A Simpsons' Christmas (chapter 2)A Simpsons' ChristmasA Simpsons' Christmas (chapter 2)3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Bart: I'm okay!
Homer: No! I'm not ok! *Homer sobbed*
Lisa: What is it, Dad!?!
Homer: I'll never get the lifetime supply of bottled water!!!!
Lisa: Ok, at least we're all ok
Homer: I didn't hear the address I was supposed to send my details to! Why is life so cruel! *Homer wailed loudly*
Bart: We're never gonna get the stupid tree!
Seymour: Good Lord! Is everyone ok?! *Seymour leaped out of his car to aid the Simpsons* (Seymour had been driving past when Homer crashed. Seymour had been out doing errands for Agnes)
Bart: Could it get any worse?
Lisa: Yes, Principal Skinner. Everyone is fine.
Seymour: Let me at least give you a ride home.
Lisa: We weren't going home, we were going to get a Christmas tree. I guess we'll have to walk there now.
Homer: Walk!?! *Homer and Bart groaned*
Seymour: I'm on my way to buy a Christmas tree for Mother. Want to come along?
Lisa: Thank you for the kind offer but we coul-
A Simpsons' Christmas (prologue)A Simpsons' ChristmasA Simpsons' Christmas (prologue)3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Marge: Homie, can you go down with the kids to buy a Christmas tree? I have to do the Christmas shopping. (Christmas the year before had been not much short of a failure due to the fact that Homer forgot to do the Christmas shopping)
Homer: Do I HAVE to??? *Homer moaned*
Marge: It's Christmas tomorrow, and I don't want this family to have another 'crisis'. *Marge glanced sternly at Homer*
Lisa: Can we Dad?
Bart: Yeah, c'mon Homer!
Homer: But I wanna watch the game!
Marge: Homie, please? *Marge waited for Homer's response*
Bart: Nevermind Mom. Just let the fatso watch his gam-
Homer: WHY YOU LITTLE! *Homer strangled Bart*
Bart: ACK!! URRK! GACK!!!
Marge: HOMER! You're going to get that tree and no more television for the rest of the day!!!
Lisa: Thanks Mom.
Bart: Come on big boy! *Bart laughed at Homer*
Homer: Watch it, boy! *Homer opened the front door and walked outside*
Lisa: Can I pick which tree we get, Dad?
Bart: NO! Mom
A Simpsons' Christmas (chapter 1)A Simpsons' ChristmasA Simpsons' Christmas (chapter 1)3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Homer: Everyone ready? *Homer stopped singing*
Lisa: Yes, Dad! *Lisa looked at Bart as if to say, 'You better say yes!'*
Homer: OK then! Off we go! WOOHOO!!!
Bart: I thought you didn't want to come!
Homer: That's in the past, boy! Just like "The Ghost of Christmas Future"!
Lisa: Dad, don't you mean "Past"?
Homer: Past what?
Lisa: The Ghos- Oh never mind! Can we go now!
Homer: Go where?
Lisa: Urgh! To get the Christmas tree!!!
Homer: Oh right! *Homer laughed*
Homer: Why Won't You Work *Homer tried to start the car*
Homer: COME ON! *Homer banged his fist against the steering wheel*
Homer: If this is another one of your pran- *Homer's car started*
Bart: I didn't do nothin'! *Bart grinned a big cheesy grin at Homer*
Homer: Let's see what's on. *Homer switched on the radio*
KBBL: 102.5 FM, KBBL here, making your day average. First up is a once in a lifetime opportunity to win a lifetime s
The Simpsons: 10 Years Later - A Bob Con Chapter 1The Simpsons: 10 Years Later - A Bob Con Chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Robert Terwilliger, otherwise known as Sideshow Bob had a frown on his face as he looked up at the banner on the outside of a building that said "Springfield Gamers, Video Game Convention" on it. He sighed as he looked down. "Why did I let myself get talked into this?" he asked in a thinking out-loud way.
"Because if you said no, your only son would throw a fit." came the voice of his younger brother Cecil who was standing beside him. The two had been dragged here by their sons Gino and William who as it turned out were really into video games which the two boys played quite a lot much to their fathers dismay.
"I am never going to understand these things or our sons weird obsession with them, for that matter." Bob stated to his brother as he crossed his arms. "I doubt any parent really does." Cecil added before he started to head inside the building, with Bob following him in.
