Kung Fu Kitty Chapter 3Kung Fu Kitty Chapter 33 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Oliver made his way between the tables of the Cafe on an adjustable-height unicycle.
"'Scuse me. Pardon me. Sorry," you would often hear him say while doing this.
As he tried to get between two tables that were pretty close to each other, one of his unicycle's pedals accidentally got into a customer's face.
"Watch it, Oliver," said the customer, an anthro grey rabbit named Bugs Bunny, who pushed the pedal away.
"Sorry!" said Oliver. "Going up." And he adjusted the height of the unicycle so that it got taller (don't ask me how that's possible; I just know it happened). But he went a little too high and bumped his head on a light cover, knocking it loose. It would have fallen on the table below and shattered, but Oliver reached down and caught it at the last second.
Good thing, too. The customers at that table were Marie and her family! What an embarrassment that would have been for him!
He let out a quiet sigh of relief as he put the light cover back in place and said, "Sorry! Thousand
The Joker and Harley.Joker: I'm back in the asylum once more, sitting here wasting time with another fresh-faced shrink who thinks that she can cure me. Her name's Dr. Harleen Quinnzel. An interesting name If you twist it the right way you get Harley Quinn, like the clown character. But she won't last long; I'll tell you that now. She's just a blonde-bombshell with a pretty face and a skirt an inch shorter than acceptable. She'll get nowhere. I'll play mind games with her and tell her all the sickening little details that will send her over the edge; soon she'll be locked up having daily counseling sessions just like me. Just like the rest of them that have ever tried to cure me. Cure me? Ha ha, Give up while your still ahead sweetie! I don't want to be cured.The Joker and Harley.4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
This life is a cruel joke, why can they not see that I'm simply trying to make them laugh They just understand sense of humor.
V Harley: Denial seems to be the first symptom of just about every mental or emotional dysfun
Tips para ser mejor ArtistaTips para ser mejor Artista6 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Tips cómo ser un mejor artista
No, no he venido a decirte como ganar más experiencia en tus habilidades artísticas u obtener tu propio estilo. Vengo a hablar de cómo ser un mejor artista en tu mente, eso significa cuando se es un gran artista incluso mas allá del papel. Carácter y sabiduría
En lo que te conviertas al final es tu camino o responsabilidad, (la cosa es que depende de ti...)
Esta es mi opinión, no tienes porqué estar de acuerdo, espero que lo estés.
1.- Trata de tener un sentido de calidad y estética primero, trata de tener una ética de trabajo o disciplina
2.- La fama y popularidad no hacen a un buen artista y no es un indicador de crear "buen arte". Ignora Internet y a los besatraseros
3.- La arrogancia no es un método para mejorar tus habilidades artísticas
4.- La intolerancia a otros métodos artísticos te vuelven cerra
Steps"Smithers, is that a baby?"Steps3 years ago in Romance More Like This
The man who had been addressed stopped, turning to face his boss with a guilty look on his face.
"Yes, Mr. Burns. You remember, Junior?"
Said owner of the new Springfield nuclear power plant nodded, his long nose twitching in disgust:
"I know who that thing is. What I want to know is why you've brought it with you to work. A nuclear power plant is hardly a suitable place for a baby, with all their excretions and noise and unrequested odors."
"Yes, Mr. Burns, and I know it's inappropriate, but it's just this once. Carolyn's mother hasn't been feeling well lately, and she had to go take care of her, and I couldn't find anyone to look after Junior in such a short notice..."
Mr Burns waved his hand dismissively, stopping his assistant before he'd have to learn anything more about the man's home life.
"Fine, fine. Just make sure it won't drool on any control panels or cause any other problems. And don't make a habit of this."
"Thank you Sir"
HeartbeatBeat beat beatHeartbeat3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Beat beat beat
Just a breath away
Just a step away
All there is to find
Beat beat beat
Beat beat beat
Listen to the beat
The beat of my heart
Its saying stay
That I don't want to let you go
Even though my mind
Is telling you to leave
Beat beat beat
Beat beat beat
Feel the blood rushing
Feel the fast pace
Of my beating heart
Everything I could possibly want
Beat beat beat
Beat beat beat
You Dont UnderstandI drowned out my feelings with hatred and cruelty, but it doesn't work any moreYou Dont Understand3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I still was attracted to you, more and more as the days went by
Sometimes, I forgot my feelings for you were even there
But I still knew I loved you, no matter how cruel I was
Remember Gloria, that flower of a woman?
The truth is, I had to force myself to love her
That Flag Day, I realized that my true love was with me every day
They catered to my every whim without a question, and rarely spoke against me
That day, realization dawned over me
That day, I realized I was in love with my assistant, Waylon Smithers Jr.
