Saturday, April 26, 2008

KITH PART II

I don't have any before pictures....you know when we were dry...lol

After the show we realized how bad it was outside...it looked like a monsoon!!! We found our way to the back of the building and stood in the pouring rain for what seemed like a lifetime....until a sweet guy comes over and asks if we would like to come in....and of course I sure as hell wasn't going to say no!!

He takes us to a room and tells us to wait, that they would be coming out shortly. There was only like 9 of us in their, I changed my shirt, tried to fix my face as good as I could, but I still looked like a wet dog.

You can see that we are excited!!




Kevin is the first to enter into the room, as he walked toward us I am sure that I had a frightening look on my face b/c I was scared shitless to open my mouth. We both immediatly become rambling idiots!!! Sherry can't seem to stop hitting poor Kevin on the shoulder, almost knocking his arm off...LOL...then he ran away scared for his life....We didn't get a picture with him sad to say.

then Bruce walks in (you can see him behind her)



He was extremely funny and looked like he hasn't aged a bit...in my opinion anyway....the photos may seem so, but he really looked amazing in person. I was afraid that Sherry was going to have a heart attack...lol...She tells him that they are the same height and that it was meant to be. He kisses her on the cheek....I didn't grab the camera fast enough so I didn't catch that one on film....



and then I got my hands on him......



He wanted to know what the deal was with Grand Prairie...I told him it wasn't anything special, that this town was like a fly trap, once you get sucked in it's almost next to impossible to leave. He said he could relate to that. He and Sherry talked about California. He couldn't believe that we actually stood out in the rain to see them, he gave us all free t-shirts....it was awesome...then he said he was going to make his rounds....then Scott comes in....

He semi dances over to us and I put my arms around him and gave him the biggest hug...



When he went to take his picture with Sherry I told him that he needed to make sure that she was breathing b/c if she passed out I'd be screwed b/c she was my ride home...he thought that was funny...I wound up cutting his head off in the photo b/c I was laughing and shaking so hard.



And then.....drum roll....Dave walks in!!! I turned around and white knuckled Sherry, I thought I was going to die right then and there....He walks over toward us and shakes our hand...asked us our name. Sherry told him that we brought cheese and crackers for them...




.....lol.....I thanked him for not imagining the tornado from earlier in the night...I told him that I would kill for a beer that I'd probably be a little more unfrazzled if I were drinking...he looked around and asked if their were any in there, I said no, they stopped selling as soon as the show was over....he said that was a crime....I agreed....that's when Sherry mentioned the crackers.

I got my picture with him....I think I blacked out at this point.

My eyes are screaming oh holy fuck!!!


I have him sign stuff and then he goes to the next group where Bruce was. I forgot to have Bruce sign the book and he came back over then crossed back to where Elizabeth was. Sherry and I quietly scream like school girls at this point, trying to collect ourselves. We striked a pose as usual.I notice Bruce watching us...haha... Sherry and Bruce start eyeballing eachother from across the room. She smiles, he smiles, then she pulls a Fonzy....LOL....Dave was eating cheese off the table and Bruce walks back over and now this is where it gets good...LOL

So Bruce comes back over and I'm not really sure how it begins b/c she was giving information out freely that was freaking me out...like telling Dave that she was surprised that I wasn't freaking out b/c he was my imaginary boyfriend....he laughed....I slapped her...Dave made a comment about how we were all about the Brucie and Sherry corrects him by saying that I love him, not Bruce...hahaha...he kept laughting b/c I would hit her everytime....

Then she says to both of them 'yeah, we have a fantasy about the two of you' and Bruce was like, really??!! Then Dave in mid bite looks up in a 'did i hear fantasy' sort of way and Sherry repeats it like she was stuck on that same sentence over and over...hahaha...I hit her again and Bruce makes a comment about as long as we don't see eachother naked then it was all good...he steps back and says 'now we wouldn't mind seeing you naked just not each other.'.....Dave begins to agree....at this point I was going to intervene and actually explain to them about Shnergan Dergan...that it was more like an adult fairy tale than a fantasy but I canned that idea....b/c then the two of them went at it...like it was a sketch....fucking brilliant!!

Bruce goes 'you can blind us by a really bright flash.'
Dave goes 'oh yeah, yeah, you can gouge our eyes out.'
There are like getting really into it....
I go 'nah, I'll just give you both blind folds.'

We all have a good laugh....then I took the 'fantasy' picture.


Some people come up to them and then they turn back around and proceed to bull shit with us...it was awesome. So I wanted a picture with all of us....you know for Chica and Freaka....


Shnergan Dergan Baby!!! YEAH!!


Bruce leaves for real...giving us hugs on his way out. Dave circles the room and lands where Mark is. When Dave leaves Sherry says we loved him...he turned around blew us a kiss and said that he loved us too. *EEK*

Mark was hilarious....we have come to the conclusion that we are estranged siblings....

I'm not sure what happened to my face in this picture...lol...we were both being silly, he just looks better at doing it....but yeah...there's my long lost brother!!



Sherry attempts to crush Mark's head but her shadow does it instead.......



They were all so friendly....so down to earth, I felt at home around them...I thanked Mark for everything they have done...for coming to Dallas...for asking us to come inside...for taking the time and hanging out....it was just amazing!!! LOL

So we pack up our stuff and shove it back into Sherry's purse and walk back to the car in the pouring rain.




That was the end of our night!!!

