| Chapter Five- A Blah Story Blah -Written by Lady Blah (it's not supposed to make sense.) This is the story of nothing. "Why are you writing about nothing?" you ask, well, i dont know, so dont bother bugging me about it. Anyway, in the time before land, there was only time and not land. Our main character in this time of nothingness is called Silly-moong. Silly-moong was a happy child until he became a man. Then, when he was minus fifty zones young, he decided to form. It was a long process and im not gonna get into the nitty gritty details... Silly-moong had a friend called Milly-soong. She was his bestest and worserest friend ever. Well, i would say 'friends', but, you know, they dont believe me, even though they dont know me and they arent even real, but anyway, once the chocolate people arrived, there was no interupting the bleeding car. The moral of this paragraph is NEVER, EVER, go home. Percy wasnt able to see through the window but he could guess. He proposed there was no-one inside but there was a chair for sitting in, as strange as that may sound. The chair knew Percy was outside so he stood still. He wasnt letting the door get away with it this time. But nobody was able to reach percy in time to tell him his lunch wasnt in there. Too late, he was spralled on the mustard looking floor with hunger pains in a jiffy. Mmm...jiffy. Why is it that nothing is always something. Something may never make sense unless your under the influence. The influence of *something*. Then we all go quietly mad in a very loud way. Through the trap door in our "brains". Ooooh yeah, thats the stuff. When i grow up, im gonna be just like you - stupid. And thats the way i like it so dont try and change me or you'll be sorry that you ever went over to that thing hanging on the wall. The blah which Silly-moong had eaten tomorrow was only small, nobody would ever know. He knew he shouldn't have eaten it, and that it was my blah, but, you just cant resist blah when the opportunity arises. So i went the whole tomorrow without my blah, and here i am relating a whole load of letters typed on a page in my computer box land. You see, i am Milly-soong. Silly-moong took my blah away and i may never get it back, unless he regurgitates it, in which case, i wont want it back. So if by reading this story you have lost brain cells or even just precious time, blame Silly-moong. I realise that it is actually your problem if you found this interesting enough to actually get up to this part of my nothingness but, Silly-moong deserves any punishment he can get. Poor Silly-moong you say? Well, excuse me if i didnt get my un-daily blah tomorrow! Yet Percy wasnt about to give up. He pounced onto the next toy train to pass by and in an instant was able to bring a large bubble of air to the surface of the water. I yelled at him but he couldnt hear me, as his ears were full of crumbs from a sandwich i ate the day before. I had to tell him where his lunch was somehow...then i found a stick. His skin was so shiny, just like polyester girl's, so i found it hard to poke him without thinking i was destroying something. But he looked up at me and spoke blank words. "Thats more like it" i said. I pointed the stick in the direction of his lunch and he zoomed to find it. Eventually i had to just give him a new dindins, he cant even find the air in front of his face without going around in circles trying to eat his gills. Damn his 3 second goldfish memory. New arnots goldfish! Yeah, anyway, the day was long and the people even longer. So, like any other person, i went to visit. Visit is the most amazing place in the history of wo-man. It has a clock, i mean, how crazy is that?! To be continued... ...Being continued If the elephants are so special, why is it their ivory that is wanted? And what is that fly doing on its bottom? La lala.....lala....right here, right now. Blah, coming soon to a cimema near you. Something, is the essence of other things. And other things are the essence of blah. qwertyuiopasdfghjklzxcvbnmqpwoeirutyalskdjfhgzmxncbv. Now, when Muldy and Scluldy went shopping, they realised that the moon was full. So they howled like warewolves. It was funny. The typo monkeys were also at the shops so they ggjjdgacsaantegbgjnd thdehndhj tdbhey didgnjybt... |