oliveu2cm
Rock n' Roll Doggie FOB
Olive: *leading Fishy in, who is blindfolded* watch your step dear!
*Fishy natch tripped her way behind Olive, giggle and asking questions*
Olive: shhhh it's a surprise!
*she lead Fishy into the gigantic auditorium and sat her next to Bluey. Opal sat on the other side of her.*
Opal: We just wanted to wish you a happy birthday!
Fishy *giggling* can I take off my blindfold yet?
Olive: yes, go ahead!
*Fishy undid the blindfold and gasped at the large red curtain that covered the stage* What's behind it?
Bluey: um, that is it, Fishy. We got you a curtain.
*Fishy looked at her, eyes wide, then laughed when she realized she was joking. Bluey leaned over and strapped a party hat on her head, and Opal and Olive blew their noise makers*
*suddenly all the house lights lowered and the red curtain parted*
*on stage a single figure stood, hidden in darkness, his body posture confident yet very aware of his audience.* [/b]
Opal: whooohooo!
Olive: shhh!
*Adam cleared his throat and stepped into the spotlight. Fishy burst out laughing. Adam was completely nude, except for a large red bow that wrapped around his waist like a belt. Olive Bluey and Opal cat-called and Fishy blushed, giggling into her hands*
Adam: Fishy, they asked me to give you a birthday present, and I wanted so say something special. So I wrote you a apoem
*phistos* Awwww!
Adam: *blushing looking down*
Olive *whispering* the costume was his idea! we didn't even have to ask!
Bluey: Bet you have your hands full with that one!
*Fishy giggled with excitement*
Adam: *into the mic, in his posh accent*
Why I love Brooms
By Adam Clayton
They think I like spoons
but I really like brooms
because spoons you can stir
but they can't make me purr.
Brooms live in closets
where i love to be
and every time I go to a closet
it reminds me of she.
*fishy giggled as the other three groaned , trying not to laugh. adam continued.*
Brooms have harsh bristles
and are made of wood
but she is soft and cuddly
and always looks good.
Brooms come in handy
to clean accidents and messes
but sometimes it's my fault
she likes it when I wear dresses.
I love brooms
they leave everything so neat.
but she's the only one
who can sweep me off my feet.
I've found that sometimes
brooms bring me lot of luck
especially around fishy
when she wants to- *he smiled* open presents!
Olive: Hey! that doesn't rhyme!
*The phistos clapped and hollared, pushing Fishy foward. She ran up on stage, tripping right into his arms. He caught her suavely, grinning at her*
Bluey: she likes to DUCK! duck rhymes!
Opal: or drive a TRUCK
Olive: Giddy-UP?
Adam: Happy Birthday baby!
*the curtain descended just as Fishy reached for the bow*
HAPPY BIRTHDAY FISHYYY!!!
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"Songs are the language of the spirit... the melodies are how you sing to God. It's a deep language. But they can't explain everything, because really great songs touch places that you can't explain." -Bono
U2 Take Me Higher
MPS: "Evil shouldn't look this good"
"The way I might look at you" ~Adam
*Fishy natch tripped her way behind Olive, giggle and asking questions*
Olive: shhhh it's a surprise!
*she lead Fishy into the gigantic auditorium and sat her next to Bluey. Opal sat on the other side of her.*
Opal: We just wanted to wish you a happy birthday!
Fishy *giggling* can I take off my blindfold yet?
Olive: yes, go ahead!
*Fishy undid the blindfold and gasped at the large red curtain that covered the stage* What's behind it?
Bluey: um, that is it, Fishy. We got you a curtain.
*Fishy looked at her, eyes wide, then laughed when she realized she was joking. Bluey leaned over and strapped a party hat on her head, and Opal and Olive blew their noise makers*
*suddenly all the house lights lowered and the red curtain parted*
*on stage a single figure stood, hidden in darkness, his body posture confident yet very aware of his audience.* [/b]
Opal: whooohooo!
Olive: shhh!
*Adam cleared his throat and stepped into the spotlight. Fishy burst out laughing. Adam was completely nude, except for a large red bow that wrapped around his waist like a belt. Olive Bluey and Opal cat-called and Fishy blushed, giggling into her hands*
Adam: Fishy, they asked me to give you a birthday present, and I wanted so say something special. So I wrote you a apoem
*phistos* Awwww!
Adam: *blushing looking down*
Olive *whispering* the costume was his idea! we didn't even have to ask!
Bluey: Bet you have your hands full with that one!
*Fishy giggled with excitement*
Adam: *into the mic, in his posh accent*
Why I love Brooms
By Adam Clayton
They think I like spoons
but I really like brooms
because spoons you can stir
but they can't make me purr.
Brooms live in closets
where i love to be
and every time I go to a closet
it reminds me of she.
*fishy giggled as the other three groaned , trying not to laugh. adam continued.*
Brooms have harsh bristles
and are made of wood
but she is soft and cuddly
and always looks good.
Brooms come in handy
to clean accidents and messes
but sometimes it's my fault
she likes it when I wear dresses.
I love brooms
they leave everything so neat.
but she's the only one
who can sweep me off my feet.
I've found that sometimes
brooms bring me lot of luck
especially around fishy
when she wants to- *he smiled* open presents!
Olive: Hey! that doesn't rhyme!
*The phistos clapped and hollared, pushing Fishy foward. She ran up on stage, tripping right into his arms. He caught her suavely, grinning at her*
Bluey: she likes to DUCK! duck rhymes!
Opal: or drive a TRUCK
Olive: Giddy-UP?
Adam: Happy Birthday baby!
*the curtain descended just as Fishy reached for the bow*
HAPPY BIRTHDAY FISHYYY!!!
------------------
"Songs are the language of the spirit... the melodies are how you sing to God. It's a deep language. But they can't explain everything, because really great songs touch places that you can't explain." -Bono
U2 Take Me Higher
MPS: "Evil shouldn't look this good"
"The way I might look at you" ~Adam