. Mousie
said, "Hello. Will you help with the Save the Neon Green Things
Foundation?" The person said, "SURE!" and walked toward the asylum (did i
spell that right?). The mouse sighed and.....................since he
hadn't brushed his teeth that day, the person fainted cuz of his bad
breath. So he scampered (yeah..scampered. You have a problem with THAT?!)
away from the big ugly building and towards the cute lil pink dollhouse. It
was cute and little and pink and a dollhouse. so mousie dearest knocked but
the plastic lady in the window wouldn't answer so he went inside. well...he
hadn't been invited so the police came and took him to the Mouse
Penitentiary and locked him in a REALLY scary....cabinet. It hadn't been
used recently cuz mouses are usually well behaved, so it had lots of
cobwebs and stuff. The mouse had an itch, so he strolled over to the wall-
like thing and used the splinter sticking out to scratch it. "Boy oh boy do
they need to fix this place up." Wow... the mouse spoke english again. I
want an english speaking mouse! Okay then... He found a miniature broom and
swept an area so he could...dance without getting his paws all dirty or
dusty or whatever. He always wanted to dance, ever since he was a wee
little mouse...littler than he is now. So when he was done sweeping, he
turned on his spotlight and found himself a cardboard audience. Then he
danced in front of his cardboard audience but they didn't applaud. He
decided that was okay cuz they weren't booing either. When he got sick of
the cardboard audience, he left his cabinet somehow..he didn't tell me how
but he did and went to find a living audience. He found one at the... spa.
The mouse got really sad and figure he was just a bad dancer when he saw
them all put cucumbers over their eyes so they wouldn't have to see him.
poor mousie. he cried. it was a sad moment. you cry, too. :*( let's all
cry. okay we're done. and so is mousie..so he left the spa and.... signed
up for dance lessons. The teacher said that he was a great dancer and
should try to get into Julliard. Then he realised she was talking to the
old guy standing right behind him. The mouse started dancing more, but
almost got danced on. So... he left. He wandered around a grassy area and
fell in a hole. Maybe someone can teach me how to dance down here, he
thought. He started walking toward the light and... Then he heard a voice.
It said, "I am God." ...after walking a little further he found a
caterpillar. It was really pretty. So mousie said, "Hi! What's your name."
and the caterpillar replied, "I AM GOD!..what are you? deaf?" So mousie
followed the caterpillar named god to the light where he saw the
biggest.... neon green thing. It had heard about his plan for the Neon
Green Things Foundation and wanted to thank him. Such a good little mouse!
yay! The mouse blushed and said "thank you for thanking me" and took out
his plans for the foundation. (I don't know where they came from, but
they're there!) The big neon green thing looked them over and said.....
"These are interesting but you need to do more green thing research. ..God
can help you with that, right, God?" The almighty caterpillar looked at the
neon green thing for a minute and said, "What are we saving?" The neon
green thing sighed in frustration and took out a the Pop-Up Book Of Neon
Green Things and sat down by the fireplace to show the caterpillar named
God what, exactly, a green thing is. The mouse grew bored and sauntered
(yeah..sauntered..get over it) to the... bookcase with God's photo albums.
He flipped through some pages and saw how adorable God was as a wee
caterpillar baby and how he grew up into an ugly duckling, but changed back
into a caterpillar. The mouse got bored with the pictures and climbed up
the bookcase. He saw a clock, so he decided to be like hickory-dickory-dock
and climb up the clock. It wasn't as easy as it sounds though. He fell down
several times before reaching the top, and then he fell down the other
side! "Darn! I have to run up and run back down! How ever will I do that?"
A sticky thing landed on the mouse's head. And then another, and another,
and finally another. The mouse pretended to use his brain and stuck them on
each of his paws and ran up the clock. The clock struck 5 o'clock and the
mouse didn't feel like waiting til one, so he ran back down anyway. When he
finally got back to the ground he... asked the cow to jump over the moon.
After she had done that, he ran away with a spoon. They went to
the....pharmacy cuz they were sick of rhyming for the moment. There was
nothing at the pharmacy though, partly due to the fact that a mouse and
spoon can't really do much there... but as I was saying, there was nothing
there so they went to the...rodeo. The spoon got trampled by a horse and
came to a tragic end...oh well...we still have the mouse. So he cried and
then went to avenge his spoon's death. When he found the evil horsie,
he...yelled at him and then started to cry again. Memories suck.
Afterwards, the mousie decided to go for a ride on the horsie. But then
some old cowboy wannabe almost sat on him... sooooooo... Mr. Mousie jumped
off before he was squashed by the old cowboy wannabe's butt and then
he...found another horse. A mousie-sized horse. It was pretty and
pink...and pretty in pink..and prettily pink...so anyway the mousie got on
the mousie-sized horse but JUST THEN..uh..nevermind. nothing happened just
then. The mousie rode the horse to....a fandabidozi place called...
SCOTLAND. The mouse and the mouse-sized horsie visited Sean. He was scared
of the mouse's ability to speak English and cried for his mommy. Poor Sean.
