Thursday, November 01, 2007


All right, this is one of my favorite games. I start a story- you continue it in the comments! It can be wacky, zany or otherwise fun and you have to leave off at some very exciting part. Excellent!

All right, here is the cast of characters you have to work with; you can assume they are all in their twenties or so and they are all quite smart:

Muffins (A highly intelligent male who is wicked at debate, intensely logical and destroys people with his tongue and his sarcasm)

The Devil (An extremely interesting female who is also an excellent debater, but her style is very different. She's a charismatic speaker, uses passion and emphasis to get her points across but can deal very well with sarcastic people and give it right back. She's carrying a law book.)

The Vindictive Little Pixie (A highly studious, diligent and artistic female. Her clothes reflect this, especially the beautiful, colorful and sparkly Israeli bag she carries at all times. She's incredible at drawing and prefers portraits to landscapes.)

The Lady Dragon (A zany female with a more serious side. She loves English, Judaic Studies and dancing in the rain.)

Brown (Extremely amiable, amicable, fun-loving and chilled male. Smart, definitely delves into the interesting side of Judaic Studies and holds some novel opinions.)

Lightman (This male is brilliant at music, Tanakh, Aggadata and just about anything Jewish. It's his passion and talent for music and his uncanny photographic memory- especially in terms of texts and sources- that set him apart.)

Sorceress (This female is always up for trying new experiences. She's a creative writer who always carries a beautiful journal on her. She's an avid reader- anything from teen lit to fantasy or dark mythology is on her radar. Smart and fun to be around.)

Hitman (This male is always up for protecting the people he cares about. He holds some highly controversial opinions and takes really good care of his friends. Excellent command of history with a particular focus, for the moment, on architecture.)

Taz (Taz is a gentleman. Courteous to everyone, always aware of the little things that make people happy, Taz is the kind of person who will hand you a bar of chocolate out of nowhere after you have had an especially bad day- knowing that that is your favorite thing in the world. Very considerate and attentive to other people.)

The Golden-Haired Girl (Beautiful and strong person- in fact, so strong that sometimes people forget to focus on what she needs. A giver by nature. Excellent at understanding other people and interested in hearing what they have to say.)

Colorseer (An empath, someone who is able to understand other people and feed off of their emotions, whether they be positive or negative. Sometimes shy, people most often see him in his loud, happy, highly enthused mood. Someone who cares very much about other people.)

All right, everyone. The story begins very simply:

One fine day in November, Muffins, The Devil, The Vindictive Little Pixie, The Lady Dragon, Brown, Lightman, Sorceress, Hitman, Taz, The Golden-Haired Girl and Colorseer met one another, completely by chance while walking about Manhattan. Hitman was ostensibly there because he had gotten lost on his way to a jazz club in Harlem. This made Muffins laugh. Lady Dragon had been trying to find a public Alcoholics Anonymous meeting (even though she isn't an alcoholic) for purposes of observation and her friend The Golden-Haired Girl had decided to aid her in this endeavor (simply to be kind.) When Taz found out about this ludicrous plan, he decided he needed to accompany them for purposes of safety in numbers and Lightman, who had formerly escorted them on numerous subway rides to dangerous places, came along for the ride. The Vindictive Little Pixie had decided to go shopping for another pair of rainboots, since hers had been hijacked by Lady Dragon. Sorceress met her on the way and they fell into a conversation about art. Colorseer had come downtown to attend a session about informal education in Judaism at Cardozo. He stepped inside the building to encounter Brown, who was there on official business. They chatted for a bit and Brown pointed Colorseer in the direction of the correct room. As Colorseer was walking to his room, he overheard a passionate diatribe about battered women, and being a caring person by nature, stopped because he was interested by the subject. Since he still had a few minutes before his lecture would begin, he decided to slip into the room (obviously unnoticeable in his white attire) and pretend to be a law student. Having accomplished this, he happened to see The Devil attentively listening and absorbing the information presented to her. At this point in time, Lightman, The Golden-Haired Girl, Lady Dragon and Taz realized that the Alcoholics Anonymous meeting was taking place at Cardozo as well, so they too headed off to meet somewhere there. Sorceress and the Vindictive Little Pixie were hungry, as were Muffins and Hitman, and since Cardozo was close by, they decided to stop by the cafeteria therein.

All right, now it's up to you.....I want entertaining dialogue and otherwise ludicrous conversation.

Bring it on!


the apple said...

