so it was number 3, mattia, mp3-boi, the narcissist, zo-zo, and blitz at this party thing.
mattia came later, so the first few events, she will be left out of, just for your information.
but basically, blitz and zo-zo worked on the play and acting silly until the guys got there, blahblahblah,
then we went into the backyard and acted silly.
zo-zo was swinging, mp3-boi was attempting to get on the swinging-gymnastic bar thing, the narcissist was jumping on the mini-trampoline, (so was blitz and later several others) and number 3 was scaring the dog. :3 later joined by mp3-boi and the narcissist.
mp3-boi and blitz made smalltalk on the teeter-totter. thingy.
and then we did the strangest thing; we managed to fit all five of us on zo-zo's roof. i love it, already, 'cos i've been up there. same with zo-zo, but the guys were so freaked. x3
we listened to ‘walking on sunshine’ and some classic rock (pink floyd, the doors), and alton’s claim of my ‘anthem’, ‘i kissed a girl.’
number 3 liked it at the end, and so did the narcissist. he understood the roof method of relaxation. i think mp3-boi was a bit freaked out, though. :p
we did go trick or treating, for the last time. :) but then zo-zo's dog, koko (spelling's off, i know) escaped the house.
so we all went hunting for him. (long story short, we left for three hours and basically couldn't find him. but we'll get back to that. ;3)
and the narcissist claims that i'm 'too social' on halloween.
because i hugged a 'creeper' (one of the people dressed in black that jumps up and scares the sht out of you), and i patted all of the fake skeletons on the head.
okay. so it’s a little weird. but…. it was fun! ☺
hugs are the sht.
and I scared the poor narcissist by swinging at a 180ยบ angle, like sideways. above the ground. (we were in one of those mini-twin swings. long story.
and then mattia came, and we were off again to look for koko.
with fail-producing results, but whatever.
so with heavy hearts and little candy, because we didn’t trick or treat too much (last year, ohnoes!), we headed to the backyard again and just talked. zo-zo was devastated, but number 3 wasn’t really paying attention.
he thought he heard something; a bell.
so mp3-boi, zo-zo, and number 3 ran out of the yard, the narcissist, blitz, and mattia following, and we looked around the next door neighbor’s yard.
so we’d searched everywhere but the garden (i don’t like to trod on people’s crops), and didn’t find anything.
but, zo-zo was so sad. ): so at the risk of being yelled at by the neighbors, zo-zo and blitz. the others, except mp3-boi, who probably didn’t want to go in their garden, either, had started to leave, and blitz saw something that looked rather like an overturned (very small) shopping cart.
it was a raccoon trap.
zo-zo looked down and saw koko; we let her out, and figured out that he had walked into the trap, and was stuck there for about four hours.
praise the F.U.N.K.!!
but, relieved, we went back on the roof for a few minutes, talked, and, uh, had a contest.
between me and the narcissist, but mp3-boi, uh, helped.
see now, the narcissist, he’s got a real talent when it comes to moaning. like a girl.
as in, talent enough to be on some sort of pr0n-commerical.
so, ah, we held a contest to see what he would sound like next to a real girl moaning.
blitz was the lucky contestant.
:| and zo-zo recorded us, for future, uh, prosperity.
and though we sound exactly alike (which is creepy but hilarious), the narcissist won because he added some nice touches. (‘oh! mm. so de-li-cious!’ and in a guy voice ‘OH, YEAH. YES.’)
but it was awesome, the whole night. except losing koko. but that let us walk around and talk.
blissfully wonderful, some words that I haven’t agreed with in a while.
thank you fellow F.U.N.K. enthusiasts for the fabulous night. hope yours was great, too.
blitzoftheF.U.N.K.
Figures,
U’ll
Never
Know
p.s.: hope you guys (even the ones i don’t know! :p) had fun trick or treating, or partying, or whatever you did.
Saturday, November 1, 2008
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