Ziggy's Corner: Chapter 8! Dimitri is up!

DIMITRI

Dimitri, Dimitri, Dimitri! His fashion sense comes from a dung beetle who had too much sugar and threw up all over the place!

"What is this hip talk about dissing my threads and style?" Dimitri barked. "I am the hip hop, razzle dazzle god of the fashion, the master of the police of style! Why diss me like that, bro?"

Dimitri, Dimitri, Dimitri! He's allergic to cats, and thinks that art from the new style consists of toilet paper and sea taffy!

"Are you mad, man? Kitty cats and sea taffy? What in the bling is this taffy from the sea? And why the talk of the little meow cats? Dimitri is not allergic to anything but bad fashion, bro, and right now you are giving him a major rash in the tussie with this talk of bad taste!"

Dimitri, Dimitri, Dimitri! He thinks that women think he's hot and sexy, but they really laugh at him behind his back!

Dimitri shot to his feet, his fist fuming with anger. "That is an outrageous lie, the ladies dig my fashion! They flock to my mastery of poetry and the suit of swimming. The angels all flock and plot to get me into the hip hop fashion, the use of trickery to see a glimpse of hippness and total bling of heaven that this rad dude has!"

Dimitri, Dimitri, Dimitri! He thinks he's smart, and clever, but really he has no idea what the words he uses mean!

"I do to!" the lizard snapped.

So what do they mean then?

Dimitri attempted to explain what they meant, but only stumbled time and time again. "It does not matter what they mean, only that they totally express the total meaning of what it is to be this radical dude! Bling, shining, poppy dance!"

Poppy dance?

"Well, that's er. I mean …," Dimitri grumbled and sat back into his chair.

I have no idea what you are talking about!

"I have my own words, and you have yours, bro! What's wrong? Can't we all get along in the house?"

Dimitri, Dimitri, Dimitri! He's so weird because his father and mother are brother and sister!

"WHAT? MY MOTHER AND FATHER ARE NO WHERE NEAR BELONGING TO THE SAME RELATION, YO!"

Dimitri, Dimitri, Dimitri! His parents never married!

"YES THEY DID!"

You said they weren't related!

"But they did marry, they just weren't brother and sister!" Dimitri snapped.

Dimitri, Dimitri, Dimitri! He's a space alien whom his parent's had no choice to adopt, least they lose their farm!

"What is this talk of green men and the farms of cows? I'm from the French! I am hip and bling! My parents were both like my grandfather!"

Dimitri, Dimitri, Dimitri! He pushes cows in farm yards for fun!

"NO I DON'T!"

Then why is that army of angry, cannibal cows are standing right behind you?

Dimitri frowned and looked behind him in time to see crazy, cannibal cows glare at him evilly. "So ya like to push cows when you think we're not looking, huh?" a massive bull growled. "Well, we'll show you, you snot!"

And now you know Dimitri! He get's his fashion sense from dung beetles, thinks new arts are full of sea taffy, women laugh at him behind his back, and his parent's had to adopt him, or he'd burn their farm to the ground with his heat vision. Not to mention he's getting his ass handed to him by crazy, cannibal, cows!

"Mad Cow Disease, they have mad cow disease!" Dimitri cried.

It comes from cows eating cows! Why else would they be, crazy cannibal cows!

That's it! Up next is Neyla/ Clock-La! Hope your having fun! This chapter was really challenging because I wasn't sure how to make Dimitri talk. LOL, kind of like Bentley in the pirate level, trying to communicate with him. Anyway chappie 9 is next!