Paralax
08-01-2006, 10:01
Mr. Wiggles II invites all nations to a peace conference
over short wave radio Mr. Wiggles II sends th following message
with a click and a buzz Mr. Wiggles II turns on the machine.
nations, i Mr. Wiggles II formally invite you to a peace conference, all nations are invited and we are working towards a better, more peaceful future.
little snickers heard in the backround
shh.. shh... and umm, i welcome you to paralax, its cold here so bring a coat, and dance shoes
uncontroled laughter in the backround
shut up! its not funny i am serious, i even have a tuxedo! i have grown a little bit, but i think it still fits me
in the backround hysterical laughter and pounding on desks in the backround are heard
Mr. Wiggles II heavy footsteps are heard walking away from the mike
"You best Shut the friggin hell up!"
with a waddle he lumbered back to the microphone
anyways... please come, we have food, its tasty, especially, our suckling walrus, and we will even be having a ball, and the high delegates will be allowed to dance with myself, and your wives may spend the night with me,
crying heard in the background, followed by laughter, followed by coughing, and stifled giggles from the new members of Mr. Wiggles II government who heard of this speech who have came to hear it for themselvs
excuse me
in the microphone the delegates listening could hear the anger of Mr. Wiggles and the most horrible sound that they have ever heard came over the microphone, a gut churning, sloshing, squishing, gurgle of noise coming from Mr. Wiggles II lumpy body as he stormed around toward his officials. the sound of the floor cracking under the weight of a jumping Mr. Wiggles II off of the podium.
(and trust me, The sound of the floor cracking and the sound of fat slushing around of Mr. Wiggles II is the second most horibble sound you can ever hear)
(just think about this, there cant be much worse than what was just said, but here it is)
As the moaning fat man tried to scramble his way out of the cracked floor, and the moans and grunts following, there came a gurgle of food coming up from Mr. Wiggles II stomach. The sound of Mr. Wiggles II puking reached the microphone, but it was multiplied by the sound of 400 pounds of ugly yellow greasy fat spilling out of what sounded like a suctioned mayonase jar. But there was another sound as well, like a cat hacking up a furball.
One of Mr. Wiggles II's aid walked up to the microphone and spoke;
So, please, come join us for dinner and a ball!
over short wave radio Mr. Wiggles II sends th following message
with a click and a buzz Mr. Wiggles II turns on the machine.
nations, i Mr. Wiggles II formally invite you to a peace conference, all nations are invited and we are working towards a better, more peaceful future.
little snickers heard in the backround
shh.. shh... and umm, i welcome you to paralax, its cold here so bring a coat, and dance shoes
uncontroled laughter in the backround
shut up! its not funny i am serious, i even have a tuxedo! i have grown a little bit, but i think it still fits me
in the backround hysterical laughter and pounding on desks in the backround are heard
Mr. Wiggles II heavy footsteps are heard walking away from the mike
"You best Shut the friggin hell up!"
with a waddle he lumbered back to the microphone
anyways... please come, we have food, its tasty, especially, our suckling walrus, and we will even be having a ball, and the high delegates will be allowed to dance with myself, and your wives may spend the night with me,
crying heard in the background, followed by laughter, followed by coughing, and stifled giggles from the new members of Mr. Wiggles II government who heard of this speech who have came to hear it for themselvs
excuse me
in the microphone the delegates listening could hear the anger of Mr. Wiggles and the most horrible sound that they have ever heard came over the microphone, a gut churning, sloshing, squishing, gurgle of noise coming from Mr. Wiggles II lumpy body as he stormed around toward his officials. the sound of the floor cracking under the weight of a jumping Mr. Wiggles II off of the podium.
(and trust me, The sound of the floor cracking and the sound of fat slushing around of Mr. Wiggles II is the second most horibble sound you can ever hear)
(just think about this, there cant be much worse than what was just said, but here it is)
As the moaning fat man tried to scramble his way out of the cracked floor, and the moans and grunts following, there came a gurgle of food coming up from Mr. Wiggles II stomach. The sound of Mr. Wiggles II puking reached the microphone, but it was multiplied by the sound of 400 pounds of ugly yellow greasy fat spilling out of what sounded like a suctioned mayonase jar. But there was another sound as well, like a cat hacking up a furball.
One of Mr. Wiggles II's aid walked up to the microphone and spoke;
So, please, come join us for dinner and a ball!