Jr. LoveIt was my first day for 5th grade. Yep, 5th. I was getting older by the day. The only thing I hated about oving up to 5th grade is that everyone knows me. Due to my dad, they think I'm completely retarded. They always say it's the terror or the offspring of Satan's son or something completely stupid, making me feel like I'm nothing.Jr. Love3 years ago in Settings More Like This
"Jr. ready?" Mom called to me. Dad, or I call him Bart most of the time, was waiting with her. He's always glued to her side, unlike Grandma and Grandpa.
"Yeah, I'm coming. Sophie! Come on, we gotta go." I called to my sister. She was as smart as my aunt Lisa. She was a gifted child in a good way, mostly in smarts. She trusted me more than anyone yet I don't hang out with her. I love her but she is just annoying at times.
Sophie came down about a minute after I was waiting in the hall with mom and dad.
"Okay, I'll be back." Mom kissed Dad and we were headed out the door. "Jr, since you're bigger, you can ride in the front." She smiled at me as I jumped with
AttacksHomer Jay SimpsonAttacks2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Chakra: Non-Elemental Damage
Demi Shock: Reduces HP by 1/2
Revive: Revives Fallen Party Members
Big Guard: Casts Haste, Protect and Shell on all Party Members
Angels Snack: Cures all status ailments for all party members
Mustard Bomb: Medium Fire Damage
Raging Fist: Cuts through enemy defence
Phantom Rush: Powerful Non-Elemental Attack to one enemy
I Got Your Donut Lardlad: And what you gonna do about it! (Surpeme Non-Elemental Damage to all enemies)
Skill: White Magic
Cure: Restores HP
Cura: Restores HP
Curaga: Restores HP
Curaja: Restores HP
Full Cure: Fully Restores HP
Life: Revives one party member from KO, with 25% of
MilhouseXLisa - High school 2MilhouseXLisa - High school 24 years ago in Drama More Like This
I have a picture of Milhouse. I hide it in m saxaphone when I'm not playing it. I actually got it before we started dating. It's times like these that make me take out that picture and study it. I try and see how he has changed and how I have. I sighed as I tucked the picture back into my saxaphone and got ready for school. The school bus came, as it always did in front of our house. I stepped on to the bus to still see Otto driving the bus. All these years, and he still drove the bus. Not a lot changed. Mom and Dad were the same. It seemed that me and Bart were the ones that ever changed. I sat alone on the bus for the first time in a while. I thought about how Bart had changed. Ever since 4th grade and he met Hayley he actually did his homework. He was still a little troublemaker, but at least he had another little trouble maker with him. I had no one know. I turned around and looked behind my seat to see Milhouse sitting alone, without me or Bart he had no one
Hope and Expectations: Chapter 5, Life Ruined?"So you've ruined your life"Hope and Expectations: Chapter 5, Life Ruined?2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I kept staring at those words on the pamphlet Dr. Hibbert gave me after he announced I was pregnant. I am not ready for this, not at all. It felt like a stone had fallen into the pit of my stomach, and I wanted to throw up. But I knew it was only the baby that was inside, the one that had given me morning sickness for the past few weeks, the one that was now ruining my life. I could not believe I had let myself stoop so low with Homer the night we joined the castle club. Granted I love him dearly, but I don't think we are actually ready for this.
We don't have the right jobs for us to take care of this child; I still live with my mother and my sisters. Homer lives on his own, but how much can he do for me when he barely even finished high school? If I got a new job, it wouldn't be for very long, I would have to take care of the baby. I can't ask my mother for money, she has my sisters to take care of. So what should I do?
I'm so upset and thinking so hard a
You are the favoriteBart was looking out of the window, in his room, thinking:" I'm 11, and in eleven years of life, what have I done? Nothing, absolutely nothing!", in that moment Lisa entered in his room and she saw him in that state, again:-Bart? Bart!-You are the favorite8 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
-what is, Lisa?-
-Bart, mom needs us a moment, he gotta help her with Maggie and Stewie, while dad is out, ok?-
-ok, Lisa- said Bart with a tired voice,
-again, what is, Lisa?-
-what have you done?-
-because it's something like a month or more that you seem sad, I don't know how to explain it better, though, but there's something wrong with you, please tell me, I can't support seeing you in a such state-
-Lisa it's nothing, I told you, now let's go downstairs, we have to help mom-
-Bart, if you wanna tell me something, I'm here, you can tell anything you wish, anytime, to me, all right?-
-all right, now let's go down-
Bart and Lisa learned down, and in that moment homer was closing the door:- bye Marge, bye kids! See you later!-
Simpsons:Hope and ExpectationsIt's two A.M.Simpsons:Hope and Expectations4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Even though I've been working through eight hour shifts for the past three days and feel exhausted, I just can't sleep. My mind is racing with thoughts about what I have put myself through, and most importantly what Marge has gone through. I keep thinking if I did the right thing by marrying her, I love her to death but I can't believe I went as far as to get her pregnant. I mean it's great that I will soon be a Dad, but will I be a good provider for him?