Thursday, April 24, 2008

KITH PART I

Sherry comes to pick me up for the show, the storms are slowing rolling toward DFW and it looked like it would be a promising rocky night. I told her that I didn't care what happened, if a tornado were to hit just as long as Dave came out to announce it I would be all good!!

We get to Nokia, buy a beer and venture down to find our seats. I took a picture with my phone of their welcome screen....if I knew that we could use our cameras at that time I would have taken more pictures.

Welcome Screen


The 'Lets Rape Kevin' sketch begins and as their theme songs begins to play loudly, Kevin runs out on stage in his underwear and wifebeater with a ball gag in his mouth...or it could have been an apple...not too sure...they all started to chase him around the stage....I about died at that moment.

They immediatly went into their second sketch, 'the evil baby'...that was funny too...Okay so yeah, my brain is a little cluster fucked so I will write what I can remember at this point...lol

Bruce and Mark did their famous salesman characters and this time they were selling this:

you turn the faucet and drain your fat....lol....Bruce dancing and girating all over the stage...fucking hilarious.

Buddy Cole makes an appearance, of course, with a sketch saying that Jesus was gay....and it was pretty funny, but not my favorite.

'The Imaginary Girlfriend' was of course my favorite...duh...it was a sketch between Kevin and Dave. Dave was upset because he felt that his imaginary girlfriend was cheating on him...and come to find out she was cheating on him with Kevin. So they begin to fight....Dave says that he was going to imagine that she got into a car accident, Kevin says that he was going to imagine that her car was made of marshmellows so she wouldn't get hurt...then Dave said that he was going to imagine that her car explodes...then all of a sudden....BOOM!!!!.....the thunder crashes so loud it shakes the building....Dave comments....'what great sound effects!!'....silence....'I'll make sure not to imagine a tornado!!'......that was so funny b/c we were just talking about that.

They did Carfuckers....which was brilliant...of course...haha

Okay.....so Dave creates a time machine so he can go back in time to cheat last call....get more blow jobs for his birthday and to go back into time to stop Hitler from killing all the jews....only when that sketch started, the lights stopped working (it sounded like the building was about to blow away)....and Scott makes a comment 'god's lashing out b/c someone said jesus was gay'.....lol.....

They messed up on one of the sketches but it was priceless b/c they wound up just improving the entire thing, which is my favorite.

They did a dance sketch where they all come out and danced....I wish I that on video.

The chicken lady was there as well as the C/Kathy's.....



A horrible picture, I know

The sketch of Bruce

That was a pretty good one...they had a lot of old pictures of Bruce and Dave but my phone kept messing up, so this is the only good one I got.

Their encore was Mr. Tyzik crushing the heads of people in the audience and it ended with him crushing all the kids....

Kevin

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My Dave

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My phone messed up with Scott and Bruce....which sucked!!!!

and here is Mr. Tyzik about to crush his own head and then it was over.....



But the best happened after the show!!! The pictures should be getting developed tomorrow....so stay tuned to part two!!!

Monday, April 21, 2008

I DISTRACT EASILY...

I found my pink book today...YAY!!! I've been looking for this thing since 6-11-07!!!



This as the James book....all the crap pertaining to the Chunt is in here a long with all the booking bullshit going down at the time....so if you guys need any info on any clubs/book places here in the greater DFW area.....I'm your girl!!!

But back then, I didn't have the net, and there for awhile I didn't have my computer...but that is when I began to re-write my book...by hand mind you...which isn't unusual for me b/c I do that anyway.

Here is a blog from that day that I found somewhat comical b/c I still have the same complaints and the damn thing is finished....I might be the only one to find this ironic.

6-10-07

.........I wish I had a car that worked so I could leave this town for a day or two or ten. I wish I had a 3rd hand/arm to pet Sadey while I write and smoked. I wish I could have sex like Manson and Woods (the video had just come out)

I wish I could finish my book-OR STOP IT- Put it away and start on the other. Take a break!! Get away- Temporarily seperate myself from THEIR drama that I created....not like I don't have enough of my own to deal with....I need to see new characters, new faces, new love, new hurt, new confusion, new fears, raw insecurities, losses of hope, rekindled love, new ebraces, new kisses, NEW HANDS.....


It's funny b/c like I said I still have the same damn complaints. I am going to bed now...promise. I've done nothing but write all day today. I worked on my book for four hours...so it wasn't entirely lost....but we'll see how bad the back lashing will be in the morning...and not to mention the game of 20 questions I will play with my mother in the morning b/c she can't quite figure out what mind your own business means.

Oh and by the way....TWO DAYS!!!

NICE FIND!!



If I was his wife he'd be screaming...OH HELL YEAH SHE'S HOT!!! hahahaha

I love his sense of humor.

SOME OLD SCHOOL RANTS

I wrote this while watching Fear and Loathing at Caves one night....

I left tonight looking for revenge
When I arrived I heard Johnny’s voice in a mythical cloud and he was laughing
Liquid orange
Drowning my taste buds of all kinds of flavor
I am stuck on a line, a sentence composed of words that are lost or not meant to be shared
Why do people expect something spectacular from others?
If all you have is all you can give, who determines what is enough?


An open letter to the SandMan....during one of my insomnia spells....this one lasted 3 weeks.

Mister Man,

God I haven’t written in months!!! I drank tonight hoping that it would knock out the insomnia monster lurking in my brain. I have become a robot dancing on borrowed pages and no matter what I do, sleep finds no welcome mat here. Tell me something new…tell me something beautiful. Just PLEASE don’t borrow some poor man’s wisdom just to impress me. Silence is far more comforting than you mimicking a freshly painted wall waiting to watch dry. A dripping faucet is better company. God am I the pot calling the kettle black!! My eyes are black balls weighing my head down….I need to sleep!!!!



