Stupid, stupid notepad. I can't add italics so please don't mind the lack of expression. It's not my fault I swear!!
Anywayz, this is my third chapter I really hope you like it. By the way, Hershell might start biting if nobody reviews soon! Cmon people! I want a full inbox by tomorrow!
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Disclaimer: See chap. numero uno! (I'm not violating any rules am I? Do we have to put it on EVERY SINGLE CHAPTER?!?!)
On with the story!
Narrator: It was a dark and stormy night. A dark, stormy night.......
Hershell: Aw shut up already!
Gerbil 2: EGADS! PROFANITY!! (Mumbles) Hear no evil, see no evil...
Webster: Where did the monkeys come from?
Shirley: Holey canolie! Monkeys!
GUinea Pig: Ya know, I've been thinking, I want a name.
Gerbil 2: NOO! Don't leave me! DON'T LEAVE ME! I'm the only one without a name! YOU CAN'T ABANDON ME!
Gerbil 5: Don't worry, I don't have a name either.
Gerbil 2: Ya, but you're dead. You don't count.
Webster: I know! Let's name you Pistachio!
Guinea Pig: NO WAY! I'm allergic to pistachios!
Webster: For God's sakes, Pistachio, I was talking to Gerbil Five.
Pistachio: No! Not the pistachios!
Hershell: It's alright, little fella, I'm allergic to pistachos too.
Pistachio: Really?
Hershell: You're not supposed to say that! NARRATOR! YOU'RE INTERFERING WITH THE STORY!
Pistachio: How come I have a stupid name and you guys don't?
Shirley: Excuse me?
Webster: I want a pet koala.
Shirley: I don't even know what a pistachio is.
Gerbil 2: SHH! You're giving our readers (assuming there are any) the impression that all gerbils are stupid!
Shirley: Don't be absured. Just because I don't know what a pistachio is doesn't make me stupid.
Gerbil 2: Well, that's not all of it...
Webster: I would name my pet koala Hingy-Pingy.
Pistachio: THAT'S IT! HINGY-PINGY!
Hershell: What about it?
Pistachio: THAT'S MY NAME!
Hershell: No, it's not. It's Pistachio.
Webster: I see what you're doing. You're trying to steal my koala's name!
Gerbil 2: Koala? WHERE?!
Hershell: WILSONNNNNNN!
Shirley: Koala's eat gerbils, you know.
Webster: Don't be absured. Of course they don't.
Shirley: Ya, I know.
Pistacho: You confuse me.
Gerbil 2: I just thought of something!
Shirley: *Gasp* You can ThInK?!
Hershell: Stop, drop and roll cuz you've just been BURNED!
Gerbil 2: PUH-LEEZ! You guys are a bunch of two-year-olds.
Hershell: Actually, I don't know how old I am.
Gerbil 2: So as I was saying, I just thought of something.
Shirley: *Gasp* You can ThInK?!
Hershell: Stop, drop and roll cuz you've just been BURNED!
Gerbil 2: For goodness sake just listen! I have realized something. We are extremely deprived.
Webster: And why is that?
Gerbil 2: WE CAN'T HAVE BATHS!
Pistachio: EW! WE SMELL LIKE $#!^
Gerbil 2: Thats not the point! No bath means NO RUBBER DUCKY!
Hershell: No rubber ducky?!? HOW WILL WE LIVE? WILLLLLSOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNN!
Shirley: Hmm, I'm going to start randomly cheering. HUZZAH! HUZZAH!
Pistachio: That's it, little mans. You guys are CRA-ZZY!
Webster: Little MEN. You mean little MEN.
Shirley: We're not men anyway.
Hershell: Oh ya, that's right. You're female.
Shirley: NO! I'm a gerbil!
Hershell: You go on thinking that..
Shirley: you are too!
Gerbil 2: Narrator, do us all a favor and end the chapter NOW!
Narrator: Rightio!
