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Post by The Undaunted Doña on May 18, 2006 11:02:23 GMT -5
Sounds good to me.. I'm not really crying..just sniffling a little..I know my DJ wouldnt care if my nose was green or purple..but I honestly do not want him to see me like this.. So let's see what we can come up with while we wait for Nutty and Willy to return...
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Post by The Poetic Protégée on May 18, 2006 15:12:29 GMT -5
Hey, maybe we could fashion a mask...DJ wears his over his eyes, maybe you could wear yours over your nose Ok, I'm sorry...I'll be serious now. What we really need is a list of ingredients for this paint. Do you think Willy ever makes such trivial things as ingredient lists? Perhaps we could ask an Oompa Loompa, if only we spoke their language!
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Post by The Undaunted Doña on May 18, 2006 23:33:17 GMT -5
I know.. you would think he would have the ingredients written down..but we also know hnow very secretive he is when it comes to his recipes..needless to say Oompa Loompa isnt a language I know..LOL!
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Post by The Nutty Chocolatier on May 23, 2006 23:35:50 GMT -5
"Oh my..."
Willy entered the bio and was the first to lay eyes on LadyM's colorful new nose. His expression of mixed shock and bewilderment was almost immediate.
"Hey, uh.... little girl," he said clearly and scratched the tip of his nose. "Shouldn't you do something about that little green booger? It looks totally gross."
LadyM's jaw dropped, and Jay could only shake her head at the situation.
"There is not a BOOGER on my nose!" LadyM burst out hotly. "It was an accident! Your edible paint turned my nose green, and now we can't get it back to normal."
There was a moment's pause and then, against all advice, Willy giggled.
At that moment --as LadyM was pondering whether to go Zorro-Homicidal on this nut's butt-- Nutty skipped into the thread and skidded to a shuttering halt beside her Johnny.
She tipped her hat to Jay before turning to LadyM and greeting the 'Kick thusly: "What's shakin', my green nosed bacon?"
"My nose is green."
"Obviously."
"And Willy's full of poo."
"She means he's not cooperating," Jay translated.
"Ah," said Nutty smilingly.
There was a long, expectant silence. Finally LadyM tapped her foot and said "Soooooooooooo can you get this paint off please?"
Willy looked down at Nutty and Nutty looked up at Willy; they exchanged a series of secret messages in silly-eyebrow-gesture-code. Then Nutty turned back to LadyM-the-green and said with utter confidence and geniality: "No."
Willy giggled again.
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Post by The Undaunted Doña on May 23, 2006 23:40:32 GMT -5
But.. but WHY NOT??? Gah..all I wanted was a little fun and now I get stuck with a green nose for a week now.. c'mon I said I was sorry for the silly string incident.
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Post by The Nutty Chocolatier on May 24, 2006 0:28:00 GMT -5
"Well..." said Nutty.
"It wouldn't really..." wandered Willy.
"I suppose we could..."
"But what about if we-- "
"OH JUST GET ON WITH IT!!!" the audience demanded.
Willy yelped and leapt a mile high.
"You know, she's perfectly correct." Jay said. "Poor LadyM has had that nose for a very long time now, and if you two hadn't been away for so long we could have gone through all this last week."
Nutty winced in shame. At last she sighed. "Aw lemondrops. This would have been so much fun.... Okay, fine.... We'll fix your nose." She turned to Willy. "Can you go and get the new thing?"
"Huh? Which new thing? Darling, I've got tons of new things. Be specific."
"The THING! "
"Oh... but no... you don't mean that thing?"
"Of course I do. Now go get it quick-like."
Willy disappeared obediently. "Err," said LadyM as her eyes skirted after him. "Exactly what is he going off to get?"
"Well!" and Nutty clapped her hands. "Since you're asking, it's this really groovy new product called the Super-Ultra Precarious Elimination Cleanser. See, we needed something to clean up the terrible messes Willy's always making with all his concocting-- and super fast. The Oompa-Loompas need their rest, ya know. Anyway, just one-fourth of a teaspoon of that stuff is enough to wipe a nasty stain into Nonexistence!"
"That doesn't sound very safe, Nutty." said Jay.
"It isn't!" she said gleefully. "Willy is still trying to get the concentration right. It's an awfully difficult mixing process..."
