What's that sheep camera man? Am I ready for my close-up? Well,… - *~LIVEfrom theSTUDIO~*
|gummy_king||Sep. 13th, 2006 01:30 pm|
What's that sheep camera man?
Am I ready for my close-up?
Well, seeing as I just recovered from that horrific dog attack and hired a NEW HAIR STYLIST! Why yes. Yes I think I am.
N, A, you may take Bob now. I have found myself a KILLER stylist and his name is Anty. That's right, myself.
Why send a director's assistant to do a star's job?
I have discovered my fashionable talent.
p.s. I have broken both of Bob's legs so that he wont be able to whisk around your manor and serve you. Eat that!
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lucky for us anty... weee have a convaer belt. Our manor is so huge that bob use to use the electric scooters and teleporter machines anyway. The only difference now is He is UNique and you anty are plane old anty with sticky legs. who does legs anyway? now bob has no shaving troubles. Bob! jump in the N and A hover..lets have lunch in the Dining room for a change!
Oh p.s secretive A: i bought some fabulous pink fluff and fancy sparkles to decorate bob's mobility device. Personal transport is all the rage in hollywood. Makeover time girls!
he's so gonna fit into the manor perfectly with help from a feminin touch
N! What were you thinking??? Pink so doesn't go with my Persian rugs! And did you really have to put him in a tutu as well?
He already has gender issues.
I'm sorry, but I can't let you keep him. The rest of the slaves don't like him and pink really isn't his colour.
To the pound with him.
But the tutu is so cute! why can't i keep him? i want him! he's mine and if he wants to work for us instead of anty he can...*pout*
p.s: pink is the only colour apart from yellow that suits his completion and i bet you wouldn't want bob in a yellow tutu, it's socials suicide and horibble with your satan covers.
For gods sake, N! Is he even toilet trained?
I had to clean up vomited spaghetti-o's off of my laether sofa the other day and I'm more then a little sure that Bob was the cause. Unless it was you. In which case, vomit on your own sofa!
Anyway, he's kinda gross and too brain damaged to really help us out so give him back to Anty or shoot him already.
no i only eat the abc-spaghetti-o's. Director said he was partly toilet trained. but just to put him outside after having fluids. He is learning..yesterday he remembered to eat on your table that the 'antiques road show' supervisors said was worth millions for it's authentisity, instead of my barbie bean bag. I hate it when he vomits in my bean bag!
A! don't shoot! i can see that tinkle in your eye when you mean business. wipe the tinkle A!!!
I'll give you tinkle!
If you don't get him out of my mansion in 3....2...
I'm gonna shoot him, N!
Hey guys! whats cracking?
Mr diwector sir...are yowu okway?
That's the forth time I've shot the director this week.
Sorry, director. My finger slipped.
Oh, your finger is always slipping. It 'slips' when you accidently shoot me with the bow and arrow. It 'slips' when you accidently stab me nine times.
And anyway, this isn't about you! Or your magical slipping finger!
This is about me and my fab hairdo!
Oh, Anty. *sad sigh*
Anty, Anty, Anty...