Gee, I wonder who they all are ... ;)

Too many characters, but I'm interested to see where other ppl take it.

Oh, and we have a game of this going in our dorm, should you ever have time to visit. It's slightly less complicated (involves an acorn and bunny rabbits mostly) but we'd love to see you if you get a chance.

The Rashblog said...

(FTR, I can only figure out who Taz and Lightman are, so if for some reason I end up insulting an actual person, please know that I have no intention of hurting you, as I honestly have no idea who you are.)

Unfortunately, Taz was relied upon to attain the correct directions to the meeting, which is always a terrible idea. And so, Taz and his party got exquisitely lost. They did not realize how far off course they had gone until they had finished trekking across the George Washington Bridge and landed in the mystical yet terrifying land of New Jersey.

"How do we get out of this place?" GHG wondered aloud. "Well," Taz began, "I think we need to make the next le--" Lightman cut him off: "No. No. We are NOT taking directions from you anymore. You don't know how to get from 34th street to 35th street. I'm taking over." So Taz kicked Lightman. "I think I know what to do!" Lady Dragon said. "I saw this in a movie once-- all we need to do is click our heels together three times and say 'There's no place like Cardozo!'"

Figuring there was no better solution, they all did exactly that. At the final "Cardozo," they felt the world around them swirl into a void, and when everything settled, they found themselves at the foot of the AA meeting. "Sweet!" GHG said. "But wait-- where did Taz go?" And indeed, as they confirmed by looking this way and that, Taz was nowhere to be found.

See, Taz had forgotten the words, and instead of "Cardozo," he had said someplace else...

haKiruv said...

That's hilarious you called a guy "Muffins".

Anonymous said...

Damn straight, you got a problem w/ the name Muffins?

G said...

I tell ya, life aint easy for a boy named Muffins.

Madd Hatter said...

Okay. I have no idea who anybody is, but since no one else is writing, I'll give it a shot.

Taz blinked his eyes slowly as the world around him stopped swirling and everything came into focus. Once he had his bearings, he closed his eyes again and left them shut for a long while before peeking out again. These were the wrong bearings. Taz could not remember ever seeing the sky quite that shade of neon green, nor did he recognize the triangular buildings directly in front of him that seemed to be made of what could, in all fairness, only be called mud. Taz felt something scratch at his hand and looked down at the ferret nestled in the crook of his left arm. "I'm afraid we're still not in Cardoza, Foto," He said sadly to the squirming form, "I knew we should have taken that left." And, so, with few other options available at the moment, Taz set off to explore this new and strange place he found himself in...

That Frum Guy said...

Nice... I also think there are way too many characters here. (It's especially confusing because I don't know who any of these people are supposed to be.) It would make more sense to start a story with 4 or 5 characters instead. Then again... It is your blog. :-)

Chana said...

Thanks apple- I'll try to do that. Rare Find and Madd Hatter, thanks for playing ;-) Madd Hatter, do I know you.

Oh and Muffins, could you send me an email?

G, you make me laugh.

The rest of you, you don't need to incorporate all the characters into what you write; pick some and work with it.

Madd Hatter said...

Yes. I met you a few shabbosos ago at Serach and Ezzie's. Think Shakespeare and magical realism:)

Erachet said...

Alright, I'm going to take a stab at this.

Meanwhile, back at Cardozo, Sorceress decided something had to be done to recover Taz. She said so and the others agreed.

"What if we clicked our heels together and asked them to take us to wherever Taz has disappeared to?" Muffins suggested reasonably.

It was amazing how none of the male parties felt odd at clicking their heels together, but suffice it to say they did not and so they and the girls followed Muffins' advice at once and presently found themselves in a new place altogether.

"Where in the name of all things living are we?" asked Lightman. "I don't remember ever being in a place like this."

And indeed he would not, for it was a place like none other on earth. The sky was a swirling mess of pink and red and the grass was a darker green than any of them had ever seen grass to be.

"This looks like a field of asparagus," The Golden-Haired Girl observed, wrinkling her nose. And so it was.

"Does asparagus grow in fields?" asked The Devil.

"It does now," said Brown.

And so the companions set off through the field of asparagus, searching for any signs of where they might be and if they had come to the right place in their search for Taz.

Suddenly, they happened upon a sphinx.

"None shall pass," boomed the sphinx. It was made of a most precious crystal unlike any in our own world and stared imposingly down on the group.

