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Word By; TimidBookworm: hullabaloo
"Hey Donnie, what's all the hullabloo about?" Mikey demanded as he, once again, waltzed right into my lab.
"Mike, do you ever knock?" I demanded as I picked myself off the floor only to fall back down again at once as the table that had landed on my shell refused to move.
"Sometimes" he defended himself as he bent down and pulled at the same time I pushed,successfully lifting off the debris "you know, when there aren't explosions coming from my bro's room."
"I"ll keep that in mind" I muttered as I began going about and straightening up my partially destroyed space. It was only as I started to dust off the first of the flown away papers did I turn to my baby brothers back and his first words finally registered. "Hullabloo? Mikey, have you been watching those British Isles Weeks again?"
"So what if I have" he demanded "its good to know about foreign nations."
"I agree, just not necessarily there movie stars."
I love this word, and it always makes me think of the Disney movie Tarzan