Unplanned day off...

[msfledermaus]

I kinda screwed up a heel of mine the other day. After a day of walking around on the blister and going, "Ow, Dammit!" I decided to take today off to heal up a bit. Soooo...I can catch up a little. I've been remiss, I know, not posting, not reading...my only excuse is I've been working a lot of early mornings where I don't have much time to post anything good. I think I should come up with some kind of LJ fun for us really soon, or most of my friends are going to rebel and see who commandeered my brains. My braiiiiins!!!


Heh.I have just the thing...

Once upon a time there was a Maus who was getting overly busy with things and not bringing you sillyness. so all her friends showed up at ___________________ and whacked her repeatedly in the _____________ with a large _______________. Her bosses and coworkers showed up and said, "Hey! There's no ___________ in this institution of ____________, what are ya, crazy?" So they fired back at all the Mausketeers with a big ____________ cannon, and the friends were super-soaked with great green gobs of _________________________. But lo! Who should come but _________________ with the catapult and the Orbital Mind-control laser, and we were all set free to have a _____________ on the front lawn with a great deal of ____________________, ______________________ and of course ____________________. And Ms Maus had to wear the black __________________ of doom for making them go through all this. Bad Maus. Bad, bad Maus....

You know what to do...fill in them blanks!!

Comments

[low-delta.livejournal.com]

Once upon a time there was a Maus who was getting overly busy with things and not bringing you sillyness. so all her friends showed up at the Dew Drop Inn and whacked her repeatedly in the noggin with a large herring. Her bosses and coworkers showed up and said, "Hey! There's no seafood in this institution of whack, what are ya, crazy?" So they fired back at all the Mausketeers with a big Jackson Pollack cannon, and the friends were super-soaked with great green gobs of oil paint. But lo! Who should come but Cyn with the cat-apult and the Orbital Mind-control laser, and we were all set free to have a wild rumpus on the front lawn with a great deal of cavorting, consumption and of course Einsturzende Neubauten. And Ms Maus had to wear the black rubberpants of doom for making them go through all this. Bad Maus. Bad, bad Maus....

[sirreal13.livejournal.com]

Once upon a time there was a Maus who was getting overly busy with things and not bringing you sillyness. so all her friends showed up at the Inferno and whacked her former boss repeatedly in the Sta-Puft regions with a large clue stick. Her former bosses and former coworkers showed up and said, "Hey! There's no Maus in this institution of depravity, any more. What are ya, crazy?" So they fired back at all the Mausketeers with a big Claes Oldenburg cannon, and the friends were super-soaked with great green gobs of moldy cherry pie. But lo! Who should come but Yoko Ono with the catapult and the Orbital Mind-control laser, and we were all set free to have a tea party with cupcakes on the front lawn with a great deal of nostalgia, regret and of course jubilation that the Maus is but a visitor at this hell hole, now that she works in a REAL art museum. And Ms Maus had to wear the black studded leather bat wings of doom for making them go through all this. Bad Maus. Good Maus.