Inside there was many tables set up and areas with stands that had people on them, talking. "Egad, how do they
Don't Go Breaking my heart (Darthraner)Don't Go Breaking My HeartDon't Go Breaking my heart (Darthraner)1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
(Sung by Homer and Marge Simpson and Peter Griffin and Lois Griffin)
Homer Simpson: Don't go breaking my heart
Marge Simpson: I couldn't if I tried
Homer Simpson: Oh honey if I get restless
Marge Simpson: Baby you're not that kind
Peter Griffin: Don't go breaking my heart
Lois Griffin: You take the weight off of me
Peter Griffin: Oh honey when you knock on my door
Lois Griffin: Oo I gave you my key
Both: Woo Hoo Nobody knows it
Homer Simpson: When I was down
Marge Simpson: I was your clown
Both:Woo Hoo Nobody knows it
Nobody knows it
Peter Griffin: Right from the start
Lois Griffin: I Gave you my heart
Oohh I Gave you my heart
Homer Simpson: So don't go breaking my heart
Marge Simpson: I won't go breaking your heart
Both: Don't go breaking my heart
Peter Griffin: Nobody told us
Lois Griffin: Cause nobody showed us
Peter Griffin: Now it's up to us baby
Lois Griffin: Oohh I think we can make it
Homer Simpson: So don't misunderstand me
Marge Simpson: You put the
Proliferation.You swam in the ocean of my psyche; I wonder if it was the waves, or the depth that swallowed you.Proliferation.11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
You poisoned the aqua almost instantly; I wonder if it will ever manage to be distilled.
You dived in and out without consent; I wonder if my strength was intimidating.
My endless scope became limited, when the weight of your impact was removed.
The little left, scorched itself into clouds–– I’d lost my substance abruptly.
Months of warm, clouded judgment elapsed, until I found an iced silver lining.
––I fell from the sky in pieces, it must have been for months.
I regained myself, slowly but surely; now, The Pacific Ocean emulates me.
Growth is dependant on change–– I am a testament.
© Rocio Belinda Mendez
My Thoughts on Star vs The Forces of EvilMy Thoughts on Star vs The Forces of Evil1 month ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
I finally got to see Star vs the Forces of Evil, and is it as good as I expected it to be? No! It’s A LOT BETTER!!! I love this show! Star vs the Forces of Evil is like Wander Over Yonder meets Steven Universe and Powerpuff Girls with a touch of Kim Possible. Star is cute and funny and Marco is alright. I can’t wait to see more of this show!
So yeah, I waited to see Star vs the Forces of Evil, and my waiting really paid off: I love this show! I really, REALLY hope it’ll catch on…
Mat-E part 8In the escape pod bay over the hallway which is dark in there, the elevator chimes. Matthew Rabbit known as Mat-E and I step out. There are rows of numbered bay doors line the hallway. I approach "Bay #1" where we entered.Mat-E part 83 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
In the interior escape pod bay #1 continous, I navigated the dark and approached a freestanding console. I fiddled with some buttons.
Onto Matthew, he glances down at my white gloved hand. He privately intertwines his fingers.
He thought, "Maybe now is the right moment..."
He asked quietly, "Kristina...?"
The banks of controls light up around us.
An escape pod is revealed at the end of the room. Its hatch automatically opens and bathes the room with light from its lit interior.
I turned to Matthew coldly, "Earth. "
I gestured for Matthew to enter the pod.
I repeated coldly, "Get in the pod, Matthew. You need to go home to Earth." As I pointed to an overhead screen that displays coordinates to Earth.
He happily complies as he entered the pod. He l
I am a turtleI am a turtleI am a turtle7 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
with the waters of hope
to keep me alive
and hardened to the touch
to protect a soft core.
I am a turtle
wrinkled, wrangled and dry
with a home on my back
and the world before my eyes
slowly growing nearer.
The great invasionChapter 2, Springfield periphery:The great invasion4 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
End of 5th to 6th of July.
It was completely night.
The sky was dark now, the power plant was destroyed, and the city was completely immersed in the dark, many stars were shining in a humid and black sky, even the Milky Way was visible.
There was a conjunction between Jupiter and Mars, which were about to set.
The group was moving up to the Springfield outskirts, more precisely up to Mount Springfield.
The letters of the Springfield name were still untouched, creating a big contrast between them and the whole city, which was only a cluster of ruins.
Lisa looked at her phosphorescent watch, it was almost midnight.
After a moment she communicated to the group:-I think it's better if we stop here for the night, but it's only a discussible opinion of mine, so I'd propose this: when someone has something to say for the group, we'll vote.
For now I've a proposition: we are going to stay here for the night.
Who agrees with me can lift up his/her hand, plus if
Dark AshAbove a cerulean waterfall,Dark Ash10 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
a mountain's broken peak
suffocates in an ash-dark sky.
My Reincarnation Essay (for school!)Reincarnation can simply defined as being reborn in another body. When the physical body dies, the soul lives on and can be reincarnated into another body. The memories and experiences from all previous lives are embedded in the soul.My Reincarnation Essay (for school!)8 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Reincarnation has been a belief in many religions for centuries. It was once considered a bad thing because if the soul kept coming back in a new body, there was no chance of merging with the Almighty and reaching enlightenment. Nowadays, it is considered a good thing because it helps the soul learn and progress. What is learned in a past life can be helpful when the next life comes.