Willy reappeared with a small white bottle and an ear-swab. And sure enough, the tiny black print on the side said: super ultra precarious elimination cleanser.
"Now we must must MUST be careful with this stuff." Willy explained as he approached whimsically. "Too much and I'm certain your nose will be wiped right off your face."
LadyM gulped. Willy unscrewed the cap. Everybody leaned slightly forward, and everyone heard the soft hiss the concoction made as the lid came off.
"Are you sure there's no other way to do this?" LadyM pleaded.
"Come now," said Willy with a frown. "I, am a professional."
This didn't comfort anyone. Willy dabbed the ear-swab EVER so SLIGHTLY into the clear liquid of the bottle, giggled as he said "Whoops. Too much!" and wiped the excess carefully on the side of the jar.
"Now hold still..." Willy ordered.
LadyM, Jay, and Nutty all held their breath.
The ear-swab of death moved closer and closer to poor LadyM's nose, and she nearly went cross-eyed forever from trying to look at it. Then in a moment it was all over.
"Success!" Jay exclaimed.
"See?" Willy and Nutty said in unison. "That wasn't such a drag, was it?"
LadyM nodded shakily, and asked for a mirror.
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Post by The Undaunted Doña on May 24, 2006 0:35:34 GMT -5
She looked into the mirror and as thye promised her nose was free of the green stain AND it was still there in one peice(she had to admit she was worried that the stuff would take away the stain AND her nose). "Thanks so much, Nutty..and you too Willy.. I have learned my lesson and never shall I silly string your place again.. " She also thanked Jay and Starfire for sticking by her and sauntered off to her cabana with a big smile on her face.
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Post by The Poetic Protégée on May 24, 2006 13:36:08 GMT -5
"Ah, a happy ending. How pleasant." Jay grinned. "Thanks for all your help," she said addressing the two chocolatiers, "Nutty, I'll be back to visit you very soon." ;D
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Post by The Nutty Chocolatier on May 30, 2006 22:12:07 GMT -5
"How thrilling! I'll treat you to brunch." ;D
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Post by opportunem0ment on Jun 29, 2006 10:41:46 GMT -5
BB enters, grinning.
"There's just one thing I have to say.
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NUSHAMALAMADINGDONG!!!" ;D
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Post by Candy Queen on Jun 29, 2006 10:51:59 GMT -5
Well that's an odd one... Well maybe in real life... But here on JA... Nahh.
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Post by The Nutty Chocolatier on Jul 5, 2006 1:11:39 GMT -5
Awk. That floors me, Bibi. Once again you've delivered a package right on top of my head. I hope you're still in the grips of the rucksack wandering spirit, chica. Is Jack treating you well? Any righteous & weird dharma and/or inspiring renditions of subterranean poetry we should know about.... eh? AND GOSH DANG-IT I STILL HAVE TO CONGRATULATE YOU!!!
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Post by The Poetic Protégée on Jul 29, 2006 10:44:51 GMT -5
Remember when you said you'd treat me to brunch? Well, guess who's come a callin' ;D
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Post by The Nutty Chocolatier on Jul 30, 2006 0:45:53 GMT -5
"Brunch!!! Great suction-cupped astronauts, YES! #smackhead# I plum forgot about all that. But YES, come on in. Yes, of course. Let's boogie-- my goodness, yes... a-hah...
Nutty shakes Jay's hand vigorously (it's a new glove day), and then glances over the dusty bio, only to shake her head with disapproval. "But this is NO place to host as fine a meal as we're going to have."
"Really? Where then?" Asked Jay politely.
"Why the factory, of course! Now take one of these and quickly tell me if that grand fellow John Wilmot is anywhere near. Becase, darling, we must have a double-date organized." ;D
Nutty tossed a Hop Pop [the teleporting candy (licorice flavor)] Jay's way and began staring at her intently, waiting for said poet's answer.
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Post by The Poetic Protégée on Jul 31, 2006 3:00:05 GMT -5
"Why, of course he's nearby, Nuttycake! He's one step away from being surgically attached." She put two fingers in her mouth and whistled, in much the same way as one would summon a dog. "A simple 'where are you, dear?' would have done," grumbled the Earl as he appeared. Jay ignored him. "It seems we're ready," she said happily to her hostess, "This is going to be shiny! Never been on a double date before." ;D
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