"Please, ma'am--" one of them began to say but the sphinx imposed herself, making a loud, grating, thunderous noise that the companions all had to throw their hands over their ears.

Muffins stepped bravely forward. "We don't mean to be rude," he explained. "We're just in search of a lost friend of ours."

The sphinx considered him carefully and, after long moments of deliberation, decided to give the group a chance.

"You may only pass," growled the looming sphinx. "If you answer my three riddles correctly. Otherwise, your journey will end here."

Muffins looked back at his friends and, after a moment's hesitation, they nodded. He turned back to the sphinx.

"Alright," he said. "We'll answer your riddles. But only if you really promise to let us through."

Affronted, the sphinx let out another thunderous noise and the sky crackled with orange lightening.

"I-I think that means she promises!" cried The Vindictive Little Pixie over the noise.

"Okay, okay!" said Muffins. "What are your three riddles?"

haKiruv said...

Muffins said...

Damn straight, you got a problem w/ the name Muffins?

Hey, whatever floats your boat. But I must ask...

Blueberry or raspberry?

Madd Hatter said...

Hehe. Looks like it's just you and me Erachet, and since I'm really bad with riddles, I'll go back to...

The bright purple bulb in the sky poured down it's ultraviolet rays onto the unprotected head of the weary traveller beneath it. Taz had long ago lost sight of anything resembling a life form, and was at present surrounded on all sides by a gloppy, glooey, and totally gross yellow substance not unlike silly putty. The nature of the terrain he found himself on made walking quite difficult resulting in more of a plodding motion on the part of Taz and his furry companion who had by now relocated to the ground next to him. Although not a drop of sweat was to be found anywhere on Taz's body, he felt much like he imagined a frozen burrito feels after spending several hours in a microwave oven. It wasn't pleasant. "I knew we shouldn't have listened to that last guy," Taz shot out angrily, "who takes an orange colored man in a diaper thingy seriously anyway? I'll bet this mystical land of All Things Wise and Practical doesn't even exist. We'll never get to ask the All Knowing GPS how to get back home." This last remark was accompanied by a river of large, wet tears which slid slowly down Taz's very sun-burnt face causing excrutiating pain. Just as the the last tear dropped off his face into the recesses of the yellow gloop, Taz heard a sound resembling a very large generator and glanced up quickly. His eyes were met with a vision unlike any he had seen until then...

Madd Hatter said...

Sorry. Ignore that last comment to Erachet. Don't know why i thought she wrote the first installment, but in my defense, 11:20 is pretty late for me:)

the apple said...

The sphinx sighed luxuriously and folded her arms. She looked down her nose at the anxious little crowd waiting by her paws.

"What is black and white and read all over?" she inquired.

"That's easy," dismissed Colorseer. "A used copy of the New York Times."

"WRONG!" boomed the sphinx. "A used copy of the Wall Street Journal. I demand exact answers, and I don't appreciate flippancy, so you better watch it next time."

The group huddled together and promised the sphinx not to insult her again. The sphinx sighed deeply. "Oh, forget it. You are all so boring that I think it's not even worth it to ask you any more riddles. You may proceed."

Hardly daring to believe their good fortune, the group darted forward before the sphinx could change her mind. The Vindictive Little Pixie started to sneeze violently. "Are you okay?" asked the Golden Haired Girl worriedly.

"Yeah" sneeze "I think I'm allergic to something" sneeze "which is weird, since I'm really only allergic to" sneeze "metallic robots with jelly on the inside," said Pixie.

"Metallic robots? With jelly on the inside?" said Muffins slowly.

"Yeah," replied Pixie cautiously. "Does that mean . . ."

"INVASION OF THE METALLIC JELLY ROBOTS!" they all screamed. For the moment, their rescue mission to find Taz was abandoned as all began running crazily through the asparagus field.

Anonymous said...

"His eyes were met with a vision unlike any he had seen until then..."

It was a butterfly. The largest butterfly Taz had ever seen. And it was heading straight towards him.

Taz turned around and began to run back. Unfortunately, as always happens with protagonists in similar situations, he tripped over a conveniently placed rock and landed hard on his face. With horror, he realized he was being lifted from his feet into the air. The butterfly held him in its long, lethal-looking tentacles, smacking its lips ominously.

Under other circumstances, Taz would have found it odd that a butterfly had lips and tentacles, but this was an irregular situation. And he was desperate.

So he did the first thing that came to his mind.

"Would you like a piece of chocolate?"