I don't remember when I wrote this....I use to have it on my Myspace....

I love the way rain smells
I love the way pain can sometimes hurt so good
I love the way she greets me at the door with her starving cry of damn woman why haven’t you fed me today
I love the fact that my bed is just the center piece to my room and that is it
I love who I am and that I want to be more
I love open windows
Fake smiles and pretend lovers
Lovers that come in like the tide
Wash away
Wash away
I love the fact that I should be sleeping
Should be dreaming
Of a house
Of a mysterious man
I’m not so complex you see, it’s easy, you just need to ask the right questions.



I'm done for the day

I TRULY THINK I'M ALLERGIC TO MONDAYS

I got a little nostalgic from the IM session the other night talking about poetry and reading my old crap on poetry.com. I am awake this morning, hot and humid and have several of my books around me.

I always had this stupid curse that all my good rants/nonsense/poetry if you want to call it that came from relationship mumbo jumbo....but after reading through 5 of my books I was very shocked that a lot of them were directed toward Peter...in which I am now beginning to think that isn't his name....

Peter is the boy that I have dreamt about practically my entire life. I have no idea who he is but we are connected in some way. The older I get the stronger the dreams become and they leave me sad and jolted for quite some time after I awaken. The last dream I had of him I had time traveled, we were both aware of it and it was time for me to come back...it was a very gut wrenching moment....I'll share it with you:

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I don’t remember the beginning, how I got to be where I was, all I remember is that I had time traveled-I don’t know what era it was-but imagine the older men in powdered wigs-but the younger ones didn’t wear them-

I was with a lady-similar to my age but I don’t know who she is-she was like my guide of some sort-she was the one pushing for me to leave but I wasn't going to leave without saying goodbye to him. We were both wearing peasant like dresses, but I wasn't a peasant.


we were standing in the corridor of a palace type place but it was the towns hall/court house-we were surrounded by marble, it was very beautiful and bright....there was art all over the walls and speratically placed around the room on isles.

There was a meeting being held...it had something to do with me and him...he was royalty and fighting for me....but I'm not sure what the reasons were.

I was frantically pacing-ignoring her stares insinuating that we must leave.....

the doors opened and floods of people were now all around us-smiling-laughing-

I saw his friend-but I couldn’t find him-I was fighting my way through the people-I kept locking eyes with his friend…everyone was moving in fast motion but he was standing there watching me and noticed the look on my face-I noticed his eyes wander over my shoulder and when I turned around, HE came up to me (Peter) he was smiling-happy to see me-He picked me up and spun me around the room. When he put me down I could still see his friend over his shoulder...he was a heavy distraction but I can't for the life of me know why


he put his arms around me and I tried not to cry....

he was wearing brown pants and a peasant like shirt-it was thin-tucked in-not typically what a person of royalty would wear...

I pushed him away from me-his smile faded when he saw the look on my face-all the while I could see his friend over his shoulder watching us-

his hair was long-loosely curled-tied in a clumsy pony tail that had gotten loose-

he asked me what was wrong-I tried not to cry-fighting the tears-I told him it was time for me to go-his face was horror stricken-his grip tightened around my arms-when he asked when-I choked ‘two hours’-sobbing silently so he wouldn’t see-two hours he silently cried and I just shook my head yes b/c if I had opened my mouth I would have cried-

he pulled me toward him hard-held me tight-caressing my hair-everyone stared-started whispering-he didn’t care-his heart was racing-his breath shallow-all the while he kept repositioning his hands-from my back to my hair-kept touching me-remembering me-

I almost fell-I heard gasps-he caught me-I buried my head into his shoulder-smelled him-took all of him in that I could so I would remember-remember that so if I ever saw him again in MY lifetime, I would know that it was him-I WILL FIND YOU-he whispered in my ear, kissed the inside of my neck....I closed my eyes......

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LOL....that was back in June. I begged for him to stop coming...whoever he is...he changes everytime he visits...but I always know who he is. This one was by far the strongest one though and fucked with my head for nearly a month afterward...it was like mourning a death....that's what it felt like. It's hard to explain.


I've had some people say that he is someone from a past life....then some say that he is an angel or a spirit that is tied to me somehow...but it took well over a decade for me even to see his full face....his face was always blurred...then all I saw was his mouth...lips...teeth...smile....then I saw him...very strange how that happened....then just every once in awhile he pops up, fucks with my head and then leaves.

Sunday, April 20, 2008

BRUSHING OFF THE COBWEBS




I made a comment to Alexiss today that I would like to retract...lol...God I've been so distracted the last three years that Johnny has been delicately packed away somewhere in lala land.

I got into my Kids In The Hall groove again the same time that I got wrapped up into James, you know so like an old married couple Johnny and I pretty much went our separate ways. But when I told Alexiss today that Dave meant more to me than Johnny, I heard the crack in his heart open and I felt horrible for saying such nonsense!!! LOL

I'm bored today guys. Seriously.

I've spent the last 4-5 hours whoring icons on the web...my eyes are bugging, my heart is racing from crap that my body has consumed this week....and I want to start writing my new book but I can't.

I found some really good pictures that I had never seen before and looking at him is like eating 10 pounds of raw icing....sugar shock.




I wish that I dreamt more of him because it's like reuniting with a lost soul when I do. They are never sexual though. They are awesome. The next book is based on a dream that I had with him...and it's going to be very hard to write. I spent over 2 weeks analyzing it and haven't analyzed a dream since.

