Wanda was in charge of driving tonight. John was coming off a massive (even
for him) caffeine high. Todd had danced so long and hard he couldn't move,
and Remy was fast asleep after their little show. And no way in hell
would Wanda ever, EVER under any circumstance short of the end of the
world; no [NEVER] way would she ever let Rogue drive.
"Hey, would ya turn up the radio a bit? Ah'm bored." Rogue was sprawled on one of the bounches, as seemed to be the custom with these kids. Good posture was a sin.
Wanda adjusted the mirror like some kind of professional buss driver so she could look back at Rogue with out moving from the seat or turning around, "do it yourself."
"Oh but Ah don't wanna!" she whined from the bounch, she stretched out a little more.
"God, for a mother you can be such a baby."
"Well your not very nice either, but Ah cant help it, Ah'm tired, really babies are exhausting. 'Specially when their teathin'. Thought you'd a known that by now, how long have you been here again?"
"Weeeeell, that Peter guys up and about so a month or so" she paused and looked around, "I think."
"Kinda depressing he went over to the side of good," said Rogue.
"Yeah he's to cool to be and X geek, sorry. But I've been wondering why did you of all people join the prep squad?" Asked Wanda.
"Well, Ah know Ah came up with some shit about "mother dearest" being all kinds of a bitch, but she's cool and it had more to do with the boys," she played with the whole in her KISS tee shirt nervously.
"Did they kick you out so the could persevere their name?" asked Wanda?
"Naw, like Ah said their kinda cool, 'Reeny went off about some blonde Bimbo Bitch who was gunna raise all kids of hell if Ah stayed."
"And you didn't put up a fight?"
"Ah don't know if ya know this but your brother is one of the most perverted people on the face of this earth. Ah wont get into it cuz he's you brother and all and Ah know Ah wouldn't want to hear it, but Ah was happy enough to get out of range."
"Eww, so THAT was what's in that drawer," Wanda shivered, "I'm going to kill him."
"Pull over already, your half asleep yourself. And turn on the radio."
Wanda pulled over, she was a little sleep but Rogue could still reach the radio, if she wanted to. But apparently she didn't want it that much.
"Thas better, Ah've been in one near fatal accident already, Ah don't need another on."
"Shut up."
"Wanna soda?" asked Rogue ignoring Wanda's command. She lifted herself almost to a sitting position to grab a carbonated beverage and hand it to Wanda.
"Alright," Wanda popped open the drink and opened it. Wanda grabbed the little opener tab and moved it back and forth muttering to herself. Then the tab broke off.
"M! All right! I'm safe from Todd!" she shouted throwing her hands up. She then composed her self and made a mental note that coffee and soda may look like friends, but they should never be mixed.
"You seriously can't believe that stupid thing can you?" asked Rogue quirking an eyebrow.
"No, but with Todd you take what you can get," she said.
"Ah see," said Rogue, she looked down at her soda and blushed a little.
"I saw that! Now pardon me, but I need to steep out of character and go pre teen prep on you, but truth or dare?"
"Would a dare have me get up?"
"Yeah," Wanda smirked.
"Damn, then truth." Said Rogue.
"Why the hell did you get pregnant?!?"
"It wasn't like it was intentional." Rogue blushed a bit more.
"But then, did you forget to do something???"
"This is absolutely none of your business, but the mutant life span is like what? 25 years? At least she'll be a kid with some memories then a baby in a foster home," Rogue sunk further into the padding on the bounch. (I need to get a patent on that word)
"My cheery ain't ya."
"Like you are."
"I am simply what an optimist would call a realist." Said Wanda.
"Or what the dictionary calls an out and out pessimist."
Wanda held up her soda, "here's to the negative people who live life in the real wold!"
"Sing it, truth or dare?" asked Rogue.
"Truth, now I'm tired to," answered Wanda.
"Damnit, any way.. Um.. Do ya ever watch any cartoons?"
"No!"
"Liar."
"What makes you think that?"
"You added an exclamation point," stated Rogue simply.
"Ok, ok, you got me, clone high, Daria, and a few others, some times.."
"Do ya think Joan and Abe should hook up?" asked Rogue.
"Naw, Joan should drop him like a bad habit and go for Vango."
"That's not how you spell his name but ok, Ah know what ya mean, the ONLY Goth on the show should not be forced into a love triangle with a loser who has a crush on the very most bratty child on the set." [hint hint and a mint to WB]
"Yeah, she's way to cool for Abe."
"Ah hear ya, and what other cartoons exactly?" asked Rogue smirking.
"Um.."
"Ya gotta sa-ay!" said Rogue in her very most evil sing-song, lets-all-get- in-a-circle-and-sing-nursery-rhymes-voice.
