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Date Posted: 21:48:22 03/30/03 Sun
Author: KatieS
Subject: This was FOREVER ago but I never posted it....

Hey,
Some of you might remember that I tried to do a madlib around here a while ago, but no one did it but me... anyways, I wanted to show you what I came up with when I put the words in... if anyone is interested in doing another madlib, feel free to make one up and post it or ask me and I'll do it.

Once upon a time in the fluffy land of A-Walk-To-Remember-really-happens-but-nobody-dies, Landon and Jamie decided to go on a date. They were going to go twitching. Whilst they were writing on their bat, only one this time, something grew from the napkin! Jamie clunked to it and picked it up. She jumped on the slimy object without dancing with it. "Landon, come here, it's a pop bottle!" she exclaimed.

"What? A pop bottle?" Landon wondered. "Really?"

"It really is. Want to chase it?" she grinned.

"Sure, why not?" he answered. So they took the pop bottle back to their cloud and begun to trample it. "six hundred sixty-six," Landon muttered (AN: I'm sure Jamie was appalled... 666????). Jamie threw (something) at him. Then she set the pop bottle with their belongings and settled back against Landon. It was a rough evening (AN: Don't ask me). Paper would be frighteningly visible in about twenty-nine and a half hours. She wondered what they would *do* for twenty-nine and a half hours.

"What do we do now?" she asked Landon.

"Umm... I kind of want to kiss (AN: There's men for you...)," he answered. "But if you want to fly then that's okay too..."

Just then, Evil Belinda came wondering up behind them. "CRAP!" she exclaimed. "I found this movie, and I started watching it (AN: I did NOT do that on purpose, I swear!!), and it started licking (a lollipop), right? And then it galloped down and skied away!" (AN: I think Belinda seems a bit... er... mentally unstable...)

At this Landon rolled his bubble. "Belinda, there's a psychiatrist's office on the corner of Antidisestablishmentarianism street," he told her, his voice squishy.

"Really? Oh Goodie goodie two shoes!!!! I love those places!" she exclaimed. Then she hurried off to become the next keyboard lady. This of course, left Landon to drive with his toes.

THE END.
Yes, it *was* weird. So (noun) me.
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[> Hahaha! -- *Claire is AWTR Obsessed*, 19:31:18 04/04/03 Fri

Haha!! I am seriously laughing myself to death right now. At least I was a minute ago as I read your story. Belinda is mentally unstable anyway. Hahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!

byebyebye...

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[> [> LOL! I'm glad you liked it! See, that's what this board is for!!!! :) -- KatieS, 23:19:20 04/04/03 Fri

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