Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Friday, February 12, 2010
OH MY GOSH!!!
hey sorry i haven't been updating, but TODAY i saw THE MOST AWESOME MOVIE EVER!
care to guess what it is??
PERCY
JACKSON
AND
THE
OLYMPIANS!!!
YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT!!! IT WAS SO AWESOME. it rocked me right out of my converse!!! :D EVERYONE SHOULD WATCH THIS!!!
care to guess what it is??
PERCY
JACKSON
AND
THE
OLYMPIANS!!!
YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT!!! IT WAS SO AWESOME. it rocked me right out of my converse!!! :D EVERYONE SHOULD WATCH THIS!!!
Monday, January 25, 2010
artemis fowl: the bonaparte conspiracy
chapter three: GENII UNITE!!(then beat each other up)
Artemis tried to lift his backpack. It didn’t budge. He tried again. Okay, this time it moved a centimeter. Artemis ran his fingers through his hair and started looking through his backpack that he could take out to help him lighten the load. He found nothing. Probably since the only thing in there was an empty binder, a textbook, and a few pencils.
“Artemis! What’s taking so long?” his father called from the front door, ready to see him off to school.
“Coming, Father!” Artemis shouted back, and tried once again to pick up his backpack. He succeeded, but just barely. He hurled his pack over his shoulder and hunched under the ‘weight’ of the backpack (man, if he tried lifting my backpack, he’d probably break his back. I’m telling you, the teachers are trying to get rid of us by making our backpacks unbelievably heavy). Artemis made his way down the stairs, his hands on his backpack straps to help him support. His suit was messed up. All in all, he looked like a nerd. (^_^)
“You look...great, Artemis,” Butler commented, trying to keep his composure.
Artemis looked at Butler. “You honestly think that. Even I think I look like a ‘nerd’ or whatever the slang word is these days.”
“Don’t worry about it son.” Artemis Sr. patted his son on the back and sent him off to school. “Don’t blow up the chemistry lab!” he called after Artemis, and the prodigy left for school. As soon as the door closed, Artemis Sr. and Butler burst out laughing.
Devon waved goodbye to his mom, and set off to school, which was only a few blocks away. Halfway to school, he remembered that his homeroom teacher said something about a new student. Being the smartest in the class, he was sure the new student would need tutoring in math too. Everyone else did. He didn’t know how wrong he would be.
As he arrived at school, he saw a black-haired, blue-eyed kid dragging his backpack through the school yard. Laughing he ran over to help the kid. He’s probably the new student Mr. Gleason was talking about, he thought and held his hand out to Artemis.
Artemis looked at Devon’s outstretched hand and lifted the backpack into his hand.
“Thank you. Most of the students attending this university just walk by snickering at me.” Artemis brushed some dust off his uniform. “Is that how all the students here are?”
Devon smiled. “Unfortunately.”
Artemis did a quick overview of Devon and determined that he must be a lower-class citizen based on his old backpack and stitched-up uniform. Sadly, Devon saw Artemis frown at his appearance.
“What?” he asked.
“Uh, nothing.” Artemis hurriedly took his backpack from Devon and walked away but, as you know, he wasn’t very fast. Devon quickly caught up to him and offered to help him with his math homework.
Artemis laughed. “You? Help ME? You’ve got to be joking. I will probably be helping you.”
"ExCUSE me but I happen to be a straight A student.”
“Well, I have completed college.”
“I have too,” Devon said. He was lying.
“Yeah right. I bet you can’t even afford it.”
“How do YOU know?”
“Ha! Isn’t it obvious? Your father is probably working a minimum wage job in a toothpaste factory.”
That was enough to push Devon over the edge. He threw his backpack to the ground and tackled Artemis. Artemis, being the wimp that he is, could only scream for help and flail his arms at Devon. Devon probably only thought there was a flea breathing on him.
Eventually a teacher came and separated the two boys. Devon only got a few scrapes from the grass, but Artemis had a black eye and several bruises. The teacher assigned the two boys detention after giving them a lecture on decorum.
Artemis knew school was a bad idea.
Artemis tried to lift his backpack. It didn’t budge. He tried again. Okay, this time it moved a centimeter. Artemis ran his fingers through his hair and started looking through his backpack that he could take out to help him lighten the load. He found nothing. Probably since the only thing in there was an empty binder, a textbook, and a few pencils.
“Artemis! What’s taking so long?” his father called from the front door, ready to see him off to school.