Wanda broke, how could she not under such an evilly sweet voice, "ok, I went on a huge pokemon binge. I even went so far as to call Wolverine Picachu once." She shuddered slightly at the memory.
"So *that's* why he changed his outfit to black.." Rogue looked off muttering to herself about the affects of the incident in question.
"So what's this I heard about a TV show?" asked Wanda, their little game lay in an invisible lump, forgotten on the floor.
"Oh, a li'l while ago we were all in a hospital and the boys did a show with their little friend and made a show much like Jackass where they ran around and made fun of people and themselves and made the sick injured and me laugh," said Rogue, she smiled at the memory.
"No, I mean some guy came up to you. what was that about?" asked Wanda.
"Oh, that had nuthin' to do with a TV show, after the little "performance" some guy asked where he could buy our CD."
"So what did you say?"
"Well Ah know John said 'we don't have now gimmi my bloody pizza!' it was soooo funny, Ah wish ya coulda seen it."
They both started laughing at the seen.
[Flash back type thing, though badly done and blotchy, like the rememberer wasn't paying attention or the author didn't have a clue what to do.]
The bus rolled up to a big auditorium so Remy could take his turn to drive. A short man with a toupee ran at them waving his arms.
"You must be the band!" he said, "why were you so late? The crowds been here for 2 hours!"
"um, we're not a band," ventured john. But it didn't matter, the short little man didn't seem to care, and he looked so pathetic with the way he twisted his baseball cap and sweated they couldn't help but pity him.
Within 20 min (or seconds) one of Jamie's clones was left with Kim and Wanda and Todd sat in the audience. After a few songs, the crowd had completely forgotten about what band was supposed to be there and even what the meeting was supposed to be there afterward. All they cared about were 'Um.Can We Think Of A Name Latter?' They had gone out to pizza afterward but Wanda had gone back to the bus to write Pietro.
Just as they came out of the flashback Wanda asked a question, "how close to California are we?"
"Ah don't know, we're coming up close to Nevada, and don't look at me, we are NOT stopping in Vegas, we'll never leave," Wanda humfed, "but Ah think its only a few more days. We found this really cool house that's half built, apparently some star went bankrupt before he or she could finish it. So 'Reeny bought it for us."
"She did what!! That's one hell of a birth day present!"
"I made her feel guilty about the whole thing where she lied and freaked me out way back when, when Ah didn't really know what a mutant was."
"How could she afford to do that?"
"Erg, do Ah have to explain this to everyone?!? She can predict the future, with me so far? Good. Thus, she uses it to buy the right stocks in the stock market and always wins. It really rules sometimes."
Wanda looked slightly stunned. But then she asked, "why are we even continuing this conversation?
"Character development Ah guess. Plus the author is completely out of ideas."
"Oh really, I thought she was sitting bored in study hall with a sugar high."
"Well that, but Ah think she has to establish that we, though we may have issues, are *not * just the angst ridden Satan worshiping whores that people seem to love to write us as."
"But didn't she once do that to?" asked Wanda, she was slightly confused.
"Yeah, but sugar rots the brain, and god knows, she is really out of ideas.
At that exact moment the phone rang. Rogue, whom appeared to have healed miraculously from her sudden fit of exhaustion got it. She still didn't get up all the way.
"Hello?" answered Rogue, wait, she asked. Whoa, I confused myself.
"Yes, this is V.C.P. Device, and I have a proportion for you," said V.C.P. Device.
"What is it? And who are you?"
"My boss, the very creepy guy you might have noticed driving after you for the last month~"
"Didn't Ah get rid of you when Ah called the cops? Do Ah need a lawyer to get rid of ya?"
"No, he's a big time record producer and he wants to have you release a CD."
Silence, then "what? Into the wild or something?"
"No, we think you would be a great band to have at our label."
"Wow, you really are a Very Convenient Plot Device."
"I know."
At that exact moment kit Kat bars rained from the sky and crushed the really annoying boy whose sitting next to me and reading over my shoulder. Yes I mean you stupid head. Ok, now I only have a second till the teacher comes. And you have bad breath to! A storm of mints came down and rained on him. And then my homework did itself. And I suddenly became fluent in Japanese. And I learned to spell. And my net access speeded up. And I now need to end this chapter before I get detention.
I also need to end this story to. The next one should have a little summary of whatever it is I wrote before this one that needs to be said. It should be something like, Stars Are Really All Hot Gas. Maybe.
I have discovered the way to write a fic no one will openly hate- make it funny, don't over load on angst, nothing serious, but make it slightly believable. And to under do, rather then over do, but still do accents.
Why am I still going????