This man is bound for greatness...but we all know that. I wish that he would write his book....I know he has mentioned it from time to time...it would be so awesome. He is the reason why I got into the Beats....I fell in love with Hunter S. Thompson b/c of Johnny....way before F & L came out too by the way(the movie)....I wish he would sell his art as well.

All the good men are locked away in Famousville.

Dave is my Canadian Johnny all the way. So I will be almost killing two birds with one stone on Wednesday. (Or at least meeting Dave won't give me a heart attack or make me suffer from a severe stroke that would cause me to foam unattractively out of my mouth by meeting him....I hope not anyway...lol)



THANK GOD IT WAS A DREAM

I should have written it down when I first woke up because I only remember bits and pieces. But this is truly a nightmare...lol...or to me anyway.

It was the post-part of show and Heather, Will, Shelly and Syd were all with me in this waiting area waiting for one of the kids to come out and play. I was nervous as usual, not really knowing what to expect, and then it happens.

First it's Mark and Bruce, then Kevin and Scott....it's crowded now...people swarming around them, then all of a sudden I notice Dave and I freeze right on spot. I can't move. I have everyones crap that they bought in my hands, several bags around my feet, shirts in my arm....I was like the lone husband stuck at the mall with his wife....it sucked.

Syd comes over and stands beside me, she said she thought Bruce was cute but was too shy to talk to him. Kevin comes over to me and we start to talk, I told him that she wanted to meet Bruce, so he takes her over to him, Bruce gives her a hug and she gets her picture taken with him. Next I know Dave walks up to her and hugs her and asks everyone if they want to join them on the bus for an after party, they were going to cook out and all that jazz....lol.....so I am thanking God at this point...BUT...I am still stuck with all the crap that was bought and while everyone is walking toward the bus I'm stuck trying to walk and carry all the shit.

At one point we all were around each other....drinking beer, cooking out....it was awesome, for everyone else that is b/c I turned into that poor deer stuck in the middle of the road while he stares down the 18 wheeler that is headed right toward him....I had Dave right in front of me and I didn't do a damn thing about it. hahahahaha




I know I'm missing something but I don't remember now. I'm hungry but I don't want to cook because then I would have to clean my kitchen and that would mean for me to get up and actually do something and that takes too much effort. Diane and I are supposed to go to lunch today and work on my book....which was what should have happened on Friday but it was my brilliant idea to have drinks instead...look where that got me. Broke with a broken bed and humiliation to slap me in the face first thing Monday morning at work...LOL. Oh well. Red Lobster awaits me today....mmmmm....can't wait.

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

TO EDIT OR NOT TO EDIT....

So I am sure the reaction that pops in your head is....'I thought you just got done with editing.'......No.

The process that I just put my book through was a 'critique process.' Which pretty much decides whether or not you need an outside editor to pick apart your scabby mistakes.

So...I find out the name of my agent today...Georgina.

She tells me that I may want to consider getting an outside editor b/c it will look better to buyers...you know shows that I'm dedicated and take my writing career seriously.

For a full line edit process...fuck...i'm copying and pasting:

A Full Edit covers the entire manuscript. A full edit is extremely helpful in selling your work as you would imagine. The national average price for editing, according to Writers' Market, the authority on such things, is $0.02 (US) per word. Just multiply the number of words in your manuscript times two cents per word. For example, a 10,000 word manuscript would cost $200, a 25,000 word manuscript would cost $500 to edit, etc. You may find that a full edit and the NAE are about the same cost depending on the size of your work.


So my word count is 98,155...leaving you with the grand ole total of *drum roll* $1,963.10!!!

I about gasped when I got that total and seriously....re-did it like 5 times thinking I had made a mistake....I even did the 10,000 x .02 just to make sure that it was 200.....my god!!!

So I wrote her back explaining to her that I can't afford that...not right now. According to my critique the only problems that were pointed out:

--line spacing: double
--change some dialogue mistakes...grammar
--get rid of these.....and replace with----

That's it.
That's it.

I can change that all in one day. I don't know what she will say. Maybe I will have to put it on the shelf for awhile. I knew I shouldn't have gotten excited....I should know better!!

Damn Letters To Wendy's guy!!! If he can get published then so can I....LOL

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

OKAY...YOU ASKED FOR IT!!!

I'll post all of them here...from the begining to the end so whoever reads so far can end with the one written today.....it will be long....but far worth it!!!

This all started with a dream that I had and a fortune cookie....the fortune cookie mentioned key details of my dream and I told Sherry that if I won the lottery that we would buy a town and title it Shnergan Dergan and we would be the rulers of the town....it would be asshole free and those who slipped through our fingers would be punished by being locked up in stocks in the middle of town and the passers by could throw whatever they wish at the pour souls....Sherry and I had been dealing with some major bullshit at that time so whatever it took to take the edge off the situation, I wrote stories to make both of us laugh. We don't hang out that much anymore so Shnergan Dergan has pretty much been dorment for awhile now....so I've decided to open it back up. These few are the begining....and I will begin to write more. I hope that you guys enjoy!!


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CHICA AND FREAKA STRIKE A POSE

One day Chica and Freaka were walking the streets of Shnergan Dergan, them sexy bitches, the wind was blowing threw their luscious hair and the song playing in the wind that day was 'Devil Inside' by NXS...All the boys couldn't resist their beauty and soon followed behind them.

