THE SHITTIEST WEEK THAT YOU COULD BELIEVE… WELL, ALMOST... AND GOODBYE...

A/N: Hmmm… maybe I should start making my titles more to do with the actual story… well anyway, there are only a few words that could be used to describe my week. Here's one of them. Shit. It sucked. I was sick off school till Friday (with one of my friends bitching the whole time behind my back that I was faking it… well, she's a pretty shit friend anyway). And the day I came back, we had an English assignment due, a math test (which I probably got like a level 3 on) science stuff due, a swimming assessment (although that was easy) and I also found out we have to do an in class essay on Australian Icons for S&E. Not to mention that music stuff we have to do…The reason I haven't written anything on the weekend is… I've…kinda replaced you all with a machine… but AWL is so good! I got it on Thursday, and until today, have been literally using all my spare time on it (I've played it for 30+ hours now). Well, without further ado…

"Dear people of Mineral Town" Ann read.

"





"…What the hell was all of that?" Gray asked.

"I dunno…" said Elli, wondering if the new couple had lost sanity from Manna's ebil (with a b) lecture.

"Oh, I get that!" chirped Popuri.

"Look, it's written in MS Outlook" she said. She brought out an extremely high-tech laptop and scanned the not onto it. The new note read as:

"We have decided we would rather go live somewhere else than listen to Manna's ridiculously long lectures on the youth of today while we write this note on the computer we bought about 6 hours into it naked, after just being sprung by the whole town. We have decided to go live with my stinky hobo friend Murray in a place we'd rather not say the name of in fear of being followed. Please do not look in the second drawer of the bedside table where there is a piece of paper stating the exact location of us is. If you do, I'll be slightly upset. You've been warned.

Sincerely,

Karen and Jack."

Everyone stared at the pink haired dumb arse in disbelief.

"Popuri… how the fuck did you know all that?" Zack finally asked.

"Oh, that's one of the easiest to remember computer texts used", she said simply.

"B-b-but… you're supposed to be dumb!" exclaimed Cliff. Ann looked over at him funnily.

Popuri stared blankly at him for a moment.

"… I like chickens" she finally said. After staring blankly at her for a moment, Ann started thinking.

"Hmm... that name, Murray? It sounds very familiar…" she said, one eye squinted in concentration.

"Wait a minute… that's it! Karen once told me about him! She once gave him 100G to get back to Po Po valley… although she said he never went, but that the lazy bastard stayed in Forget-Me-Not Valley… that's it! They've gone to Forget-Me-Not Valley!" she exclaimed.

"Ok everyone! Let's go to Forget-Me-Not Valley!" Thomas exclaimed. Everyone just stared at him.

"Umm, Mr. Mayor? Why would we bother going all the fucking way to Forget-Me-Not Valley just to find Karen and Jack, who are probably happier staying there anyway?" May asked.

"Well, tell me, anyone, do you have anything better to do?" complete silence filled the room. Rick opened his mouth to talk, but then closed it. Zack scratched his head, Basil scratched his arse, and everything was silent.

"I thought not" said the human tomato triumphantly.

"To the valley of the freaks it is" aid Kappa, as he opened the door.

Ok, well, that was weird.



GAFFer: Everyone's entitled to their own opinion. I didn't know you could report on this site… well good on you, I probably deserve it! Thanks for reviewing!

jack-t-man: Your welcome. Thanks for the review!

GeneralDragon: You serious? Wow. You is OLD! Thanks again.

Abby Mayhem: Are you serious? I don't know why people like this, it's really bad. I mean, come on, it has no real plot, corny jokes, too much cussing, it's stupid! Actually, I was thinking of quitting writing. Should I? Thanks for reviewing!

See ya all later… no, I won't. I don't know why, but I've decided I'll probably delete this story and quit this site. Do not ask me why, because I honestly don't know. I'll leave it up for another week.

Bye… for forever probably. Hmfarm. If you don't know what that means, find out. Goodbye! (tries to fade away like Cartman does in SP).