Remember, I am just a smart Aleck, and slightly cynical 14 year old who cant spell. YOU HAVE TO HELP ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!
I counted, that 1,978 !'s. I need a new hobby. And some reviews.
"Hey, would ya turn up the radio a bit? Ah'm bored." Rogue was sprawled on one of the bounches, as seemed to be the custom with these kids. Good posture was a sin.
Wanda adjusted the mirror like some kind of professional buss driver so she could look back at Rogue with out moving from the seat or turning around, "do it yourself."
"Oh but Ah don't wanna!" she whined from the bounch, she stretched out a little more.
"God, for a mother you can be such a baby."
"Well your not very nice either, but Ah cant help it, Ah'm tired, really babies are exhausting. 'Specially when their teathin'. Thought you'd a known that by now, how long have you been here again?"
"Weeeeell, that Peter guys up and about so a month or so" she paused and looked around, "I think."
"Kinda depressing he went over to the side of good," said Rogue.
"Yeah he's to cool to be and X geek, sorry. But I've been wondering why did you of all people join the prep squad?" Asked Wanda.
"Well, Ah know Ah came up with some shit about "mother dearest" being all kinds of a bitch, but she's cool and it had more to do with the boys," she played with the whole in her KISS tee shirt nervously.
"Did they kick you out so the could persevere their name?" asked Wanda?
"Naw, like Ah said their kinda cool, 'Reeny went off about some blonde Bimbo Bitch who was gunna raise all kids of hell if Ah stayed."
"And you didn't put up a fight?"
"Ah don't know if ya know this but your brother is one of the most perverted people on the face of this earth. Ah wont get into it cuz he's you brother and all and Ah know Ah wouldn't want to hear it, but Ah was happy enough to get out of range."
"Eww, so THAT was what's in that drawer," Wanda shivered, "I'm going to kill him."
"Pull over already, your half asleep yourself. And turn on the radio."
Wanda pulled over, she was a little sleep but Rogue could still reach the radio, if she wanted to. But apparently she didn't want it that much.
"Thas better, Ah've been in one near fatal accident already, Ah don't need another on."
"Shut up."
"Wanna soda?" asked Rogue ignoring Wanda's command. She lifted herself almost to a sitting position to grab a carbonated beverage and hand it to Wanda.
"Alright," Wanda popped open the drink and opened it. Wanda grabbed the little opener tab and moved it back and forth muttering to herself. Then the tab broke off.
"M! All right! I'm safe from Todd!" she shouted throwing her hands up. She then composed her self and made a mental note that coffee and soda may look like friends, but they should never be mixed.
"You seriously can't believe that stupid thing can you?" asked Rogue quirking an eyebrow.
"No, but with Todd you take what you can get," she said.
"Ah see," said Rogue, she looked down at her soda and blushed a little.
"I saw that! Now pardon me, but I need to steep out of character and go pre teen prep on you, but truth or dare?"
"Would a dare have me get up?"
"Yeah," Wanda smirked.
"Damn, then truth." Said Rogue.
"Why the hell did you get pregnant?!?"
"It wasn't like it was intentional." Rogue blushed a bit more.
"But then, did you forget to do something???"
"This is absolutely none of your business, but the mutant life span is like what? 25 years? At least she'll be a kid with some memories then a baby in a foster home," Rogue sunk further into the padding on the bounch. (I need to get a patent on that word)
"My cheery ain't ya."
"Like you are."
"I am simply what an optimist would call a realist." Said Wanda.
"Or what the dictionary calls an out and out pessimist."
Wanda held up her soda, "here's to the negative people who live life in the real wold!"
"Sing it, truth or dare?" asked Rogue.
"Truth, now I'm tired to," answered Wanda.
"Damnit, any way.. Um.. Do ya ever watch any cartoons?"
"No!"
"Liar."
"What makes you think that?"
"You added an exclamation point," stated Rogue simply.
"Ok, ok, you got me, clone high, Daria, and a few others, some times.."
"Do ya think Joan and Abe should hook up?" asked Rogue.
"Naw, Joan should drop him like a bad habit and go for Vango."
"That's not how you spell his name but ok, Ah know what ya mean, the ONLY Goth on the show should not be forced into a love triangle with a loser who has a crush on the very most bratty child on the set." [hint hint and a mint to WB]
"Yeah, she's way to cool for Abe."
"Ah hear ya, and what other cartoons exactly?" asked Rogue smirking.
"Um.."
"Ya gotta sa-ay!" said Rogue in her very most evil sing-song, lets-all-get- in-a-circle-and-sing-nursery-rhymes-voice.
Wanda broke, how could she not under such an evilly sweet voice, "ok, I went on a huge pokemon binge. I even went so far as to call Wolverine Picachu once." She shuddered slightly at the memory.