Transmigration of the soul is a smaller part of reincarnation. For this idea, it is thought that a free-traveling soul without a body can enter the body of a newborn baby. This is a common idea in Scientology. At rare times, souls can even move into an adult, typically during times of complete relaxation, such as with meditation or during astral projection, when the soul leav
Sometimes it's Better to Miss Out on Things Do you remember when you were little? That time when your parents were doing something oh so exciting, but you had to go to bed? You wanted oh so badly to stay awake, and join in on the experience, but couldn't because you had school tomorrow. You were scared to miss out on things.Sometimes it's Better to Miss Out on Things 1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
So as your parents tell you it's bedtime, you reluctantly stop whatever you're doing and change into your pajamas, brush your teeth, and get ready for bed. As your climbing under the covers, your parents turn out the light and whisper goodnight. You try one last time to convince them to let you stay up, but they shake their heads and close the door, engulfing your room in darkness.
Now rendered temporarily blind, you lay there in the dark room as your eyes dart around wildly, trying to make out your surroundings. The first thing that comes into focus is your tall dresser, standing at the foot of your single bed. Then you make out the shapes of your toy
Stolen Life“I want you. We can bring it on the floor. You’ve never danced like this before.”Stolen Life4 months ago in Romance More Like This
Percy let out a groan as he heard the all-too familiar song begin to play. Nearby, a few Aphrodite girls surrounded a daughter of Apollo who had her iPod out and was playing the accursed tune. All of the girls knew every word, and they sang along, swaying to the music and bobbing their heads. Percy would never admit it, but he knew all of the lyrics too, purely because he’s heard it so often. Even Grover liked it.
Once, Annabeth had said she didn’t think it was that bad. Percy had shot her a look, and when she only offered a shrug in return, he announced loudly that he didn’t know her.
Luke sat down next to Percy, chuckling at the disgusted look on his face. “What’s with the look, Perce? You look like you’ve just eaten one of Mr D’s socks.”
Percy pulled a face, utterly repulsed by the very id
Who am I?I am a tailor. I stitch words together.Who am I?9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am a painter. I paint scenes with sentences.
I am a gardener. I weed ideas from the world.
I am a liar. I tell tall tales.
I am a fabricator. I construct plot devices out of thin air.
I am a counterfeiter. I manufacture multiple identities and pass them off as characters.
I am a dreamer. I have my head up in alternate worlds.
I am a believer. I believe in my dreams no matter how impossible.
I am a miner. I unearth stories from the most unlikely places, even the gutter.
I am a storyteller. I make things up for a living.
I am a writer. I live many many lives (that end with an r).
(I am a piece of paper, a blank page waiting to be written on.)
.Place those petals o'er your eyes,.11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
framed in finest gold,
and tell me as she twists the knife
through rose-hues you're consoled.
Afterschool Mummies"Are you kidding me?"Afterschool Mummies2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The sound of that shout would have rippled through Sakuragaoka High School had it been louder. Afterschool Tea Time was supposed to be practicing today, but Yui's odd suggestion had thrown Mio in a bad mood. It didn't help that Yui had brought the supplies for her odd plan, which was enough bandages in her bag to fill a hospital. The other girls were just confused about the whole thing.
"Don't be like that, Mio," replied Yui. "It's just for fun."
"You want to be mummified! Why would that be fun?" asked Mio. "Where did you even get that idea?"
"History class," explained Yui. "The teacher was talking all about mummies and their wrappings and I thought it would look cozy, like being wrapped in a sleeping bag. So I thought you girls could try that on me. I'd rather do that with my best friends than with someone else."
"I'm for it!" cheered Ritsu. "Could be amusing to see."
"I wouldn't mind a day off to try something different," remarked Tsumugi.
"Well, I guess it's sm
Marian's TaleMarian's TaleMarian's Tale7 years ago in General More Like This
I tossed and turned, not being able to sleep, for what lay ahead of me tomorrow was stuck in my mind. I lay there, staring up at the ceiling, thinking. There must be a way to stop what was happening. I thought and thought, but nothing came to mind. There was no way out of it. Suddenly, there was a movement over by my window. I smiled. I knew who it was. He had come, just like He promised.
"Hello Robin," I whisperd, not wanting to wake my father.
"Hello Marian," Robin whisperd back. He walked over to my bed and gently kissed me.
"You think you can get round me so easily, don't you?" I asked, after we had finished.
Robin laughed. "Yes. And I know it works."
"You looking forward to tomorrow?" Robin asked me.
I looked at him and raised one eyebrow.
"You know full well I'm not."
Robin smirked. "Alright, I was only asking."
