In the Car-pool Lane
I don't own yugioh..... just to be safe I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh Ok this is my first fic and I know it really sucks, But I'm gonna put it up here any way. /hair/ light to dark \\gel\\ dark to light ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~ Yugi is on a talk show in and is being interviewed by the host. Host: so yugi, how do you get your hair like that?
Yugi: its natural. *Switches to yami*
Yami: no its not! We have to use like 5 and a half jars of gel a day! Host: what brand hair gel do you use?
Yami: it's called 'control freak' (don't own) from uhhh. Some brand. *Switches back*
Host: ok, next question. Since you are technically two people, could you drive in the car-pool lane by your self and not get a ticket? Yugi: uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.. I never tried that. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~ Yugi is driving a car down the highway in the car-pool lane. He hears sirens and gets pulled over by a cop.
Yugi: can I help you with something officer?
Cop: how old are you son?
Yugi: fithte- I mean seventeen. ^_^;;
Cop: *hiding a laugh* sure you are. Can I see your license then?
Yami: \\ why don't I take over. I look older\\
Yugi: /good idea. The cop wants to see our license/
yami: *switches with Yugi*sure you can see my license... can I borrow a piece of paper? *takes piece of paper and scribbles a fake license on it*
Cop: this doesn't look like you.
yami: *looks a fake license* oh. Sorry that's my light. *scribbles some more and gives it back to the cop*
Cop: ok son. I'm bringing you in for under age driving, faking a license, and we haven't even gotten to the fact that you were in the car-pool lane with no one else in the car.
yami: but I'm two people! Really! Besides, you can't arrest the pharaoh of Egypt.
Cop: maybe I should bring you to the insane asylum instead.
Yugi: /smooth yami. That was real smooth T_T/
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~ yes it dose suck doesn't it.
Oh well. R&R please
I don't own yugioh..... just to be safe I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh Ok this is my first fic and I know it really sucks, But I'm gonna put it up here any way. /hair/ light to dark \\gel\\ dark to light ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~ Yugi is on a talk show in and is being interviewed by the host. Host: so yugi, how do you get your hair like that?
Yugi: its natural. *Switches to yami*
Yami: no its not! We have to use like 5 and a half jars of gel a day! Host: what brand hair gel do you use?
Yami: it's called 'control freak' (don't own) from uhhh. Some brand. *Switches back*
Host: ok, next question. Since you are technically two people, could you drive in the car-pool lane by your self and not get a ticket? Yugi: uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.. I never tried that. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~ Yugi is driving a car down the highway in the car-pool lane. He hears sirens and gets pulled over by a cop.
Yugi: can I help you with something officer?
Cop: how old are you son?
Yugi: fithte- I mean seventeen. ^_^;;
Cop: *hiding a laugh* sure you are. Can I see your license then?
Yami: \\ why don't I take over. I look older\\
Yugi: /good idea. The cop wants to see our license/
yami: *switches with Yugi*sure you can see my license... can I borrow a piece of paper? *takes piece of paper and scribbles a fake license on it*
Cop: this doesn't look like you.
yami: *looks a fake license* oh. Sorry that's my light. *scribbles some more and gives it back to the cop*
Cop: ok son. I'm bringing you in for under age driving, faking a license, and we haven't even gotten to the fact that you were in the car-pool lane with no one else in the car.
yami: but I'm two people! Really! Besides, you can't arrest the pharaoh of Egypt.
Cop: maybe I should bring you to the insane asylum instead.
Yugi: /smooth yami. That was real smooth T_T/
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~ yes it dose suck doesn't it.
Oh well. R&R please