"No," replied the butterfly.

"Oh, you can talk," replied Taz. "Why was this not unexpected?"

"I'm the one who asks the questions around here," said the butterfly rather menacingly.

"Well, ask away then. It's not like I'm in any position to argue. As long as your strength holds up, anyway."

"I've been warned you were a smart ass. Now listen up. I come bearing a message"

"Oh goody, from who?"

"From a friend of yours."

"I don't have any friends"

"You're two hours in this place and you've already gone emo? Jeez, what's with you teenagers? Anyway, it is from someone purporting to be your friend, so listen closely:

"What is red in nature, after the end of time and before the beginning of God, but is raised?"

"What the hell does that mean?" sputtered Taz.

"Beats me, dude. I just carry the messages around here."

"Red in nature...after end of time...before beginning of God...but is raised? I'm so confuzzled."

"Oh, to hell with it."

Taz looked up and gasped. The butterfly was shaking. Its grip slackened, letting Taz fall to the ground. The butterfly then became engulfed in a cloud of flame, twitching and writhing every which way. Then came the conventional 'BOOM'.

He looked up, uninjured but shaken, and bellowed, "SORCERESS!!"

"Oh well, you know Lightman's sense of humor. He suggested it," replied Sorceress, dusting her clothes from the dirt.

"Oh, and he also mentioned something about the scale of E minor being the greatest thing in the world, but at that point I wasn't listening. You know how he becomes excited when he gets into that music stuff of his..."

"You're telling me," Taz rolled his eyes.

The two began walking.

"How did you find me, anyway?" he asked.

"Oh, you don't even want to know where the others are and how I managed to escape," she replied.

"Why are you starting every sentence with 'Oh'?" frowned Taz.

"Oh, sorry about that. In any case, this is how it all happened..."

haKiruv said...

You guys are all wacky on the junk.

Madd Hatter said...

y- no fair! you got rid of Foto! still you do seem to actually know who the characters are so I guess I'll have to let it pass, but he was so cute! I was going to make him squeak in the next installment:)

Looking Forward said...

and then suddenly muffin was gone!

where to they did not know only that muffin was...

(sorry, I can't write stories, but I can make them more complicated!)

Erachet said...

...transformed into a person three inches high. How did this happen, you may ask? Well, the asparagus field they had all been walking through was really magic asparagus. Muffin, who had been getting rather hungry (especially after the ordeal with the sphinx) decided he just had to eat something and ripped up a handful of the asparagus. As soon as he had eaten the handful, however, he began to shrink. He shrunk so fast that he didn't even have time to yell out and catch anyone's attention. The world swirled and whirled around him and, when everything settled again, the asparagus was three times his height.

"Oh, great," he muttered, standing knee deep in mud. He tried to run after his friends, who were not walking particularly quickly but whose legs were able to take much, much longer strides than Muffin's, but it was to no avail. He kept falling over in the mud.

Trying not to panic, he searched around him, trying to find a better path for walking.

"Hum de dum dum dum," sang a voice. "Hum dedili dum dum--hey! What kind of bug are you?"

Muffins whirled around and came face to face with a bright green inchworm.

"I'm not a bug," he explained. "I'm a person."

"A person?" the inchworm exclaimed, highly skeptical. "I've never seen a person of your size. What on earth do you mean by it?"

"Mean by it?" Muffins repeated, furrowing his brow. "I don't mean anything by it. It isn't my fault I'm this way. I just ate some of the asparagus and began to shrink! But if you help me reach my friends, they might be able to help."

The inchworm thought this over.

"I suppose I could help you," he said finally. "I haven't anything much better to do besides inch around nibbling at leaves and occasionally sleeping. My name is Inchibald, by the way, but you can call me Rex. That's short for Inchibald Rex, distant cousin of Edible Rex, who I'm sure you've heard of. Ate his father and mated with his mother? Yeah...but then he got eaten, too. I guess that goes along with having a name like Edible." Rex shrugged and then flashed Muffin's a grin. Muffins, meanwhile, was staring at Rex as though he were some sort of crazy thing. Muffins seemed to have forgotten about the fact that most people would have been staring at him as though he was crazy at this point, too.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" Rex said, impatient. "Hop on!"

Still speechless, Muffins did so and Rex began to inch.

It is a very odd thing, riding atop an inchworm. Every time he inched forward, Muffins rose an inch in the air. Every time he straightened out, Muffins came down again. It was almost like a merry-go-round ride, only slightly more nauseating.