"So *that's* why he changed his outfit to black.." Rogue looked off muttering to herself about the affects of the incident in question.
"So what's this I heard about a TV show?" asked Wanda, their little game lay in an invisible lump, forgotten on the floor.
"Oh, a li'l while ago we were all in a hospital and the boys did a show with their little friend and made a show much like Jackass where they ran around and made fun of people and themselves and made the sick injured and me laugh," said Rogue, she smiled at the memory.
"No, I mean some guy came up to you. what was that about?" asked Wanda.
"Oh, that had nuthin' to do with a TV show, after the little "performance" some guy asked where he could buy our CD."
"So what did you say?"
"Well Ah know John said 'we don't have now gimmi my bloody pizza!' it was soooo funny, Ah wish ya coulda seen it."
They both started laughing at the seen.
[Flash back type thing, though badly done and blotchy, like the rememberer wasn't paying attention or the author didn't have a clue what to do.]
The bus rolled up to a big auditorium so Remy could take his turn to drive. A short man with a toupee ran at them waving his arms.
"You must be the band!" he said, "why were you so late? The crowds been here for 2 hours!"
"um, we're not a band," ventured john. But it didn't matter, the short little man didn't seem to care, and he looked so pathetic with the way he twisted his baseball cap and sweated they couldn't help but pity him.
Within 20 min (or seconds) one of Jamie's clones was left with Kim and Wanda and Todd sat in the audience. After a few songs, the crowd had completely forgotten about what band was supposed to be there and even what the meeting was supposed to be there afterward. All they cared about were 'Um.Can We Think Of A Name Latter?' They had gone out to pizza afterward but Wanda had gone back to the bus to write Pietro.
Just as they came out of the flashback Wanda asked a question, "how close to California are we?"
"Ah don't know, we're coming up close to Nevada, and don't look at me, we are NOT stopping in Vegas, we'll never leave," Wanda humfed, "but Ah think its only a few more days. We found this really cool house that's half built, apparently some star went bankrupt before he or she could finish it. So 'Reeny bought it for us."
"She did what!! That's one hell of a birth day present!"
"I made her feel guilty about the whole thing where she lied and freaked me out way back when, when Ah didn't really know what a mutant was."
"How could she afford to do that?"
"Erg, do Ah have to explain this to everyone?!? She can predict the future, with me so far? Good. Thus, she uses it to buy the right stocks in the stock market and always wins. It really rules sometimes."
Wanda looked slightly stunned. But then she asked, "why are we even continuing this conversation?
"Character development Ah guess. Plus the author is completely out of ideas."
"Oh really, I thought she was sitting bored in study hall with a sugar high."
"Well that, but Ah think she has to establish that we, though we may have issues, are *not * just the angst ridden Satan worshiping whores that people seem to love to write us as."
"But didn't she once do that to?" asked Wanda, she was slightly confused.
"Yeah, but sugar rots the brain, and god knows, she is really out of ideas.
At that exact moment the phone rang. Rogue, whom appeared to have healed miraculously from her sudden fit of exhaustion got it. She still didn't get up all the way.
"Hello?" answered Rogue, wait, she asked. Whoa, I confused myself.
"Yes, this is V.C.P. Device, and I have a proportion for you," said V.C.P. Device.
"What is it? And who are you?"
"My boss, the very creepy guy you might have noticed driving after you for the last month~"
"Didn't Ah get rid of you when Ah called the cops? Do Ah need a lawyer to get rid of ya?"
"No, he's a big time record producer and he wants to have you release a CD."
Silence, then "what? Into the wild or something?"
"No, we think you would be a great band to have at our label."
"Wow, you really are a Very Convenient Plot Device."
"I know."
At that exact moment kit Kat bars rained from the sky and crushed the really annoying boy whose sitting next to me and reading over my shoulder. Yes I mean you stupid head. Ok, now I only have a second till the teacher comes. And you have bad breath to! A storm of mints came down and rained on him. And then my homework did itself. And I suddenly became fluent in Japanese. And I learned to spell. And my net access speeded up. And I now need to end this chapter before I get detention.
I also need to end this story to. The next one should have a little summary of whatever it is I wrote before this one that needs to be said. It should be something like, Stars Are Really All Hot Gas. Maybe.
I have discovered the way to write a fic no one will openly hate- make it funny, don't over load on angst, nothing serious, but make it slightly believable. And to under do, rather then over do, but still do accents.
Why am I still going????
Remember, I am just a smart Aleck, and slightly cynical 14 year old who cant spell. YOU HAVE TO HELP ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!
I counted, that 1,978 !'s. I need a new hobby. And some reviews.