Poor Freaka the two left footed hot momma that she is got all twisted and fell face down eating dirt...the song skipped and the town fell silent. Then Chica fell down on purpose so Freaka wouldn't look like such an ass all by herself. What a friend!!

All the boys were fighting over who would help the two dames in distress when all of a sudden the crowd splits apart and Bruce McCuloch and Dave Foley come sliding toward the ladies....all of a sudden the wind starts singing a different tune..."I wanna sex you up"....

Chica faints ever so gracefully into Bruce's arms and he whisks her away into her humble abode....mean while, Freaka decides to let Lipsy take a break from the bondage chamber and has a nice slice of David pie....while all the boys awwwing out in the street kicking dirt with their feet....maybe they will get their chance next time!!


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THE STORY OF THE FROG

Once upon a time in the land of Sha-na-na-na, a small town just a hop and a skip and a pebble throw away from Shnergan Dergan, there lived a colony of small frogs who so desperately wanted to become human so they could join all the fun and whispered what-nots that happened across the way...

So one day Bessy-May (the youngest and as it is rumored amongst the colony the non slimiest, most gorgeous thing they had seen since sliced bread) powdered herself, making sure that all the glistening was hidden very well so she could find a handsome young thing to kiss and make her human and worthy of Shnergan Dergan.

She made it through the swamp, through the never ending field of stickers and landed in the back yard of a very seemingly small house with a strange statue of David Hasselhoff (it looked as if it were a shrine for all the candles that were melted and some even still burning around him. ) Bessy-May shuddered a little but she wanted to be a part of Shnergan Dergan so bad that she shook it off and made it to the door.

Little did she know that the man dwelling in the house too loved frogs and wanted nothing more than to be one himself. He had been working day and night and night and day to find some kind of potion to transform himself into a frog...so when she made it into the house, he saw her before she saw him and he fell to his knees in awe of the beauty that was before him.

"Alas, I have found her." He started kissing her profusely, and poor poor Bessy-May didn't know what to think...

"Oh Mr. please do you think you could help me, help me become a human, I am in dire needs to be a part of this lovely magical place."

He fell to his knees and cried and cried and cried.

"What is the matter:?" Bessy-Mae asked confused.

He wiped the tears from his eyes. "I have been waiting for so long for such a fine looking specimen as yourself to hop into my life and now that you are finally here you want to be human...but all I have been working on is to make myself like you...." She looked at him in disbelief but he continued "Oh my lovely....what's your name?"

"Bessy-May"

"Oh my lovely Bessy-May do you think that you could learn to love me if I too were a frog? And we could live in my seemingly small house together and worship the highest power ever to walk foot on this earth....David Hasselhoff? (the moment grows silent as a spotlight peers down on the statue and the angels sing from the heavens above) Do you think you could do that my love?"

She looked at this guy as if he were crazy...and the town seemed to question it as well...but she thought ah what the hell...as long as she was here is all that mattered.

"I do my strange young man, I do."

So the two of them went out back to the shrine of the knight rider himself and said their vows, he drank the potion, became this very strange looking frog and they will live happily ever after in the land of Shnergan Dergan…..Or will they??

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SHAKE RATTLE AND SPLAT!!


Something was stirring ever so softly early one morning in the land of Shnergan Dergan. Chica and Freaka were sleeping slumberly in their beds when all of a sudden their beds started to shake. Chica thought it was Bruce trying to wake her for another round of hot sweet love so she ignored it.

Freaka was having a virtual sweet love session with Dave (you see he decided to go back to the states to divorce his wicked wife so he created a virtual image of himself so she wouldn't get sad and lonely and revert back to Johnny...he definitely didn't want that to happen )

Then 15 minutes later the beds jolted and knocked both of the pretty ladies out of bed. Chica jumped up and yelled some profanity at Bruce but he didn't budge...Freaka was like Whoa.....there were secret passageways in the house that connected to a small ritual room where the two girls did their voodoo that they did so well...they both entered into the room, lavish as always, the ground kept having small spats of tremors...getting closer as time went on.

'What could it be?' said Chica looking at Freaka's guilty face. 'What did you do?' Freaka ignored her by changing the subject.

'So how was Bruce last night? Did he get to run through your sprinkler?'

Chica kept getting closer to Freaka. 'What did you do?'

Freaka backed away moving the candles and any other hard and sharp object away from Chica so she couldn't throw it at her. 'I forgot to lock the beast up last night' she said in a mumbling whisper.

Chica's head became distorted as she was trying to hear Freaka... 'You did what?' Chica asked.

'I forgot to lock up the beast!!' Freaka cried once more.

It took about a minute for Chica to process the words when a loud grumble came from the other side of the wall that made the ground shake again...

'Did you feed him?' Chica growled behind closed teeth as she edged her way toward a trembling Freaka. 'DID YOU FEED HIM?!?' she yelled as she shook Freaka.

'NO.' Freaka shrieked as she freed herself from the white knuckled clinging Chica. 'I'm sorry I got distracted.'

'Oh my God Freaka...you know how he gets when he hasn't eaten.....' she stops dead in her tracks and all the color leaves her face. 'Oh my god...Bruce!!!'

(pause in the story for just a small update. Shnergan Dergan has a strict policy of assholes....and the girls have made certain arrangements for those that do slip through....well lets talk about the beast. The beast is a clever witty little thing...who at one time was once Chica's man boy.

He strolled through one day under their radar to slyly stalk on poor Chica and...word got through to the girls what he was all about and Chica knew that he was way to powerful to break down in the torture chamber b/c he would more than likely love it than to feel humiliated by it, so she visited the crazy frog lover in town to help her concoct a special potion to somehow free herself from him.

