Wednesday, July 2, 2008

The Banana Prophecies.

Later, TimTam was terrified to discover that no one else had even seen the banana talking to him. Well, he wasn't crazy. The things the banana said were crazy. But he wasn't crazy.

Smallest Pox.

In retrospect, not washing his hands after handling the Smurf had been a very, very, very, very, very stupid choice.

I Never Did Forget What You Told Me.

During a lull in the party, O'Brien allowed himself just one quick glance. Anything more than that would have broken his heart. Sure, everyone loved the cheesy movie, but that's only because they didn't know what it was really like. Because they hadn't had to live through it.

Tuesday, July 1, 2008

Fawn of the Dead.

The split-second before Bambi and Anti-Bambi touched noses, Professor Garret thought: Oh God. Oh God, no, wait, what was I thinking? What have I done?! But by then it was too late.

The chain reaction had already started.


Let's just say that there was such a thing as Pride. And then maybe... too much Pride. And then? Then there was Frank and his onesie.

He Said He Loved My Personality.

It was nice being popular for once. Tammy had always wanted to know what it was like to be noticed by boys. Well, now she knew.

Spoiler Alert: He Never Paid The Rent He Owed.

[Sigh.] "Naw, dude, I was gonna hit the bank this morning but, like, you know, I woulda had to get up at like 9... and like shower and get ready... I just wasn't feelin it, man. But I'll totally get you the rent check by like tomorrow at the latest. No worries. I just like-- like honestly? I just need like a day to myself, you know? I got a lot on my plate right now. Shit's crazy."

Always Chew Your Food.

Maryanne tried to play it off and quickly get into the water before Paul could notice that she'd actually pooped herself by accident while laughing at his joke.

Judgement Dayjob.

John Connor reloaded and threw himself behind the nearest filing cabinet. Even here, he thought. Even here at a temp job, they can still find me. What if he couldn't stop this one?

The Not-so-Secret Garden.

The worst part was that none of the students felt like they understood puberty any better than when she'd started the impromptu Sex Ed lesson.