The mouse didn't care because Sean is dumb and adds syllables to
fandabidozi and makes things confuzzling... sooooo, the mouse rode the
mouse-sized horsie back to the rodeo, but on the way there, they stopped
at........my house. So my mom invited them in and we all played a game
of....monopoly. It was fun. The Mystery Machine won a beauty contest
several times. This shocked the mouse. He thought that if a VAN could do
it, SO COULD HE!! So the mouse decided that the next time he gets a
newspaper, he'll look for a beauty contest to enter. After the game of
monopoly, they...the mousie ran away out of shame for losing the game and
ended up sleeping in a garbage can. the garbage can didn't like mousie
there so it coughed him up. he went flying through the air and into some
lady's window. the minute she saw him she yelled, "...Eeek! A mouse, a
mouse!" as she jumped onto a wooden chair. Mousie ran out of the room. Then
he saw... His tail...but he thought it was a worm. Mousie likes to chase
worms when all the cats are asleep so he started chasing the worm and he
started gaining on it and gaining on it until suddenly......he found his
butt..and said, "Hey! I have a furry grey butt!" The lady (who had followed
mousie) agreed. She picked up mousie and set him on the counter. She
proceeded to fill a pot with water and slice carrots and add beef bullion
and then when it was all ready, she put the pot on the stove, threw mousie
in, and turned on the burner. Mousie got angry at the lady for thinking he
was chicken so he....jumped out and threw her in the pot. She enjoyed being
in the hut tub, especially because of all the added nutrients. Mr. Mouse
was upset that his idea didn't work, but saw a newspaper on the lady's
kitchen and forgot that he was ever upset. He looked through the newspaper
but the secion he wanted was being used as a cage liner for the lady's
cardinal. It was really dirty, so the mouse had to leave and find a new
newspaper. He went to the...newspaper store and....bought a newspaper. He
opened it up and...he fell asleep just then and dreamed that....he was
taller. He scared all of the people that walked by and became sad. He
didn't want to be tall anymore, so he...shrunk. It hurt. He whined. Someone
must have heard him whining beeeecause....he heard someone ask, "Whatcha
whining aboot?" with a thick Scottish (Glaswegian!) accent. "I shrunk,
Sean." "Oh, just wondering. And... could you try to be more discreet next
time?" "Sure." "Thanks," said 3 Sean 3 as he got on his blimp and went to
Canada. 'Oh darn!' thought the mouse, 'I forgot to get his autograph!' Oh
well... He woke up to much disappointment that he didn't actually meet
Sean, but realized that he still had to find that beauty contest. He looked
over each page thoroughly and found that he could send an article in about
his Save the Neon Green Things Foundation. He tore out the address and put
it in his... pocket... and kept looking for a beauty contest. The mouse
finally found a page for a beauty contest, so he...got a camera and took a
picture of himself. Before he could send it to the address in the article,
he had to go get it developed...so he went into his..uh...labOratory and
did it himself. He looked at it for a while. He was very beautiful. So he
put it in an envelope with his name, address and ..phone..number....yeah.
He licked it shut and went to mail it but he didn't have any stamps so he
went to the post office. When he got there....Yeah when he got there there
woz a massive amount of people there.....and they were naked! He totally
4got why he was at the post office and stripped off all his clothes. Then a
man came over to him looking really pissed off. He said "You........ are
still too furry!" So the mouse...wondered why the last person added extra
words at the beginning. Then he remembered that he was too furry..and
suddenly realized...he wasn't wearing any clothes in the first place cuz
he's a mouse. oh darn..'what did take off if it wasn't clothes?' he
thought. then the answer hit him like 3/8 of a ton of bricks. OF COURSE! It
was...his invisible hot pink, knitted yet surprisingly fluffy sweater! What
gave it to him. And then What went to Europe with Her and never sent Bounty
a postcard. What sent Shiree a postcard, but NOT BOUNTY!! *cries* The mouse
was sad because he wanted to go to Europe too, but he forgot about that
because he was reminded that he was still too furry by a child's lollipop
that was stuck to his fur. "Ouch!" he cried when the annoying brat pulled
it back off. "Mommy! My lollipop is furry!!" "It's that darn mouse's
fault!" "LET'S KILL IT!!" Uh oh. The mouse ran in circles until he
discovered the correct direction to go to steal stamps. He uh.. stole them
and ran out the door to the...uh....other post office. Cuz he still wanted
to mail it and Greg had stolen his mailbox. Oh well....anyway at THIS post
office, everyone had their clothes on and their were a few furry people.
Mousie felt right at home so he decided he WAS right at home and made
himself a home in a cozy little victorian mailbox. He mailed the letter and
went to his new home to wait. One day, someone opened his door and knocked
him out the back of the mailbox with a huge envelope....will it was huge to
HIM anyway. He had gained a little weight in the last few days so he
crashed down into the bin of letters and fell right to the bottom of the
sack. He rubbed his sore butt and stood up, looking up at all the letters.
'How ever will i get out?..' he pondered. While he was pondering something
flew down through the letters like he just had and landed on top of him.
After he had said "ow", he pushed whatever it was off and looked at it. It
was his old buddy, Ted E. Gramm. Ted finally realized what he had landed on
(he can be awefully slow) and said, "....Hello." ........and ".....who are
you? You seem oddly familiar!"......The mousie was hurt that his old war
buddy didn't remember him...but he couldn't be too hurt cuz he didn't
remember a war..there prolly wasn't one. ah whatever..anyway mousie
introduced himself and then they decided to celebrate their reunion with
a.....promotion party for the Save the Neon Green Things Foundation. Ted
didn't know what a neon green thing was, so he asked, "What's a neon green
thing?" The mouse took out his complimentary Neon Green Thing Pop-Up Book
and read it to Ted. Ted was inspired. And then he fell asleep. And then he
woke up with a plan for the party. They were going to....ahh darn..i can't
remember what they were going to do....but they did it. and it turned out
great. mousie invited...
kk...that's it for now. I'll add more when there is more to add. G'day,
sir! ~F.S.~