Frog boy did as he was told, but there was a small bump in the plan that no one seemed to really understand why it went wrong...but instead of making her man boy disappear he turned into this hideous beastly creature....he looked like a gremlin crossed with David Hassehoff....

Frogboy tried to conceal this from Chica by telling her all was well until one day when Chica had an estranged visitor stay with her...they were out in the field making sweet love....when all of a sudden out of no where this creature snatches the estranged visitor from on top of Chica and eats him....yes he eats him.....

To make a long story short....yeah right...Chica and Freaka well below the streets had a dungeon built for the beast until Frogboy came up with the proper cure to destroy him...but Frogboy went and literally turned himself into a frog so she was basically up shit creek.

So it is Freaka's sole responsibility to feed the beast and lock the door so Chica can continue to make sweet love with anyone that she chooses to do so with.....now you should be up to speed.)

Chica and Freaka run through the secret passageway following the grumbling tremors...they are so beautiful that even when they run they make it look graceful....their gowns flowing through the air, their long luscious locks bouncing about them....they reach the kitchen....stopping suddenly not to disturb the beast.

His hairy grotesque back facing them...he looks like he is cooking something....

Freaka whispers 'it smells good...man I'm hungry.'

Chica hits her in the stomach. 'shhh...' then she gasps as she sees Bruce laying on top of the counter with an apple in his mouth. He was naked but he looked as if he was asleep. 'Oh no, we're too late.' She puts her dainty hand to her forehead and collapses against the wall and peeps out small sobs.

Freaka was trying to see what else he was making b/c damn it smelled good...then she saw Bruce open his eyes and wink. 'Chica, he's not dead...look, he's alive!!'

Chica gasps once more in thanking the Shnergan Dergan Gods (David Hasselhoff and his Baywatch posse) But Freaka the clumsy one that she is knocked over a bowl and as it crashed to the ground the beast turns around and growls his busty windy breath toward the girls...their hair flowing back and knocking Chica over, Freaka just about barfs.

'Well we know it's not him that smells good.' She shews her nose....yucka yucka...

while the beast is distracted Bruce jumps up on top of the counter and shouts, 'BRUCIO TO THE RESCUE!!!' he jumps to the ground wearing his nicely made birthday suit, finds the closest apron and throws it over his neck to make a cape.....'can you get me...can you get me...I bet you can't get me...' he playfully taunts at the beast while jumping back and forth....

the beast, Chica and Freaka all cock their head a little to the left and said in unison...'huh?'...cause he looked a little silly...then Freaka and the beast look at Chica like..what the fuck...and Chica blushes...'isn't he the cutest!'....

the beast shakes it off and tries to catch Bruce but only gets stuck in the eye with a carrot stick....then Bruce splashes salt in the other eye and then pepper making the beast sneeze...then he trips over the bowl that Freaka earlier had knocked over....he slid around the kitchen for quite some time until he caught his feet on the floor again...dizzy as he was he walked over to the ledge of the building where Freaka earlier had also forgeten to shut the window...the beast's feet were halfway in and halfway out of the window seal....Bruce walked over to the poorly looking creature and flicked him on the forehead leading the beast into a downward spiral and splat on the ground below.

Which it was only a two story fall but he fell in such a way that his body just dissipated into thin air....Chica ran ever so gracefully into the arms of Bruce kissing him all over and praising him. While they were making sweet love that night they sang a little ditty: 'ding dong the beast is dead...the mean ole beast...the wicked beast...ding dong the wicked beast is dead!!!!'

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COMING OUT

One beautiful day in the land of Shnergan Dergan a beautiful feast was being prepared to celebrate a monumental occasion for the town going 3 months asshole free...or so that is what poor dear ole Lipsy believed.

The girls, you know the ones, the beautiful, amazing, most talented Chica and Freaka had been preparing this fiasco for quite some time now. Grant you the celebration was for the town but they had also decided to announce the town's most respectable resident, Lipsy. He had survived the bonding chamber, the girls cravings of watching him strut his stuff in assless black leather chaps *sighs* and also punished the previous assholes by whipping them as they were tied up by chains (in which he secretly enjoyed)

Chica and Freaks noticed one hot steamy day that Lipsy worked Overtime on his own time to whip one of the poor boys-yes they had always had their suspicions on sweet Lipsy-but he strutted his girlfriend around every where he went but the girls knew it was only a facade!!

Now, the first day would be the celebration for the town-they would announce the news about Lipsy and the following day would be a parade in his honor. Let me take you to that very special day:

Chica and Freaka are both down in their top secret cellar preparing a life size cake for Lipsy's surprise to jump out of after the parade.

"oh my god I'm so excited!!" Boasts Freaka as she dips her finger into the icing.

Chica slaps at Freaka's hand. "Don't eat the icing!!"

"Whhhhyyyy." Freaka whines.

"Do I have to remind you of everything?"

Freaka looks at her confused.

"Remember he is in deep denial Freaka! I have concocted a coming out potion just in case he needs more of a push."

"You don't think that Val Kilmer dressed as Ice Man from Top Gun won't throw him over the edge?"

"I would think so, but we have to make sure we have everything covered just in case..." She stares at Freaka making sure she fully understands.

"What are we going to do about his girlfriend?"

"Oh we have her taken care of. I have some of my beast juice left over from the one who we don't mention, as long as you don't mess up and forget to feed her then everything will be fine."