Working these eight hour shifts have been long and tedious, flipping burgers is not my idea of fun, and neither is sitting by the drive through waiting for some low life to show up and ask for a meal. They always want something special on that meal, extra mayo, no onions, can the hamburger have no meat in it, that of course it not possible, but I just humor them and give them a fake smile when they come up to the window. And I do it all for Marge.
I miss her so much right now, but I really don't deserve her, not a bum li
Simpsons: Day at the BeachIt was a typical summer morning. The kids of Springfield had just gotten out of school a week ago, so now they were on summer break.Simpsons: Day at the Beach4 years ago in Humor More Like This
One family in particular, the Simpson family, was ready to celebrate another glorious day of vacation. Bart was going to Milhouse's to play video games and to watch Itchy and Scratchy, and Lisa was going over to her friend Janey's house to play with dolls. Homer was off work from the Nuclear Power Plant today, so he was just gonna stay home and watch as much TV and eat as much as he possibly could, then go to Moe's Tavern later on.
Those were the plans, until Marge said something at breakfast.
"Attention, everyone! May I have your attention, please?" Marge asked. Everyone ignored her until she said the same thing louder.
"Thank you," Marge said when everyone looked up at her. "Now, today's going to be a different day. It'll be a Father/Daughter and a Mother/Son Day."
"Aww!" Everyone else (except Maggie) whined. Everyone, even Homer and Maggie, knew that t
Hope and Expecations: Part 2I must admit, sleeping alone is not as cool as it once was. Sure you have all the room you need to yourself on the bed, but once you have a wife, things feel so empty when she is away. For three full nights I was alone without Marge while she was in the hospital after giving birth to our second child Lisa. At first I thought the idea was great, more room for me for a few days, but then on the first night as I lay there, I realized I had no one to hold on to. It's definitely a crushing experience, and I hope nothing horrible ever happens to Marge because you never realize how much you miss your wife until they leave you for a while.Hope and Expecations: Part 24 years ago in Drama More Like This
But the loneliness is gone for the moment, thank God. Marge came home this afternoon with Lisa in tow. She is a darling little thing, so tiny and so innocent, unlike Bart who had the mischievous look in his eyes the minute he burst from the womb. Of course, looks can be deceiving; maybe she is hiding it for a few months before she shows her true colors. Or m
Hope and Expectations: MaggiePork chop night, a night that is rarely missed by my family, mainly because Homer claims I make them to perfection. The kids love it too, they say that the slices of meat are tender enough to make it extremely juicy and delicious, there is rarely any fat, and if there is, it's just scooted aside to be thrown away later or given to the cat who seems to enjoy it. No one complains, they eat it with vigor and compliment me on another delicious night of pork chops, along with a scoop of apple sauce that disappears as quickly as the pork chops. It's something I always enjoy making for them; I always prepare them with love and care even on nights like tonight.Hope and Expectations: Maggie4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Of course tonight I knew things would not go well, I knew it the moment I walked into the supermarket and had to buy a new brand of pork chops that were cheaper due to the financial situation we are in now. Homer decided to change jobs; he wanted his dream job working as a pin monkey at a local bowling alley. He had wanted to do this fo
The Simpsons Theme Tune LyricsThe Simpsons Theme Tune Lyrics4 years ago in Comedy More Like This
HO-MER SIMP-SON / MARGE SIMP-SON / LI-SA / MA-GGIE / BART
SAN-TAS LI-TTLE HEL-PER
LE-NNY / CARL / SMI-THERS / M-R BURNS
KENT BROCK-MAN / BUMBLE-BEE MAN / KRUS-TY / SIDE-SHOW MEL
CO-MIC BOOK GUY
DIS-CO STU / PRO-FE-SSOR FRINK
MOE / MAYOR QUIM-BY
WI-GGUM / WI-LLIE
TE-RRI / SHE-RRI
SEY-MOUR / ED-NA K / SU-PER IN-TEN-DENT CHAL-MERS
U-TER / BLIN-KY THE FISH / JEB-E-DI-AH SPRING-FIELD / FAT TO-NY / SNAKE / GILL
A-PU / MAN-JU-LA / MISS HOO-VER
NEL-SON / MAR-TIN / O-TTO / JIM-BO / RALPH / DOLPH / KEAR-NEY
PA-TTY / SEL-MA
HER-MAN / MOLE-MAN / THE SEA CAP-TAIN
SIDE-SHOW BOB TER-WILL-I-GER AND REV-ER-END TIM LOVE-JOY
DOC-TOR HI-BBERT / DOC-TOR NICK
SLACK JAWED CLE-TUS
NED / ROD AND TODD FLAN-DERS
RA-DI-O AC-TIVE MAN / IT-CHY / SCRAT-CHY / POO-CHIE
TROY MC-CLURE / JAS-PER / KANG AND KODOS
MoexMaggie Her Wish Prt. 1MoexMaggie Her Wish Prt. 14 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Dad, why are you taking me to Moe's again...?"
