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strongestgirl.livejournal.com) wrote in
fandomhighdorms2006-02-24 02:05 pm
5th floor common room: [2/23] - evening
Once again, Pippi is here with her script for Midsummer Night's Dream.
Dispite spending much of the day listening to the Ramones, she's still got songs by Butler Fetish stuck in her head...
It's Monkey Brain Soup!
In the Cantonese cuisine
It's quite popular.
Elsewhere? Not so much.
But most Cantonese people
Will go "Yum yum yum!"
Washington DC
Those cats, they don't eat much soup
Made from Monkey's Brain!
It's Monkey Brain Soup!
In the Cantonese cuisine
It's quite popular.
The taurine is full
Tender cubes of Monkey Brain
Floating placidly
Perfectly seasoned
Monkey Brain Soup is the best.
An exotic treat!
Dispite spending much of the day listening to the Ramones, she's still got songs by Butler Fetish stuck in her head...
It's Monkey Brain Soup!
In the Cantonese cuisine
It's quite popular.
Elsewhere? Not so much.
But most Cantonese people
Will go "Yum yum yum!"
Washington DC
Those cats, they don't eat much soup
Made from Monkey's Brain!
It's Monkey Brain Soup!
In the Cantonese cuisine
It's quite popular.
The taurine is full
Tender cubes of Monkey Brain
Floating placidly
Perfectly seasoned
Monkey Brain Soup is the best.
An exotic treat!

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*sniff*
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"I wonder if I am pulling this stuff from some alternate plane filled with spaghetti? Because it's not coming from me. I think I would notice if I were losing body mass to turn it into pasta."
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"Somewhere, there's a massively confused and angry Italian chef."
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She looked down again at the button in her hand.
"... Do what unseen?"
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He smirked and returned to trying not to fill the new wastebasket with spaghetti - and failing.
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She continued to watch him create pasta while holding the button in the palm of her hand.
"...Okay. That's really just odd."
*sniff*
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He was really failing at failing to make pasta.
Maybe he should fill someone's closet with it...
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"The pasta really. I'm not so conserned with the fact that..."
There was a pause.
"Oh. No. It's gone."
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"Now that is odd. Is it hiding behind your ear or something like that?" Pippi really was going to make Gob jealous.
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"Nope... Oh wait..."
Pippi pulled her hand away from her ear and did have the button.
"Yes."
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*sniff*
"Something larger? Like what?"
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"Your book?"
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