Would this mode of transportation be quick enough for Muffins to catch up with his friends?

Looking Forward said...

when a little sparrow came and ate the inchworm, then looking curiously at its rider!

Madd Hatter said...

"Yum," said the sparrow in complete satisfaction. After licking it's lips and whipping out a monogrammed hankie to wipe his mouth with(he was a well-brought up sparrow), he returned his attention to the tiny figure before him. "And who might you be?" he asked rather haughtily. "The name's Muffin," Muffin smoothly replied, "and i'm afraid you've just gone and had my mode of transportation for lunch." "So very sorry, my good man," apologized the sparrow, "but one must pay attention to one's natural instincts or where will one be?" "I know i would be on my way outa here," huffed Muffin, "I'll never catch up with the guys now." "Oh, are you connected with those ruffians," exclaimed the sparrow, "why, they very nearly disturbed my cravat just now when passing by. You don't mean you associate with the likes of them?" "I used to be like them until I ate something that didn't quite agree with me," said Muffin, "and i sure wish there was some method of regaining my previous physical porportions." "Oh, is that all? cheer up, then. Try some of this poppy seed here. Both sides will make you go higher," said the sparrow, "And when you're finished enjoying yourself, I'll take you to the birdbath of inches where you can drink the waters and grow tall again." Not one to pass up a chance to elevate his mind, Muffin picked up the seed and proceeded to reach new heights...

...meanwhile, the rest of the crew was just beginning to realize they were one crew member less. "where did Muffins go?" asked The Lady Dragon while doing a little jig under the raincloud that always followed her around. "come to think of it," said Lightman taking a break from his bagpipes, "I haven't seen him since we shook off that jellybot." "I feel a very interesting vibe coming from below us," broke in Colorseer. "It's both happy and anxious," he continued, "and underneath it all, I sense...Muffins!" "where?" the group asked wildy looking around. "Directly below us," said colorseer looking down...

Anonymous said...

"Blueberry or raspberry?"

**sigh** more labels

G said...

..were the Muffin Man was partaking of the nectar that would return him to his previous form. However, those who had known him to this point as the "highly intelligent" Muffins were about to be introduced to the new Muffin Man, the wicked debating, tongue destroying, sarcastic version. Yes, the real fun was just about to begin for those travelers who walked on.

Anonymous said...


Try and write me out of the story, huh...want to shrink me down and feed me to a bird!! Well, I don't think so!!

G said...

HEY! Were you just gonna leave me? After all I done to get y'all past that poor excuse for a sphinx? I don't need this, I've been through alot in my life. I don't und...Lightman I swear if you play one more note out of those pipes I'm gonna familiarize you w/ the business end of a hagis; Dragon, go rain on his St. Patty's day parade.

As I was saying, life aint been easy for the likes of me:

G said...

You see,
My daddy left home when I was three
And he didn't leave much to ma and me
Just some old recipes and half a box of cookies.
Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid
But the meanest thing that he ever did
Was before he left, he went and named me "Muffins."

Well, he must o' thought that is quite a joke
And it got a lot of laughs from a' lot of folks,
It seems I had to fight my whole life through.
Some teacher would smile and I'd get red
Or some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head,
I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named "Muffins."

Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean,
My tongue got sharp and my wits got keen,
I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame.
But I made a vow to the moon and stars
That I'd look through the streets and hunt all bars
And belittle that man who gave me this awful name.

Well, it was Cleveland back in ‘99
I was eatin’ and jokin’ w/ some buddies of mine,
When a guy who looked kind of familiar walked into the place

Well, I knew that guy was my own sweet dad
From a worn-out picture that my mother'd had,
And besides, he was caked in flour from head to toe.
He was big and bent and gray and old,
And I looked at him and my blood ran cold
And I said: “Shalom on you, how do you do
My name is Muffins!”

Well, I hit him hard with a piece of pie
And he went down, but to my surprise,
He come up with a danish and chased me all over the place.
I raked some week old chalah right across his teeth
And we crashed through the wall and into the street
Kicking and a' gouging in the snow and the sugar in fear.

I tell ya, I've fought tougher men
But I really can't remember when,
Then he stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile.

And he said: "Son, this world is rough
And if a man's gonna make it, then he's gotta be tough
And I knew I wouldn't be there to help ya along.
So I give ya that name and I said goodbye
I knew you'd have to get tough or die
And it's the name that helped to make you strong."

