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Tiffany: Rose, write a story.
Rose: You start.
Tiffany: No
Rose: Yes
Tiffany: Once upon a time... go.
Rose: There lived a
Tiffany: man named Sir Applewax. He
Rose: had a lovely
Tiffany: servant named
Rose: Hyacinth.
Tiffany: She was very
Rose: studious.
Tiffany: In fact,
Rose: she couldn't even concentrate on
Tiffany: her menial duties because she was so interested in reading physics books, especially
Rose: A Brief History of Time by Stephen Hawking, her
Tiffany: hero and mentor. He had once
Rose: appeared on an episode of The Simpsons, catapulting him to
Tiffany: superstardom, and had many
Rose: wives.
Tiffany: Hyacinth wanted to
Rose: become famous also, preferably because of her
Tiffany: mindblowing abilities to explain string theory. In order to accomplish this,
Rose: she had to use elaborate mathematical proofs only understood by
Tiffany: the only other true string theorist,
Rose: Isaac Newton, unfortunately long dead. Therefore,
Tiffany: she had to find some other way to gain fame. She turned to
Rose: a devious life of
Tiffany: sucking up to grumpy old men like Sir Applewax who
Rose: just happened to be richer than God.
Tiffany: However, Hyacinth's disregard for her chores were
Tiffany: (was, rather)
Rose: (thanks) so disgraceful that
Tiffany: Sir Applewax turned her out of his gilded mansion and
Rose: (look at sephiroth373's buddy info, the kid needs to be cheered up somehow) into the streets
Tiffany: (um, ok) that were full of unfortunate people like herself. Hyacinth didn't know what to do and                  lamented
Rose: ceaselessly, infuriating those around her who knew everything was her fault.
Tiffany: Finally growing utterly sick of Hyacinth's wallowing, they decided to
Rose: maim her severely
Tiffany: (yeah, sephiroth definitely needs some cheering up) with the only weapons they could get their
            hands on --
Rose: cold, dead, slimy fish.
Tiffany: Wielding their lethal fish, the mob closed in menacingly on Hyacinth. She
Rose: shrieked in fear, begging for mercy
Tiffany: but the crowd was relentless. Too long had they suffered in silence whilst Hyacinth tormented
            their ears. Now,
Rose: the time had come for them to take their revenge.
Tiffany: With one last pathetic plea, Hyacinth
Rose: covered her face with her hands, moaning, "No... not the quarks... please not the quarks..."
Tiffany: Suddenly, above the chaos rang an unfamiliar voice. Lo! It was
Rose: God.
Tiffany: He filled the masses with dread as he spoke,
Rose: but Hyacinth was the most terrified of all
Tiffany: because she had
Rose: wet herself.
Tiffany: And she was so mortified by this that she completely missed God's message.
Rose: This, of course, was most unfortunate for Hyacinth, because
Tiffany: the message included instructions directed at her on how to spread the word about string theory.
            Hyacinth
Rose: since she had missed the point, started asking the still-angry mob what she was supposed to do.
Tiffany: And they now filled with God's peace, told her that she should
Rose: channel her positive energy in order to
Tiffany: (haha, I just got that they were still angry)
Rose: (yeah, that's ok. I just wanted her to be beaten with fishes)
Tiffany: reach Nirvana. Hyacinth sighed loudly and told them that that wasn't her question. She
Rose: soon concluded that the crowd lacked the cosmetological expertise to assist her in discovering her
         mission.
Rose: (yes, that t was intentional)
Tiffany: (heh ok) Peeved with her once more, the mob, with dead fishes still firmly in hand,
Rose: turned on her with one accord, ready to beat the living daylights out of her with their dangerous
        weapons
Tiffany: of mass destruction. Hyacinth felt a sickening sense of deja vu, though it could have been the
            stench of the fish that turned her stomach as well. As she laid upon the ground in the fetal
            position, emitting wounded noises,
Rose: she suddenly recalled a vitally important fact.
Tiffany: She could communicate telepathically with
Rose: these long dead fish by means of
Tiffany: (I have no idea!)
Rose: (haha, Bill's talking to me in Spanish and Chris is trying to speak French. Oh the craziness)
Tiffany: Heehee
Tiffany: (I mean, heehee)
Rose: (hahaha)