“Coming, Father!” Artemis shouted back, and tried once again to pick up his backpack. He succeeded, but just barely. He hurled his pack over his shoulder and hunched under the ‘weight’ of the backpack (man, if he tried lifting my backpack, he’d probably break his back. I’m telling you, the teachers are trying to get rid of us by making our backpacks unbelievably heavy). Artemis made his way down the stairs, his hands on his backpack straps to help him support. His suit was messed up. All in all, he looked like a nerd. (^_^)
“You look...great, Artemis,” Butler commented, trying to keep his composure.
Artemis looked at Butler. “You honestly think that. Even I think I look like a ‘nerd’ or whatever the slang word is these days.”
“Don’t worry about it son.” Artemis Sr. patted his son on the back and sent him off to school. “Don’t blow up the chemistry lab!” he called after Artemis, and the prodigy left for school. As soon as the door closed, Artemis Sr. and Butler burst out laughing.
Devon waved goodbye to his mom, and set off to school, which was only a few blocks away. Halfway to school, he remembered that his homeroom teacher said something about a new student. Being the smartest in the class, he was sure the new student would need tutoring in math too. Everyone else did. He didn’t know how wrong he would be.
As he arrived at school, he saw a black-haired, blue-eyed kid dragging his backpack through the school yard. Laughing he ran over to help the kid. He’s probably the new student Mr. Gleason was talking about, he thought and held his hand out to Artemis.
Artemis looked at Devon’s outstretched hand and lifted the backpack into his hand.
“Thank you. Most of the students attending this university just walk by snickering at me.” Artemis brushed some dust off his uniform. “Is that how all the students here are?”
Devon smiled. “Unfortunately.”
Artemis did a quick overview of Devon and determined that he must be a lower-class citizen based on his old backpack and stitched-up uniform. Sadly, Devon saw Artemis frown at his appearance.
“What?” he asked.
“Uh, nothing.” Artemis hurriedly took his backpack from Devon and walked away but, as you know, he wasn’t very fast. Devon quickly caught up to him and offered to help him with his math homework.
Artemis laughed. “You? Help ME? You’ve got to be joking. I will probably be helping you.”
"ExCUSE me but I happen to be a straight A student.”
“Well, I have completed college.”
“I have too,” Devon said. He was lying.
“Yeah right. I bet you can’t even afford it.”
“How do YOU know?”
“Ha! Isn’t it obvious? Your father is probably working a minimum wage job in a toothpaste factory.”
That was enough to push Devon over the edge. He threw his backpack to the ground and tackled Artemis. Artemis, being the wimp that he is, could only scream for help and flail his arms at Devon. Devon probably only thought there was a flea breathing on him.
Eventually a teacher came and separated the two boys. Devon only got a few scrapes from the grass, but Artemis had a black eye and several bruises. The teacher assigned the two boys detention after giving them a lecture on decorum.
Artemis knew school was a bad idea.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
artemis fowl: the bonaparte conspiracy
chapter one- flashback
In some ways, Jacques Bonaparte deserved his death. Put out a large fortune and the key to happiness and someone’s bound to kill you. This is what Walker Whittier tried to convince himself as he stalked through Jacques’s front yard, keeping to the shadows. He took a glance through the artist’s living room window, and saw that the old inventor was asleep on his couch, his palette paintbrush still in hand. Next to him was a manila folder stuffed with papers. Probably important. Perfect, Walker thought, and snuck towards the front door. He tried the doorknob, which he found was unlocked. Just cause you’re famous doesn’t mean you’re unprotected from people like me, smirked Walker as he made his way to the living room. Walker pulled out a gun from underneath his jacket.
“Goodnight, Monsieur Bonaparte,” he snickered, “Sweet dreams.” And he fired a single bullet into the sleeping artists chest. The murderer took the folder and left the room.
Just as he walked out, a little girl came into the room. She was holding a teddy bear in one hand and rubbing her sleepy eyes in the other. She was only 6 years old. He has a daughter? Walker thought. He has a daughter.