He said: "Now you just fought one hell of a fight
And I know you hate me, and you got the right
And I wouldn't blame you if you do.
But ya ought to thank me, before ya say goodbye,
For the fire in your words that make people cry
Cause I'm the &*%#@ that went and named you "Muffins.'"

I said “At least I LOOK like Ma and not likeYou”
And I came away with a different point of view.
And I think about him, every now and then,
Every time I try, every debate I win,
And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him
Fausto or Asdrubel ! Anything but Muffins!

The Rashblog said...

And then, somewhat out of nowhere, Taz decided he had enough of this place. He clicked his heels together (wondering why no one else had done the same) and said "There's no place like Monsey!" And just like that, Taz was in a much more terrible place than he had been in before. "Crap."

Meanwhile, Lightman decided he should follow Taz's lead and get the hell out of there, but he was kind enough to tell the others before he abandoned them. And so, following Lightman, they all went back to Cardozo, figuring that if Taz was going to be a loser and keep getting lost, they may as well just leave him behind, and let him find his own way back. Unfortunately for them, the return to normalcy did not bring Muffins (with an s or not?) back to his normal self, and so he was still secretly evil.

Meanwhile, in Monsey, Taz was captured by the natives because he was wearing jeans. They tied him up (and so, he could not click his heels again), and left him in a room by himself while they decided what to do with him. Alone and scared, Taz realized there was only one thing to do...

G said...

...fight fire w/ fire, and so he called upon those powers most feared in up-state NY to summon the one person who could free him from his shackles. Yes, be afraid, be very afraid for what lurks is more dangerous then anything before comprehended by those in the land of winding roads and no street lights. The wonder from down-under was about to bring down the might and fury of, that's right, biting humor and sarcastic wit.

Anonymous said...

You rang?

Anonymous said...

I find it hilarious that I've been 'assigned' to play the bagpipes :-D

.והמבין יבין

Chana said...


Haven't got the faintest clue who you are. Lightman, it makes me crack up, too. I'm trying to picture the Scottish kilt and affect and it's just not working for me, you know what I mean?

Erachet said...

(Er...I think I'm a little confused, but I'll just go with it)

In the middle of incurring his wrath against those who would dare doubt him, Muffins disappeared with a sudden pop! and reappeared in Taz's cell.

"What the...?" he asked, looking wildly around. "What the heck just happened?"

"Um...I think I just summoned you here," said Taz. Muffins was very annoyed.

"You think you can just summon people whenever you want?" he challenged. "I'll show you what happens when you yank me around from place to place!"

Muffins snapped his fingers and turned Taz into a slimy slug quicker than he could say "antidisestablishmentarianism."

Madd Hatter said...

In my defense, it was the funniest instrument i could think of on the spot:P

..."Couldn't you think of a faster word," whined Taz, "It's bad enough being turned into a slug without having to wait until you finally figure out how to pronounce antidisestablish-whatever." And then, just like that, all the characters in the story realized that they really couldn't turn themselves or other people into things like butterflies and slugs and as soon as they did, they all returned back to their (relatively)normal shapes and sizes.

"Hey, what happened to my bagpipes?" wondered lightman, "and i was just getting the hang of them too." "Thank G-d!" exclaimed golden haired girl, "one more minute of that noise and i would have gotten rid of those things myself. besides, now you'll have more time to practice on your triangle."...

meanwhile, Taz had sludged out of his cell while still in his slug-like state. "I'm glad to see you looking more like yourself," said mufffins to Taz, "but we still have to figure out a way to get out of here."...

Anonymous said...

"Hey, what happened to my bagpipes?" wondered lightman, "and i was just getting the hang of them too." "Thank G-d!" exclaimed golden haired girl, "one more minute of that noise and i would have gotten rid of those things myself. besides, now you'll have more time to practice on your triangle."...

Bagpipes, triangle...I'm cracking up here :-D

Nicely done :-)

Madd Hatter said...

lightman- nice to have a fan:P

The Rashblog said...

And then Taz wondered why on earth everyone else realized they couldn't magically transform while he was still trapped as a slug. Still, being a slug was pretty cool, so he didn't object. Until he got squashed. No more Taz.

That is, no more Taz until he returned as a ghost. Unfortunately, he was a slug ghost, so he didn't scare anyone.

Ezzie said...

Fausto, Asdrubal... ROTFL!!!

And I'm a big fan of the triangle. :)