"I'm only doing this for my father, Robin. Remember that. If it was anything else of c
RevenantA hammer slams, its movements far between,Revenant9 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
At eighty beats per minute, drumming slow,
The pounding metal drives in nails unseen,
A coffin for the blind, pulled happily below.
A line of stitches cross his hollowed eyes,
So that he never sees the light of day.
His mouth is sealed, the key to his demise,
So that his secrets never spill away.
The rotting eyelids rip open to black,
His bound lips tear apart, no words to find,
Once traitorous, with knives behind his back,
A man who let his heart corrupt his mind.
“I gave you Heaven, taken by your spell,
Now come with me, and I will show you Hell.”
SM: For NapoleonxviIn a small city of Springfield we find the famous cartoon couple Homer and Marge Simpson as they set out to get a few items from the mall for Marge's upcoming charity bake sale. That is until she sees Homer munching on some of her ingredients.SM: For Napoleonxvi5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Marge: * groans* Oh Homer!
Homer: What? I was just making sure they were fresh.
Suddenly at the Jewelry section of the mall three bank robbers with ski masks emerges. The leader emerges carrying a large diamond in his hand. The robbers escaped from the police but ended up bumping into both Marge and Homer.
The diamond flew out of the leaders hand and landed inside Marge's tall hairdo.
Female robber: Hey our loot in that ladies hair.
Male robber: What do we do? We'll never find it in that mess.
Leader: Take her with us.
The two robbers carried Marge off as the leader knocked Homer over.
Marge: HOMIE! HELP!
Homer: ACK! MARGE! DON'T WORRY HONEY I'M COMING!
Homer starts running after them.
Homer: Must save Marge ACK! Oh I hit the wal
SithVamp Reviews: Mad Monster PartySithVamp Reviews: Mad Monster Party1 year ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Welcome back to the SithVamp October SpecDracular! I love stop-motion animation. It’s a pity we hardly see any movies anymore in that style of animation. It’s a dying art. And when it comes to stop-motion animation, people can think of any of the following three things: Robot Chicken, Tim Burton or Rankin-Bass. Let’s talk about the latter today: Rankin-Bass Productions was a stop-motion animation studio founded by Arthur Rankin Jr. and Jules Bass. This studio is most well-known for its Christmas specials, like Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer, Frosty the Snowman and a Year Without Santa Claus, and the first Thundercats series. Most of Rankin-Bass’ Christmas specials were made in stop-motion animation, so was the movie I’m going to review today: it’s a Rankin-Bass Halloween, yes, you heard me: Halloween stop-motion special, simply known as: Mad Monster Party!!!
Mad Monster Party came out in 1967. The movie opens in the castle of Baron Boris von Frankens
MarianDo you weep behind your veil, Golden Bride,Marian6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
for knowing there is someone else, close, unseen?
And while the groom is tall and strong, what of that
when there is sunshine in the smile of Boy in Green?
He cannot be with you today although he is
the rightful master of your heart, steady and true.
The groom whose eyes are pale and searching, desperate,
needs you more it seems, for shame, and so I Do.
Do not weep behind your veil Watcher fair;
soon will come the sunlight wedding of your prayer.
Loneliness and depressionI am alone...Loneliness and depression2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
No one talks me...
I feel sick for loneliness...
It is killing me inside...
I don't know what to do...
I am annoying, but I don't know why!
People hate me for that!
I AM DEAD!!!!!!
I am all the time sad
Sadness is like death
I am jealous too...
I am a shame!
I hate myself!
My sins are killing me...
I AM INSIDE A A PIT OF AGONY AND PAIN!!!!
No one can help me... I AN CONDEMNED TO PAY FOR ALL THE ETERNITY!!!!!!
I am sad, but I cannot cry
I am alone in the dark
There's no light
There are no angels
I AM GOING INSANE!!!!
SithVamp Reviews: The Town Santa ForgotSithVamp Reviews: The Town Santa Forgot3 months ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Welcome back to the SithVamp Christmas Extravaganza! As most of you know, Christmas is a time of giving and the next Christmas special I’m reviewing is also about giving. It’s called The Town Santa Forgot.
The Town Santa Forgot is an animated Christmas special made by Hanna-Barbera Productions that came out in 1993. The special is told entirely in rhyme, but I’ll just review it in prose. The special opens in a suburban house, where a little boy and a little girl are impatiently waiting the arrival of Santa Claus. Then their grandfather, voiced by Dick van Dyke, sits down with them to tell them a story:
Grandpa’s story is about a greedy little boy named Jeremy Creek, who owns so many toys that they could be enough for a whole city of kids, and he still wants more from his parents. If Jeremy doesn’t get what he wants, he’d either scream, suck his thumb or drop on the floor and pound with fists. But one day, the neighbors AND Jeremy’s parents have