“Daddy?” she called, and walked over to her dead father. She tugged at his shirt. Then she saw the cloud of blood forming on his shirt. “Daddy! Wake up, daddy!” She sobbed, hugging her dead father.
chapter two- past performances
Dwight Lavorre could still remember the day when he was famous. Granted, it was a little bit hard thinking about things like that in a musty old jail cell. It just made life that much more depressing. A few years ago, Dwight was one of the most important scientists at his university with the help of a scientific breakthrough he made after studying late at night in his lab. But after his big break, things started to go downhill. Budgets were cut, and soon Dwight found himself struggling just to keep his job. It came to the point where he would do anything to get his fame and fortune back. So he came up with a “genius” plan that would help him do just that: stealing. Dwight snuck into the lab and hijacked some of his lab-mate’s documents. As he was escaping, one of his partners coincidentally forgot something in the lab and as soon caught Dwight red-handed.
So now his family was living in an old run-down apartment while he was stuck in jail with no one to bail him out. He shouldn’t have stolen. What I would give, he thought, to turn the clock back.
In some ways, Jacques Bonaparte deserved his death. Put out a large fortune and the key to happiness and someone’s bound to kill you. This is what Walker Whittier tried to convince himself as he stalked through Jacques’s front yard, keeping to the shadows. He took a glance through the artist’s living room window, and saw that the old inventor was asleep on his couch, his palette paintbrush still in hand. Next to him was a manila folder stuffed with papers. Probably important. Perfect, Walker thought, and snuck towards the front door. He tried the doorknob, which he found was unlocked. Just cause you’re famous doesn’t mean you’re unprotected from people like me, smirked Walker as he made his way to the living room. Walker pulled out a gun from underneath his jacket.
“Goodnight, Monsieur Bonaparte,” he snickered, “Sweet dreams.” And he fired a single bullet into the sleeping artists chest. The murderer took the folder and left the room.
Just as he walked out, a little girl came into the room. She was holding a teddy bear in one hand and rubbing her sleepy eyes in the other. She was only 6 years old. He has a daughter? Walker thought. He has a daughter.
“Daddy?” she called, and walked over to her dead father. She tugged at his shirt. Then she saw the cloud of blood forming on his shirt. “Daddy! Wake up, daddy!” She sobbed, hugging her dead father.
chapter two- past performances
Dwight Lavorre could still remember the day when he was famous. Granted, it was a little bit hard thinking about things like that in a musty old jail cell. It just made life that much more depressing. A few years ago, Dwight was one of the most important scientists at his university with the help of a scientific breakthrough he made after studying late at night in his lab. But after his big break, things started to go downhill. Budgets were cut, and soon Dwight found himself struggling just to keep his job. It came to the point where he would do anything to get his fame and fortune back. So he came up with a “genius” plan that would help him do just that: stealing. Dwight snuck into the lab and hijacked some of his lab-mate’s documents. As he was escaping, one of his partners coincidentally forgot something in the lab and as soon caught Dwight red-handed.
So now his family was living in an old run-down apartment while he was stuck in jail with no one to bail him out. He shouldn’t have stolen. What I would give, he thought, to turn the clock back.
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
daily dictionary designation! (try saying that 10 times fast!)
today's word: lacuna (plural: lacunae)
noun- a blank space; a missing part; a gap
me: i am so smart!
my conscience: no, i think your head is full of >>LACUNAE<<.
me: why thank you! *thinks: lacunae means ideas, right??*
noun- a blank space; a missing part; a gap
me: i am so smart!
my conscience: no, i think your head is full of >>LACUNAE<<.
me: why thank you! *thinks: lacunae means ideas, right??*
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
WHO KNEW?!
WHO KNEW ADAM YOUNG HAD SEVERAL PROJECTS OTHER THAN OWL CITY?!
i sure didn't!! here they are:
1) owl city (duh)
2) port blue
3) seagull orchestra
4) insect airport
5) windsor airlift
HERE IS A BEAUTIFUL SONG BY 'SEAGULL ORCHESTRA!!'
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S3sprWcoAOk
oh my gosh i am just SO amazed by adam. he's like my idol. :)
i sure didn't!! here they are:
1) owl city (duh)
2) port blue
3) seagull orchestra
4) insect airport
5) windsor airlift
HERE IS A BEAUTIFUL SONG BY 'SEAGULL ORCHESTRA!!'
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S3sprWcoAOk
oh my gosh i am just SO amazed by adam. he's like my idol. :)
artemis goes bad!!
yes i understand practically all the stories i've been writing have been about artemis fowl. that's mainly because i've already written those stories before and decided to post them on here. so here's another artemis fowl short!
Angeline and Artemis Sr. were beside themselves with worry when Artemis walked through the door. His parents stared at their son, who was soaked, wearing all black leather clothes, and walking towards them with a cocky spring in his step.