Freaka loses train of thought and breaks out in dance as Erasure is playing upstairs-Chica says fuck it and they both dance-WOOHOO-

The girls venture upstairs ghastly tired from dancing-they decide to make sure everything was in place for the feast. They have their man servants assemble the long table in the street that goes through the center of town-the food and wine were laid out perfectly and it was getting close to time.

Chica and Freaka get dressed-it doesn't take much for these two voluptuous women to be beautiful-they always seem to make the towns people gasp every time they make an appearance.

The girls had their own table it was on the bottom balcony of the tower overlooking the town-everyone was seated.

Chica nudges at Freaka letting her know that it is time for Lipsy's announcement. Freaka stands up with her glass goblet and hit it three times with her fork to get their attention. The glass breaks-Chica rolls her eyes-and three man servants all at the same time offer her a new glass-she turns around losing her train of thought yet again and starts to flirt with the boys-Chica takes over.

"I am sure you all know why you are here. Shnergan Dergan has been successfully asshole free for 3 months now..."Crowd applauds. "Everyone has made us proud-very proud!! But there is one particular person that Freaka and I feel..." Freaka laughs cooingly at one of the boys, Chica whisperingly snaps at Freaka..."Freaks-stop-FREAKA" Freaka turns around and mouths her apology. "Okay we feel that this person went above and beyond his actual daily rituals and punishings w/o us having to ask. So with great appreciation would everyone please stand to honor our very own sweet dear Lipsy!" as the crowd stand up and applauds Chica whispers to Freaka, "Showtime."

Freaka addresses the crowd. "And another thing, we will be having a parade tomorrow in his honor. Congratulations Lipsy!" they sit down and continue to eat.

"Really Freaka- where is your head?" Chica hisses through her perfect smile.

"I'm sorry-Dave has been out of town and the virtual machine is broken." Freaka responds almost in tears.

"it's broken...what....how...I'll have to fix this problem…..man servant!! Get Dave on the phone pronto!!” She looks back at Freaka. “I need you 100% tomorrow."

"I promise- I've been waiting for him to come out-I won't slip again!"

After everyone was done eating, Chica decides to take care of Lipsy's girlfriend herself b/c Freaka has gone a little loco b/c of lack of Dave. But to her surprise, Freaka had snuck the potion into her drink-all Chica had to do was lock her up in the dungeon.

That night they put the final touches on the life size cake and made a personal size one for Lipsy. A package had arrived earlier that day that was labeled -top secret- they opened the box and found Val Kilmer as ice man wearing nothing but a leather speedo, studded dog collar and his top gun glasses-he was still asleep from the sedatives given to him for the shipment. The girls sat in front of the massive glass box and ate pop-corn as they heavily fantasized about the man before them-before they knew it morning had sprung.

They had it all down-even to the very last speckal of glitter on the assless clothed dancers-tiara, check-feather boas, check-lip plumping lip gloss, check=they were so happy!!

The parade began, Lipsy is wearing the outfit proudly that the girls had made him (a tight shimmering blue body suit that accented his nicely cut body)

They ate the cake on the float-of course Chica and Freaka don't eat the same cake as Lipsy-but boy did he love that cake!!

The very smart girls had there man servants scattered throughout the townspeople chanting 'come out Lipsy" next thing you know everyone in the town started yelling the same thing.

Lipsy was waving at everyone like a proud beauty queen.

The girls were beside themselves-at the end of the parade was the life size cake that held sweet Val-on either side were Vanna White drag queens-

Val leaps from the cake-fire works go off-and everything goes silent.

Lipsy stands up-his face frozen, the girls about to panic-when Lipsy gasps "oh my god he is amazing!!" He leaps off the float into Val's arms-the town cheers-Chica and Freaka cry-Val and Lipsy immediately go into the bondage chamber and Lipsy for once get to be on the other end of the whip.

The girls smile proudly. "Our work is done."

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That's it for now...below is the most recent.

Fairy Tale Theatre

(for those of you who don't know Shnergan Dergan is a magical place in between the Land of Sha-na-na-na (the land of frogs) and Beastville (where the assholes go). The town is ran by the most beautiful...to put it lightly...lovely ladies in the star studded universe, Chica and Freaka. They are flawless, their skin is of white porcelain, their lovely long bouncing curly locks bounce and flow with the wind. Men line up to cator to their every need...hell most of the men want to be them...but that's another story. Now Chica and Freaka take pride in their small little town b/c you see they have made sure that it is asshole free and remains asshole free. But the ones that do manage to slip in are put in the middle of the town locked up in stocks and people while in passing can feel free to throw whatever they will at them...the girls manage to provide a bucket of rotten eggs and tomatoes...and they also have the torture chamber which can be used for assholes or on a good day for personal satisfaction :) .

Where we left the ladies last was after The Coming Out Parade for dear ole Lipsy (a member of their town that was in such denial) and it was a success...the potion that they concocted (to give lipsy a push) and Top Gun Val Kilmer sent Lipsy's head a spinning and they occupied the chamber for two whole weeks!!! WOW!!! That should get you up to speed on things...if anything falls in the cracks, no worries, you'll catch up somehow.)
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It had been a quiet year in The Land of Shnergan Dergan, the parade wiped the poor girls out. They took a sweet dream/beauty/ sleep potion that was only meant to knock them out a couple of days, but poor poor Freaka accidentally poured too much of the sleeping beauty potion and not enough of the sandman potion leaving the girls comatose for far too long. You can't blame Freaka though, her virtual Dave was broken and the man slaves just weren't doing the trick.

