Re: Last Day
02-29-2012, 02:29 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by Stickmeister.
Suddenly, BEARD MAN springs into action! He jumps from the window to save the man with surfboard hair!
He flies by flapping his beard and slowly descends from the building, safe from harm!
Your pretty awesome vision of what life should be like is very rudely interrupted by Beetle.
Throw a desk on top of it? You've pogo sticked down a hallway instead of hopping. Surely there is a much more unnecessary and comical thing you can throw out the window. And you've got just the idea...
"A piano? Why do you need a piano?"
"So do you have anyone special in your life?" La-La asks you.
As expected, images of Ted start coming to mind. The photo in your shirt burns.
"Yes." you tell her, "I did. But he's not with me any more."
"Oh! Oh, no, he's not dead or anything! No, nothing like that. I hope. He just disappeared one day and I've been waiting for him to return."
"Oh God okay holy crap I didn't want to bring up anything like that. I can never handle stories like that. They just make me cry! Hehe. So, um. You've been waiting for this guy to come back to you?"
"Yeah."
"How, um...I didn't want to ask this, but how do you know he's still alive?"
"I just know. The night before he left he gave me a photograph to keep and said he'll never forget me, and I woke up and he was just...gone. I feel like I'll run into him again someday. It's this feeling that I haven't let go of. I know that sounds crazy, but I'm not just going to give up hope!"
"No, no it's not crazy! It's kind of like that story of that lady and a sailor, and the lady waited for her lover after he set sail, and she waited on a cliff for years and years and never gave up hope. Or something like that."
"It's funny, though. I actually work with this guy who's a coder, who has a similar story to yours, except he's like the sailor in that story. He says he had to leave a life behind in Michigan and come here in order to protect a girl he was with for years! I cried quite a bit, but it was really romantic. He's a redhead with a crazy beard, so I call him Redbeard, but his name's Ted. I like giving nicknames to everyone. You should meet him, actually...what...what is that face you're making."
"Why are you making that face? Did I get the story wrong?"
"What are you doing?"
"Did I say something?"
"But what about--"
"But..."
"What about that held call..."
Dragon Fogel Wrote:>Quick! Jump out the window after it!
Suddenly, BEARD MAN springs into action! He jumps from the window to save the man with surfboard hair!
He flies by flapping his beard and slowly descends from the building, safe from harm!
Your pretty awesome vision of what life should be like is very rudely interrupted by Beetle.
Pick Yer Poison Wrote:> Quick! Throw a desk out on top of it! Lenny can just...take one for the team this time. It's what he would have wanted.
Throw a desk on top of it? You've pogo sticked down a hallway instead of hopping. Surely there is a much more unnecessary and comical thing you can throw out the window. And you've got just the idea...
"A piano? Why do you need a piano?"
"So do you have anyone special in your life?" La-La asks you.
As expected, images of Ted start coming to mind. The photo in your shirt burns.
"Yes." you tell her, "I did. But he's not with me any more."
"Oh! Oh, no, he's not dead or anything! No, nothing like that. I hope. He just disappeared one day and I've been waiting for him to return."
"Oh God okay holy crap I didn't want to bring up anything like that. I can never handle stories like that. They just make me cry! Hehe. So, um. You've been waiting for this guy to come back to you?"
"Yeah."
"How, um...I didn't want to ask this, but how do you know he's still alive?"
"I just know. The night before he left he gave me a photograph to keep and said he'll never forget me, and I woke up and he was just...gone. I feel like I'll run into him again someday. It's this feeling that I haven't let go of. I know that sounds crazy, but I'm not just going to give up hope!"
"No, no it's not crazy! It's kind of like that story of that lady and a sailor, and the lady waited for her lover after he set sail, and she waited on a cliff for years and years and never gave up hope. Or something like that."
"It's funny, though. I actually work with this guy who's a coder, who has a similar story to yours, except he's like the sailor in that story. He says he had to leave a life behind in Michigan and come here in order to protect a girl he was with for years! I cried quite a bit, but it was really romantic. He's a redhead with a crazy beard, so I call him Redbeard, but his name's Ted. I like giving nicknames to everyone. You should meet him, actually...what...what is that face you're making."
"Why are you making that face? Did I get the story wrong?"
"What are you doing?"
"Did I say something?"
"But what about--"
"But..."
"What about that held call..."