- Mood:
Obsessed - Listening to: This is Halloween ~Marilyn Manson
- Reading: Any fanfics I can find.
- Watching: TUGS
- Playing: Digimon World DS
So one of my friends and I walked into the Super Dollar Store (Yes, it actually exists) looking to buy some stencils for various projects. First of all, the creepy guy that owned it was having the place remodeled, yet the store was still open. o_0 Watch out for falling plaster? Anyway, we browse through some stuff that hadn't been moved around yet, but there were no stencils. Just some fishing bait, a radio playing the Old Testament, and some various party supplies that looked like they had been there since the 1980's.
After that, we go to the owner of the place who was busy yelling at his kid. Once we got his attention, we asked if they carried stencils. His reaction was to lead us around the store while mumbling that he didn't think they had any. Then he went up to a random employee and asked if he knew if they had any stencils. The employee was really overenthusiastic and responded by ensuring Michael and I that they did actually have some. He then proceeded to lead us to the back of the store where some of the merchandise had been packed and stored. Two baskets and a near spill later, he hands me a package of pipe cleaners and says, "Here are the only stencils we have right now."
I didn't want to insult him, so all I did was thank him in a rather unsure tone. I never did get the stencils, but now I have a pack of pipe cleaners that only cost me a quarter. o_0
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Later in, in the wreck room, which we fondly call the Z-Dock, our little cosplay group was playing billiards. At first, the conversation was aimed at our plans to get permission to repaint the place to look like Bigg City Harbor. Then, somehow, the convo turned to the subject of dirty limericks. I spat off a few of the more generic ones that I knew. After a couple particularly disturbing limericks, we started trying to think of some cleaner ones. One in particular turned out really well. The sad thing is that it ended up being about Izzy Gomez. Here it is:
There once was a tramper named Izzy
who worked himself into a tizzy.
He needed a tow
but wouldn't you know
all of the tugboats were busy.
One of my friends wrote one about the Star switchers, but I am not going to post it. I really don't want to offend anyone with it due to the fact that it really bashes Ten Cents and Sunshine.
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Well, I guess thats about it... for now... X3 Talk to you all later.