I enjoyed reading your comments on our efforts today :) Though... I might be wrong but you appeared to have missed out February 19th (or, knowing Blogger, you added a comment and it lost it).
Today I'm returning to this mostly because I really, really like the line "Well, call me Ted Bundy but..." which just seems completely like something that character ought to have said in the original stories.
The convention "Some people care too much," said Owl. "I think it's called love." He was sitting on a high bookshelf in Pooh's living room ignoring the look of pudgy fury on Pooh's face. "This is a rental," said Pooh through clenched teeth. "I have to pay to get the carpet cleaned where you're crapping on it. It's not called caring too much at all, and it's definitely not called lunch." "Love," said Owl, twisting his head to look at the empty, dusty bookshelf behind him. "Not lunch. Don't you read at all?" "He's a bear of very little brain," said Piglet, toddling into the room. "Listen guys, it's Comicon this weekend and I want to cosplay as Dr. Manhattan. Where do we keep the blue bodypaint?" "A brainless bruin," clucked Owl. "Why are you naked?" said Pooh. "And what do you mean, where do 'we' keep the blue bodypaint? This is my house!" "You just said it was a rental," said Owl, relaxing. Something bounced on the carpet below. "Pick that up!" screamed Pooh, turning a very funny colour. "With what?" said Owl, flapping his wings and fluffing his feathers. "With your... your..." -- the word beak was just too far out of reach for the bear's little brain -- "pecker!" "Why are we talking about peckers?" Kanga bounced into the room and came to an abrupt halt. "Oh Lord, there's a naked pig in here... that explains the peckers I suppose... and what have I stepped in? Dear God, Pooh, didn't you get into enough trouble with the police after Eeyore disappeared?" "Eeyore never disappeared." There was a wild light in Pooh's eyes, and Kanga backed away. "He went on holiday. And didn't come back. And you know what? Having 'friends' like you around, I don't blame him." "Right," said Kanga, forcing a smile. "Bodypaint?" said Piglet. "Blue? Bodypaint? Blue?" "No!" Pooh glared at Piglet so hard it was a wonder he didn't burst into flames. "Though... why don't you cosplay as Eeyore? I've got a donkey-skin around here somewhere.... You'd have much more fun at the convention that way, I'm sure." "Ok!" Piglet grinned and Pooh tried hard not to think 'gormlessly'. "Where is it?" "In the... kitchen." said Pooh. "I'll show you." A minute later voices drifted into the living room. "This doesn't look like the closet, Pooh, it looks like the oven. Are you sure? At the back? Well, let me just climb i-"
Some people Say I should sit Quietly on the porch Some people say I should enjoy my Retirement but I say they should shove That -- I'm bored and ready for an Adventure so I'm down A ravine and Raring to go!
Greg - that is indeed a great line, made even better by Pooh having said it :)
And I see you've continued his ruthless streak nicely here... Great fun that you've introduced most of the characters as well. Though I'm left a little wary as to what you'll do with Christopher Robin...
Morganna - I think my retirement shall be a mix of these two - sitting on the porch and off adventuring. That seems pretty ideal to me :)
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I enjoyed reading your comments on our efforts today :) Though... I might be wrong but you appeared to have missed out February 19th (or, knowing Blogger, you added a comment and it lost it).
Today I'm returning to
this mostly because I really, really like the line "Well, call me Ted Bundy but..." which just seems completely like something that character ought to have said in the original stories.
The convention
"Some people care too much," said Owl. "I think it's called love." He was sitting on a high bookshelf in Pooh's living room ignoring the look of pudgy fury on Pooh's face.
"This is a rental," said Pooh through clenched teeth. "I have to pay to get the carpet cleaned where you're crapping on it. It's not called caring too much at all, and it's definitely not called lunch."
"Love," said Owl, twisting his head to look at the empty, dusty bookshelf behind him. "Not lunch. Don't you read at all?"
"He's a bear of very little brain," said Piglet, toddling into the room. "Listen guys, it's Comicon this weekend and I want to cosplay as Dr. Manhattan. Where do we keep the blue bodypaint?"
"A brainless bruin," clucked Owl.
"Why are you naked?" said Pooh. "And what do you mean, where do 'we' keep the blue bodypaint? This is my house!"
"You just said it was a rental," said Owl, relaxing. Something bounced on the carpet below.
"Pick that up!" screamed Pooh, turning a very funny colour.
"With what?" said Owl, flapping his wings and fluffing his feathers.
"With your... your..." -- the word beak was just too far out of reach for the bear's little brain -- "pecker!"
"Why are we talking about peckers?" Kanga bounced into the room and came to an abrupt halt. "Oh Lord, there's a naked pig in here... that explains the peckers I suppose... and what have I stepped in? Dear God, Pooh, didn't you get into enough trouble with the police after Eeyore disappeared?"
"Eeyore never disappeared." There was a wild light in Pooh's eyes, and Kanga backed away. "He went on holiday. And didn't come back. And you know what? Having 'friends' like you around, I don't blame him."
"Right," said Kanga, forcing a smile.
"Bodypaint?" said Piglet. "Blue? Bodypaint? Blue?"
"No!" Pooh glared at Piglet so hard it was a wonder he didn't burst into flames. "Though... why don't you cosplay as Eeyore? I've got a donkey-skin around here somewhere.... You'd have much more fun at the convention that way, I'm sure."
"Ok!" Piglet grinned and Pooh tried hard not to think 'gormlessly'. "Where is it?"
"In the... kitchen." said Pooh. "I'll show you."
A minute later voices drifted into the living room.
"This doesn't look like the closet, Pooh, it looks like the oven. Are you sure? At the back? Well, let me just climb i-"
Some people
Say I should sit
Quietly on the porch
Some people say I should enjoy my
Retirement but I say they should shove
That -- I'm bored and ready for an
Adventure so I'm down
A ravine and
Raring to go!
Greg - that is indeed a great line, made even better by Pooh having said it :)
And I see you've continued his ruthless streak nicely here... Great fun that you've introduced most of the characters as well. Though I'm left a little wary as to what you'll do with Christopher Robin...
Morganna - I think my retirement shall be a mix of these two - sitting on the porch and off adventuring. That seems pretty ideal to me :)
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