The sun had risen and both lovely ladies had awoken at the same time. They yawned and stretched ever so daintily and as Freaka was admiring her longer than usual lusty blonde locks she heard a bone chilling cry coming from Chica's room.

Freaka ran as fast as her tiny feet could carry her and when she opened Chica's door, Chica was covered in cobwebs!! Oh My!! Freaka tries to help her...Chica leaps from the bed and then notices her own lovely brown locks....oh but she wasn't happy, no sir!!

"What...what is this...." she shrieks at Freaka, while Freaka smiles wide eyed and begins to play with her hair. "I...I look like Rapunzel....and you..." She begins to turn red. "YOU...." She starts to walk toward Freaka in a very un-lady like manner. "What did you do this time Freaka?!"

There was nothing to hide behind and she was too far away from the door to run. "I made a mistake?" She cooingly answered still twirling with her hair.

Chica was just about to kill the poor Freaka when a loud KER-PLUNK came from outside. She walks over to the window surprised to see what she saw. There was nothing wrong.

She grabs Freaka by the arm and they make their way down into the dungeon where all their potions and spells are made. Chica notices the mistake...."A year!!! We've been asleep for a year!!!!" She turns toward Freaka with the blood in her eyes.

GRRRRRRRRRRRRRR comes from one of the chambers distracting Chica. "The beast...how is this so?" She walks slowly over and back at Freaka. "Who did this? He should have eaten his way out by now."

Freaka still wrapped up in her hair and just thankful that Chica was sidetracked. Oh but did she miss her Dave!!

A loud RAT-A-TAT-TAT came from the other side of the wall got the girls attentions, they left the chamber and walked into the kitchen where a massive feast had been laid out. Freaka was so hungry she started for the table but Chica stopped her by standing on her hair. Freaka leaps backward and falls on the floor.

She looks up and notices Chica crying. "What's wrong?" Chica only points. Freaka notices that Bruce has walked into the room wearing his cape and all.

"My love!!!" He shrieks and the two starred lovers run in slow motion toward eachother only Chica gets wrapped up in her hair and falls flat on her face at Bruce's feet. He picks her up, dusts her off, they go upstairs to make mad pationate love for hours and hours.

Oh but poor Freaka, what to do, what to do. Her virtual Dave was broken and she was sad. A diamond sparkled tear flowed down her cheek as she walked with her head sadly down back to her room. When she opens her door, to her surprise, Dave is standing in the middle of her room.
"They fixed it!!" She cries as she runs toward him. She begins to touch his face. "Wow...it's so real."

"I am real." He said.

"Oh my David Hasselhoff!! He talks!!" She places his hands over his lips.

"Yes my love, I am real." He looks at her as if she is crazy...in which she sort of almost is...but her beauty makes up for it. "When we heard that the town was in trouble we came as fast as we could, oh my love, I am so glad that you are awake!"

"But what about the tour?" She cries.

"Fuck the tour!!!" He sweeps her off her feet and they too make love for hours upon hours.

But what Chica and Freaka don't know is that while they were asleep the frog king from The Land of Sha-na-na-na had tried to take over the town to win their daughter Bessy-May back, but failed miserably, and as the two of them were making love to their sweet pieces of ass there was a Lord of The Rings battle about to happen, but as for now the story will end here.

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If this didn't bore you too much, and if you want, I can post the older stories if you like. They are quite funny...or can be anyway. It's my fairy tale for adults....I thought about putting them all together and making a book type thing out of them...but who knows.

It's 6 now and I'm hungry. I'm going to try and get some sort of sleep in before the sun comes up.

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It's 4:30 in the morning....couldn't sleep last night, that makes two nights in a row so far. Has to be the naps I've been mistakingly having in the middle of the day. Must fight to stay awake today. I called in sick yesterday and am heavily debating it right now...

I wish I had something to do...usually in the past when I was up like this I'd fix a pot of coffee and write on my book....whilst smoking a yummy cigarette....but can't very well do that anymore.

I should be hearing from the 'editor' sometime this week if not next...I have a blank comment on that one.

I managed to sneak in a dream somewhere in my tossing and turning last night/this morning...but it wouldn't make since to anyone. I don't understand why it is that I always dream about the same places....the apts that I grew up in, my aunt kathy's haunted house or my aunt judy's house (she's passed away)....it bothers me.

i have a lower burning sensation in my back and I think Sadey thinks it's time to eat but it's too early...even though I have a rumbly in my tumbly

I don't know if I like the new format I picked for my blog...the only reason why I changed it was b/c of the video of the kids I posted for my kid fans...it was running over the edges. But now my text takes up the entire space....

I looked like I stuck my finger in a light socket this morning and my hair is still standing straight up on my head...this hair cut is def not bedhead friendly...thank heavens I wake up alone....lol

I don't know why it's so scary to call in sick. If I had a car I'd go in a couple of hours late...I am tired of talking about myself as if I'm some type of invalid you know...there has to be some point where I can tell myself to get over it....suck it up and shut the fuck up....you guys have got to be tired of hearing about it!!! LOL....and please, do not comment on that.

I have a feeling that the girls in Shnergan Dergan need to be awoken...they have been asleep now for a year...that should be enough of beauty sleep.

Sunday, April 13, 2008

TEN DAYS BABY!!!!

"Isn't raping me just kind of dark and obvious?"....LOL...



So I know that this is going to be their opening sketch...only on stage...OMG...How fucking awesome is this going to be!!!

They say that their new material is screaming to get them back on TV...but I know that will never happen...the big screen maybe...well anyway...enjoy those who will!!