Gibberish

Hoya all out adoring fans! Guess who's back......back again. Well its not really hard actually but oooooooooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh well. Guess what!! Were very hyper!! So this should be a good chap peeps! Or maybe were too hyper to write and it will just be incredibly stupid. More likely the second, o well. Read! Enjoy! Review! And give us money! Ok fine you don't have to give us money ................................but it would be good!........................I'm poor. Pity me. I have the flu. Jenny can't afford a bath. She smells. She just hit me on the head for that. Sorry. I'll shut up now shall I so you can read.

WE don't own sweep, it own us.................didgerdoooooooooooo! (this phrase is copyrighted by us though!!!!! Use it and die! DIE! DIE!!!!! Or "the" in German. Lol I'm hyper.

Gibberish (named well, its what we speak so well)

Morgan

"I'm bored." I said.

"yes we know you've said it 50 times now" Hunter pointed out.

"And yet I'm still bored" I glared at him.

"Hey its not my fault!" I continued to glare.

"I'm going to hide in a corner." Hunter went away. To hide in a corner. I think. Woo Hoo! Awww now I have nobody to glare at, I liked glaring at him, it was fun. Getting offs funner though.....must not think, bad, I'm in glaring mood.

"I GIVE UP! I CAN'T DO IT!!" ooooooo fun Hunter went to Cal's corner! Awww there not fighting, not so fun.

"Just sound the dam word out!" Oooo he is fighting with him! Slash teaching him how to read, huh, odd.

"Fine. Ah-fffff."

"NO! If! If!"

"Af?"

"If for fucks sake if! You can say it normally when your not reading! Just say if!"

"Ahh.....ffffff"

"Why do I even try?" he sighed "Why do you do this to me? First you were born, then you tried to kill my girlfriend (who happened to be your girlfriend at the time but that's not important) and now you cant say if! Moron help me out here." He looked at me. Huh? Did he call me.........nah couldn't be.

"What?" I asked

"Um I mean Morgan help me out here."

"Hell no! Your on your own there."

"Fuck this! I'll find a corner that's Cal free!" he went into the next corner. Sat down. Then very quickly stood up agen.

"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?"

"That's the pigeons corner. Leave him alone! How would you like it if he sat on you!" I said, the and the pigeon were good friends now.

"Oh great, my girlfriend loves a pigeon more than me." He went to an empty corner to sulk. Man hes moody.

"I'm still bored!" I said now righteously pissed off.

"Wanna go to the museum?" Robbie suggested.

"Yeah fine" I went off after giving Hunter one last glare in his corner.

"Don't you love me any more" He sent me as a witch message. Awwww he looks so sweet and pathetic in his corner. Awww so sad. Man I need a less pathetic boyfriend. Aww but he looks so sweet!

"Aww course I do! I just like glaring at you, its fun." I sent back. He contemplated this. Wow I just said contemplated. In my head and nobody heard it.

"Ok then fair nuf."

"Contemplated" Someone had to hear my moment of wisdom!

"Er Robbie, I think she ate a dictionary this morning instead of pop tarts, cruel joke Sky's, dictionary in the pop tart box......anyway beware shell say more posh words until it wares off."

"Anti-disastablishmentareism ." I said

"Was that a word?" Robbie asked

"I don't know"

"Meaning- to rebel against the government. Dumbass." I said man I feel smart!

"Wow. We have a walking talking dictionary!" Hunter said

"Imagine what we could get on e-bay for this!" Robbie had an amazed look on his face, you could almost see the little dollar signs in is eyes like on cartoons! WE started walking to the museum. 5 minutes later.

"Hey!"

"Huh?" he looked confused

"E-bay."

"Oh Sorry thinking out loud" He looked disappointed.

"Lets just go inside."

"Go, verb, to go...."

"Shut up. Now. Before a blunt object manages to somehow come into contact with your head!"

"Sorry! I can't help it!" I said "Blunt, adjective.."

"Stop!" I tried hard....

"Nope I cant stop this!"

"Fine I'll go on my own." Aww poor Robbie.

"Fine! Ill go somewhere away then!" I turned round and started briskly walking, dramatically. Ouch! Only to walk into a lamppost. Its ok he's already inside the museum I'll just keep walking like nothing happened. Ouch! I tried to get up and hit my head on the bin attached to the lamppost! This isn't fair! I have a sore head now.

Then my phone started ringing. Huh? I don't have a mobile phone. Weird. I do now.

"Morgan."

"Yellow, speaking."

"Go to this house, (he said an address)"

"Oki docky!" I hung up and went to the house.