An 20 year old Maggie Simpson was being dragged down the street by her father, who was obviously excited to go down to the bar he regularly visited. It was Maggie's birthday, and Marge had told Homer to give her a present.
"Your finally old enough to drink, Maggie. I took Lisa and Bart here when they were your age." Homer said with a soft smile, though Maggie felt annoyed. It was just another excuse for him to go and get drunk.
Once they entered the pub, the smell of cheap cigarettes and beer filled the air around them. Maggie stifled a cough as Homer sat down, patting a seat beside him welcomingly.
Maggie took a quick glance around and saw mostly older men she saw once in a while when Homer had parties at the house... or when she was walking down the streets and ran into them.
"Hey, Homer. Who's the chick?" Lenny said as he and Carl walked over, looking at Maggie.
"...Hey! That chick is my daughter Maggie!" Homer narrow
Treehouse Of Horror: OuttakesSIMPSONS TREEHOUSE OF HORROR: OUTTAKESTreehouse Of Horror: Outtakes5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
TREEHOUSE OF HORROR I
Bart and Lisa are arguing, after Bart comments that her Halloween story is not scary. Then, in the middle of the fighting, Lisa accidentally drops the flashlight, which breaks and spills out a pair of batteries. They stop and look at it, before looking at each other and laughing, while the cast and crew laugh with them in the background.
LISA: (putting the batteries back in) "Heh-heh, sorry 'bout that."
HOMER: (explaining about the haunted house) "It's only natural there be SOME things wrong with an old house like this. It's a upper-trixer!" (Silence)
LISA: (laughing) "That's 'fixer-upper'!"
They all laugh at that mistake.
HOMER: "It's only natural there be SOME things wrong with an old house like this. It's a fupper-ixer...no, a tixer-rupper...wait, it's--(Puts his palm on his forehead and chuckles) "Forget it..."
DIRECTOR: "Just try again, Homer. It's only one line."
HOMER: "But I messed it all up!"
"Accident""Daddy?""Accident"5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Ooh ? What?" Homer snapped a little bit out of his work upon hearing the small voice and a tug on his leg. He smiled, knowing that little voice and turned to face the young Bartholomew J. Simpson.
With a gentle expression, his father asked, "Hey, son. Can I do something for you?"
"Teddy bear?" Bart pointed up to a shelf, "Please, Daddy?"
Seeing the ragged brown stuffed animal sitting there, Homer nodded, "Of course, son. Let me get it for you." As he took it down, Homer sighed happily, "I had almost forgotten about this."
As the young boy received the special bear, he said, "Thanks, dada. I will be nice to it."
Homer lifted his son in his arms, "I got this teddy bear when I was your age. My mother gave it to me. You can have it. It's a father-son gift, be nice to it." As he spoke these loving words, the two embraced warmly, wanting to never stop this moment.
Then his father placed him on the ground as he said, "Go out and play with your new teddy bear." As Bart walked of
High school LisaXMilhouse - 3High school LisaXMilhouse - 34 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"I'm on the edge with you!"
Screamed Lady Gaga in my ear. The song that was now playing was my favorite. I started listening to it a lot when Milhouse and I had our first fight. I don't remember why, but I just did.
A knock on my door made me come out of my Gaga trance. "come in." I said. Bart came in slyly smiling. "Well, you knocked at least." I said. Bart's smile stopped smiling. "Listen, do you have any rubber bands?"
"no" I immediately responded. "why?"
"oh" He hesitated"For a school project."
I sighed. Although I knew he was lying, I got out a bag of rubber bands I used to tie up my hair. He grabbed it and ran downstairs. I followed him. To see Hayley holding a giant slingshot. Except the usual rubber band was replaced with a bunch of rubber bands tied together. The chain was not finished. "Hayle, I got the rubber bands!" Bart said to his friend. "Awesome!"
"OUT ON THE EDGE OF GLORY!!!" screamed Gaga. The song was still playing on my iPod dock, we could hear it. Hayley smiled. I