"Oh, Arty! What happened??" Angeline cried.
"None of your freakin' business," Artemis spat and pushed his mother aside.
"Artemis! You come right back here and give your mother an apology!" his father said sternly.
"What? You gonna make me?" Artemis smirked.
Artemis Sr. walked towards his son and grabbed his arm. "What is wrong with you today, young man?"
"I'm tired of being in this family! And to prove it, I got a tatoo!!"
His parents gasped. "You WHAT?!" they both cried simultaneously.
"That's right! A tatoo!" he yelled. With his face in a defiant expression, he lifted up his shirt sleeve to reveal a temporary Hannah Montana tatoo.
Angeline and Artemis Sr. were beside themselves with worry when Artemis walked through the door. His parents stared at their son, who was soaked, wearing all black leather clothes, and walking towards them with a cocky spring in his step.
"Oh, Arty! What happened??" Angeline cried.
"None of your freakin' business," Artemis spat and pushed his mother aside.
"Artemis! You come right back here and give your mother an apology!" his father said sternly.
"What? You gonna make me?" Artemis smirked.
Artemis Sr. walked towards his son and grabbed his arm. "What is wrong with you today, young man?"
"I'm tired of being in this family! And to prove it, I got a tatoo!!"
His parents gasped. "You WHAT?!" they both cried simultaneously.
"That's right! A tatoo!" he yelled. With his face in a defiant expression, he lifted up his shirt sleeve to reveal a temporary Hannah Montana tatoo.
Monday, January 18, 2010
daily dictionary designation! (try saying that 10 times fast!)
today's word: accord!
noun-agreement, harmony
me: hey conscience!
my conscience: go away.
me: i got a new car!
my conscience: you're not even old enough to drive.
me: it's a Honda >>ACCORD<<.
my conscience: hey wait a minute that's not even how you use the word 'accord'!!
me: yes it is!
my conscience: no it's not!
me: yes it is!
my conscience: *sigh* when will we ever be in >>ACCORD<<.
me: never!!! :)
my conscience: good thing, too. i couldn't stand being like you for a second.
me: -_-
noun-agreement, harmony
me: hey conscience!
my conscience: go away.
me: i got a new car!
my conscience: you're not even old enough to drive.
me: it's a Honda >>ACCORD<<.
my conscience: hey wait a minute that's not even how you use the word 'accord'!!
me: yes it is!
my conscience: no it's not!
me: yes it is!
my conscience: *sigh* when will we ever be in >>ACCORD<<.
me: never!!! :)
my conscience: good thing, too. i couldn't stand being like you for a second.
me: -_-
Sunday, January 17, 2010
daily dictionary designation! (try saying that 10 times fast!)
today's word: voluble
adjective-talkative
me: hey hey conscience! guess what?!
my conscience: do i want to know?
me: did you know that 'the lovely bones' movie came out two days ago and i wanted to see it but my mommy said no cuz it was too gory but i dont get her reasoning because she lets me read the book but not watch the movie jeez it was like that time she told me to read 'flowers for algernon' and i got to the part where charlie and that other girl were like getting it on in their bedroom and im like 'mom you told me to read this?!' and she's like 'oh i forgot that part was there' and im just standing there like 'wat the heck?' and she just shrugged. hey is that a puppy?
my conscience: well you're certainly >>VOLUBLE<< today...
me: yea also did you see the newspaper column about percy jackson the movie today it was like so cool i cut it out and put it in my binder....*continues while conscience slowly backs away*
adjective-talkative
me: hey hey conscience! guess what?!
my conscience: do i want to know?
me: did you know that 'the lovely bones' movie came out two days ago and i wanted to see it but my mommy said no cuz it was too gory but i dont get her reasoning because she lets me read the book but not watch the movie jeez it was like that time she told me to read 'flowers for algernon' and i got to the part where charlie and that other girl were like getting it on in their bedroom and im like 'mom you told me to read this?!' and she's like 'oh i forgot that part was there' and im just standing there like 'wat the heck?' and she just shrugged. hey is that a puppy?
my conscience: well you're certainly >>VOLUBLE<< today...
me: yea also did you see the newspaper column about percy jackson the movie today it was like so cool i cut it out and put it in my binder....*continues while conscience slowly backs away*
Saturday, January 16, 2010
an artemis fowl short!
Artemis opened the door to see a FedEx delivery guy at his door. Behind him was a curious 16-wheeler truck.
