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Date Posted: 04:57:06 05/01/03 Thu
Maddi, clad in her super-cool spy outfit, snapped her fingers just fine.
"Alfreado, bring me a notebook and a blue ink pen." she commanded.
The little dish of spaghetti sauce hurried to comply.
Chels, Chrissy, Fufu, and Mr. Kopas stared at Maddi strangely.
"Did she just order a dish of sauce to do her bidding?" Chrissy whispered to Chels, who nodded sadly, removing her shades (like the window).
"Is she mentally stable?" Mr. Kopas asked.
"We've always doubted that..." Fufu muttered.
"Look who's talkin'" Chels replied in her scary New York accent.
Maddi began to skip about the room, demanding people to give her their lunch...no, prank money.
Sirius held out several galleons.
"I can't take any from you, you're my alter-ego." Maddi told him.
"What's that supposed to mean?!" Sirius called.
At that moment, a giant hedgehog fell through the ceiling. Tara, Chels, Chrissy, and Maddi all squealed and dove for cover.
Several men wearing tall black boots shuffled out onto the screen and repeated an illegable message, with the words 'an apology' in the background.
Before they could announce their next sketch, a ture gangster burst through the door.
From under several armchairs, Maddi, Chrissy, Tara, and Chels chorused 'The Biship'!
A scary black and white intro flashed across the screen, frighteningly similar to an ancient Bond opening.
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