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So that's it folks! I know I know, I'm slipping! I need suggestions! PLEASE! REVIEW!
Anywayz, this is my third chapter I really hope you like it. By the way, Hershell might start biting if nobody reviews soon! Cmon people! I want a full inbox by tomorrow!
*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*
Disclaimer: See chap. numero uno! (I'm not violating any rules am I? Do we have to put it on EVERY SINGLE CHAPTER?!?!)
On with the story!
Narrator: It was a dark and stormy night. A dark, stormy night.......
Hershell: Aw shut up already!
Gerbil 2: EGADS! PROFANITY!! (Mumbles) Hear no evil, see no evil...
Webster: Where did the monkeys come from?
Shirley: Holey canolie! Monkeys!
GUinea Pig: Ya know, I've been thinking, I want a name.
Gerbil 2: NOO! Don't leave me! DON'T LEAVE ME! I'm the only one without a name! YOU CAN'T ABANDON ME!
Gerbil 5: Don't worry, I don't have a name either.
Gerbil 2: Ya, but you're dead. You don't count.
Webster: I know! Let's name you Pistachio!
Guinea Pig: NO WAY! I'm allergic to pistachios!
Webster: For God's sakes, Pistachio, I was talking to Gerbil Five.
Pistachio: No! Not the pistachios!
Hershell: It's alright, little fella, I'm allergic to pistachos too.
Pistachio: Really?
Hershell: You're not supposed to say that! NARRATOR! YOU'RE INTERFERING WITH THE STORY!
Pistachio: How come I have a stupid name and you guys don't?
Shirley: Excuse me?
Webster: I want a pet koala.
Shirley: I don't even know what a pistachio is.
Gerbil 2: SHH! You're giving our readers (assuming there are any) the impression that all gerbils are stupid!
Shirley: Don't be absured. Just because I don't know what a pistachio is doesn't make me stupid.
Gerbil 2: Well, that's not all of it...
Webster: I would name my pet koala Hingy-Pingy.
Pistachio: THAT'S IT! HINGY-PINGY!
Hershell: What about it?
Pistachio: THAT'S MY NAME!
Hershell: No, it's not. It's Pistachio.
Webster: I see what you're doing. You're trying to steal my koala's name!
Gerbil 2: Koala? WHERE?!
Hershell: WILSONNNNNNN!
Shirley: Koala's eat gerbils, you know.
Webster: Don't be absured. Of course they don't.
Shirley: Ya, I know.
Pistacho: You confuse me.
Gerbil 2: I just thought of something!
Shirley: *Gasp* You can ThInK?!
Hershell: Stop, drop and roll cuz you've just been BURNED!
Gerbil 2: PUH-LEEZ! You guys are a bunch of two-year-olds.
Hershell: Actually, I don't know how old I am.
Gerbil 2: So as I was saying, I just thought of something.
Shirley: *Gasp* You can ThInK?!
Hershell: Stop, drop and roll cuz you've just been BURNED!
Gerbil 2: For goodness sake just listen! I have realized something. We are extremely deprived.
Webster: And why is that?
Gerbil 2: WE CAN'T HAVE BATHS!
Pistachio: EW! WE SMELL LIKE $#!^
Gerbil 2: Thats not the point! No bath means NO RUBBER DUCKY!
Hershell: No rubber ducky?!? HOW WILL WE LIVE? WILLLLLSOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNN!
Shirley: Hmm, I'm going to start randomly cheering. HUZZAH! HUZZAH!
Pistachio: That's it, little mans. You guys are CRA-ZZY!
Webster: Little MEN. You mean little MEN.
Shirley: We're not men anyway.
Hershell: Oh ya, that's right. You're female.
Shirley: NO! I'm a gerbil!
Hershell: You go on thinking that..
Shirley: you are too!
Gerbil 2: Narrator, do us all a favor and end the chapter NOW!
Narrator: Rightio!
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So that's it folks! I know I know, I'm slipping! I need suggestions! PLEASE! REVIEW!