"Excuse me," the FedEx delivery guy said with sincere sincerity, "Did you order one metric tons of lollipops?"
Artemis' eye twitched.
"Excuse me," the FedEx delivery guy said with sincere sincerity, "Did you order one metric tons of lollipops?"
Artemis' eye twitched.
daily dictionary designation! (try saying that 10 times fast!)
today's word: ephemeral
adjective-constantly changing
me: *in a friendly way* hey, conscience! how are you today?
my conscience: wow you're in a good mood. usually you're pissed off at me.
me: *in a mad way* WHAT DO YOU MEAN, GOOD MOOD? IM PISSED OFF AT YOU!!
my conscience: okayyyy....
me: *in a sad way* why are you always mean to me?! *sob* you're never friendly to me!!
my conscience: well SOMEone's emotions are definitely >>EPHEMERAL<< today.
me: *in a friendly way* hey conscience! how are you today?
my conscience: oh boy...
me: *in a mad way* WHAT DO YOU MEAN, OH BOY!? IM PISSED OFF AT YOU!!
my conscience: ...
adjective-constantly changing
me: *in a friendly way* hey, conscience! how are you today?
my conscience: wow you're in a good mood. usually you're pissed off at me.
me: *in a mad way* WHAT DO YOU MEAN, GOOD MOOD? IM PISSED OFF AT YOU!!
my conscience: okayyyy....
me: *in a sad way* why are you always mean to me?! *sob* you're never friendly to me!!
my conscience: well SOMEone's emotions are definitely >>EPHEMERAL<< today.
me: *in a friendly way* hey conscience! how are you today?
my conscience: oh boy...
me: *in a mad way* WHAT DO YOU MEAN, OH BOY!? IM PISSED OFF AT YOU!!
my conscience: ...
Friday, January 15, 2010
Artemis on AIM--Chapter Two!!
lepgurl<3: ahhh..perfect day today. no trouble at work, no Trouble bothering me, no trouble with 15 year old geniuses...
evil_genius89: It's genii.
lepgurl<3: dang i spoke too soon.
evil_genius89: I have made up my mind and decided to forgive you, Mulch, and Foaly for using bad grammar. I am not angry with you anymore.
dwarfs_luv_dirt: *snort*
lepgurl<3: must...stifle...laughter...HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
evil_genius89:I am serious! To prove how serious I am, I will use bad grammar for the rest of the message! see? look, i am using bad grammar now!
lepgurl<3: *waves hands* ooooooooooh ur sooooooo evil now, artemis.
dwarfs_luv_dirt: lol good one holly.
evil_genius89: this is as far as i can go before my brain explodes.
lepgurl<3: WAIT! DON'T EXPLODE YOUR BRAIN YET!!!
evil_genius89: ...because you care about me?
lepgurl<3: *snort* no way! so i can be there and take a picture when it happens! it'll be a perfect Kodak moment! XD
evil_genius89: some friends you are.
centaurs-pwn-all: YEP THAT'S US!!
evil_genius89: greetings, foaly.
centaurs-pwn-all: i have to tell you something that happened to me today. it was hilarious.
evil_genius89: what happened?
centaurs-pwn-all: well there was this total newbie that had a weak firewall. i was able to hack into it easily. what a nerd.
dwarfs_luv_dirt: look who's talking.
evil_genius89: lol. (XD gosh, that's way too funny...)
lepgurl<3: *gag* omg, you SO don't know how to say that right artemis...it looks so gross when you say lol! you have ruined that phrase for me forever...
dwarfs_luv_dirt: actually i thought it was appropriate, the way he said it.
evil_genius89: thank you, mulch.
dwarfs_luv_dirt: NOT! XD haha you just got PWNED!
lepgurl<3: ROFL!
centaurs-pwn-all: lmao...
evil_genius89: it's not that funny.
dwarfs_luv_dirt: okay, you're right.
evil_genius89: i know i am.
dwarfs_luv_dirt: and to show you my apologies, i'll sendd you a nice basket of..........LOLLIPOPS!! (for artemis HATES lollipops)
lepgurl<3: XDDDDDD oh god....nice one! lol!
centaurs-pwn-all: rofl! that was classic! he totally fell for it again.....
lepgurl<3: my side hurts. bye guys, see ya later.
centaurs-pwn-all: noooo! don't leave me chatting with mr. dirt and mr. lollipop!
