Dangerous Kat

I just realized that my signature makes this thread a little ironic.

 

I am not obsessed with feet, I swear.

 

I am obsessed with noses.

 

--Jack

Yes! Noses rock!

*cough*jointhenosefans*cough*

ok I added esperia75

Can't wait to hear them.

 

By the way do whales really go Mooo?

Thought cows did that?

No, they don't really go Mooo The whale was retarded

That was a great story Becky! How come you're such a god writer?!

I'll continue part 4 of my story later today

Part 4 will be out tomorrow

I have to go now sadly. Well have a pervy day all of you!

Can I write one? Or wouldn't that be fair on you guys?

Of course you can write one!

:fisch:

 

 

Girls.. I don't need apples or anything to be a perv... :roftl:

 

I'm a natural one, you know..

 

Just pretending not to be, cause I'm a holy Sister too...

 

Am I comitting a sin???

Yay! She's a perv! Now let's all start a perv parade!

*throws away her sigarette*

 

So.. I can go now??

 

 

I didn't really bite you know...

 

You really have to do better than that...

 

*stands up*

 

Goodbye everyone!!

Noo! *drags Sasje back*

:hypo: *takes the apple and takes a bite*

 

 

 

Hiya Girls...

 

How pervy are we today???

Yay! She is now a perv!

*comes back* :hypo:

Now take a bite to test the apple!

Well, thank you..

 

They look really delicious...

 

But I think I have to save it for my pie, huh??

 

*stands up*

 

Thank you again..

 

I think I go back to the bar now..

Noo! She's escaping! *goes after Sasje and hypnotises her wit pervy apple*

*gives Sasje apples* now bite it! Mwahaha!

Quick! Hold her down while I make her pervy!

yeah...but wouldn't it be harder to draw if there was a particular little bump that stood out??

Meh, I love it anyway!!!! On the topic of noses, i have a cute little nose similiar to Mika's, but mine is freckly (trust me, nobody bags the freckles, OR ELSE!!! Dangerous Kat, you know what i mean, tell 'em!) anyway... the only reason i would ever hate that nose of his would be if he had lotsa nose hairs-EWW!!!! i hate those grimy little things that poke out and be ickyfull!!! BLURG!!!(soz, my wierd language) yeah...Mikas nose...

Yes, she's got a cute nose *cough* *cough*...hehe...nah it's a good nose (but not as good as Mika's)

Join us Sasje!!!

Yay! Go people with glasses! Hoorah!

lol ok that's cool but you'll still be known as a Mika's Nose Fan

Ok mikasgf has decided to join the Mika's Nose Fans!!

I told you on MSN so now you know lol

Oh and you'd have to know what the chicken was about to know what i was talking about at the end...*whistles*

"retarded whale" ha ha ha

R.I.P. retarded whale...

The next morning I wake up very early to the sound of screams. As soon as I open my eyes, I see Mika throwing berries at a washed up whale on the island.

"AAAHHH!"

I quickly run up to him and as I get closer, I see he has berry spots on his shirt and face.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

"IT'S A WHALE! AHH!"

"I think it's dead..."

"Well why don't you poke it with a stick then?!?!"

MOOOO!

"AH! What was that?!" I say.

"The whale's retarded!"

"Give me some of those berries!"

I grab some berries from Mika's hand and join him in 'let’s throw berries at the retarded whale'. It moos a few more times and we run out of berries to throw so Mika gets a large rock.

"MOOOO!" The whale says before it dies.

"What now? We don't have anymore food since someone started throwing it all at the whale!"

"Well you did too!"

"THAT'S BECAUSE IT MOOOED!"

After that we calm down a bit and try to find some more food. No success except for an unknown bird which we can't cook.

"Lets have some chicken..."

"Mika, that bird isn't a chi-OH MY GOD!"

I stare at Mika blankly for a minute until...

I wake up, treasuring the few moments of peace before i remember why I'm lying on a leaf bed in the middle of a small, deserted island. "Hello." Comes a voice from above. My eyes open blearily and there he is! Mika is standing over me, dirty but still managing to be very happy and energetic. ''G'Morning..." I say back, looking at him sleepily. Blinking, I stand up and walk over to near the shore, I sit down on the sand and turn to see Mika looking a bot worried and a teensy bit scared. Slowly, I walk over to him and pat his back comfortingly. "It's OK Mika, sweety," I tell him. He looks at me and says: "You have dirt on your nose, you know." I smirk and say "Yeah, well you are covered in the stuff!" With this I poke my tongue out. "Have a bath." I demand. "You smell."

"Do you think that is possible??" He asks nastily, and turns away.

"It's just a bit of water!!!" I yell at him, and a couple of nasty words come out. Mika sticks his finger up at me, still facing away. A sniff and put my nose up, then, as quick as I can, I run and push Mika toward the water's edge. He yells and tries to stop me, but I dodge his hand and keep forcing him closer to the sea. Mika steps sideways and I trip, falling fowards, but I don't care for the pain I now have in my knee, I just storm off. 'Hmmm...' I'm getting ideas... I look over at Mika, sitting under the shade of a palm tree, looking pretty mad.It's close to midday and getting pretty hot, my plan is forming in my head. I remember a scene off The Pirates of the Carribeann 2, Dead Man's Chest. Elizabeth falls over in a desperate attempt to get the attention of three fighting men, Will Turner, Captain Jack Sparrow and Commodre Norrington. I decide to imitate her. As loud as possible, I crie "Oh. OH!!! THE HEAT!!!" And fall over. I open one eye to see what Mika's reaction is...

That's funny

I'll continue my story in a minute....

He'd probably mess it up too and say something like "My cobra king don't want any unless you have buns, honey!"

 

(Notice how I snuck a Bowie reference in there? Classy!)

 

--Jack

You're right! And he should do that (with his glasses and marshmallows in his mouth). It would be so fun to watch...

i like that tina. you should be an author with me when we grow up..as well as a graphics designer of course!! you're so funny...im gonna giv it a go...

Thanks

I can't wait to read yours