dwarfs_luv_dirt: i don't think lollipop boy is on anymore.
centaurs-pwn-all: whew. man, i thought he'd never leave. cya'll tomorrow!
evil_genius89: It's genii.
lepgurl<3: dang i spoke too soon.
evil_genius89: I have made up my mind and decided to forgive you, Mulch, and Foaly for using bad grammar. I am not angry with you anymore.
dwarfs_luv_dirt: *snort*
lepgurl<3: must...stifle...laughter...HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
evil_genius89:I am serious! To prove how serious I am, I will use bad grammar for the rest of the message! see? look, i am using bad grammar now!
lepgurl<3: *waves hands* ooooooooooh ur sooooooo evil now, artemis.
dwarfs_luv_dirt: lol good one holly.
evil_genius89: this is as far as i can go before my brain explodes.
lepgurl<3: WAIT! DON'T EXPLODE YOUR BRAIN YET!!!
evil_genius89: ...because you care about me?
lepgurl<3: *snort* no way! so i can be there and take a picture when it happens! it'll be a perfect Kodak moment! XD
evil_genius89: some friends you are.
centaurs-pwn-all: YEP THAT'S US!!
evil_genius89: greetings, foaly.
centaurs-pwn-all: i have to tell you something that happened to me today. it was hilarious.
evil_genius89: what happened?
centaurs-pwn-all: well there was this total newbie that had a weak firewall. i was able to hack into it easily. what a nerd.
dwarfs_luv_dirt: look who's talking.
evil_genius89: lol. (XD gosh, that's way too funny...)
lepgurl<3: *gag* omg, you SO don't know how to say that right artemis...it looks so gross when you say lol! you have ruined that phrase for me forever...
dwarfs_luv_dirt: actually i thought it was appropriate, the way he said it.
evil_genius89: thank you, mulch.
dwarfs_luv_dirt: NOT! XD haha you just got PWNED!
lepgurl<3: ROFL!
centaurs-pwn-all: lmao...
evil_genius89: it's not that funny.
dwarfs_luv_dirt: okay, you're right.
evil_genius89: i know i am.
dwarfs_luv_dirt: and to show you my apologies, i'll sendd you a nice basket of..........LOLLIPOPS!! (for artemis HATES lollipops)
lepgurl<3: XDDDDDD oh god....nice one! lol!
centaurs-pwn-all: rofl! that was classic! he totally fell for it again.....
lepgurl<3: my side hurts. bye guys, see ya later.
centaurs-pwn-all: noooo! don't leave me chatting with mr. dirt and mr. lollipop!
dwarfs_luv_dirt: i don't think lollipop boy is on anymore.
centaurs-pwn-all: whew. man, i thought he'd never leave. cya'll tomorrow!
daily dictionary designation! (try saying that 10 times fast!)
today's word: pallid
adjective-pale
me: hey, this lollipop tastes pretty good!!
my conscience: oh, that's been out since two halloweens ago. i forgot to throw it out. my bad.
me: ....
my conscience: are you okay? you're looking a little >>PALLID<<.
me: *runs to bathroom*
adjective-pale
me: hey, this lollipop tastes pretty good!!
my conscience: oh, that's been out since two halloweens ago. i forgot to throw it out. my bad.
me: ....
my conscience: are you okay? you're looking a little >>PALLID<<.
me: *runs to bathroom*
Thursday, January 14, 2010
video clips!!
occasionally i will find a video that i love. when that happens, i'll post some of the funniest parts of that video! so here's one i've recently enjoyed!
Potter Puppet Pals!: "Snape's Diary"
harry: look what i found!
ron: is that a book?
herimone: i know a thing or two about books, and that's a book!
ron: is it a young adult vampire romance novel?
*gets sent to corner*
harry: it's not just any book! it's snape's diary!
ron: oh boy! can we read it?
harry: i have a better idea! let's read it!
herimone: oh what an interesting character study this will be!
and that is all! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x_UMdBzP48M <---that's the video!
Potter Puppet Pals!: "Snape's Diary"
harry: look what i found!
ron: is that a book?
herimone: i know a thing or two about books, and that's a book!
ron: is it a young adult vampire romance novel?
*gets sent to corner*
harry: it's not just any book! it's snape's diary!
ron: oh boy! can we read it?
harry: i have a better idea! let's read it!
herimone: oh what an interesting character study this will be!
and that is all! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x_UMdBzP48M <---that's the video!
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