Welcome to poetry Friday! I have three haikus for y'all:
I like dinosaurs
Dinosaurs go rawr and stuff
Dinosaurs are cool
My name is Laura
Woah that was five syllables
Ha ha I rule
Toast is for breakfast
Waffles are for breakfast too
I like unicorns
Friday, April 29, 2011
FAQ part 2
Yay, it's time for FAQ: Part Two. Time to learn everything you didn't want to know about me! Even though these questions don't really have anything to do with anything. There's a lot of empty spaces for some reason because this page hates me.
Someone knocks on your window at 2:00 a.m.: who do you want it to be?
Hopefully it's a burglar or Robert Pattinson, because at 2:00 in the morning I don't care who I'm beating up with a metal baseball bat.
Will you marry me?
Sure, why not?
...Really?
Nope.
You're mean.
That's not a question.
You're stuck on an elevator with George Clooney, George W. Bush, George Washington, and George Lopez. What happens?
All hell breaks loose. George Washington and George Bush get into a bloody fistfight, George Lopez and I bet on who's gonna win, and George Clooney is curled up in the fetal position in the corner. Eventually, a bunch of middle aged women break into the elevator, kidnap George Clooney, and set a bomb in the elevator. However, I summon my teleporting pikachu (who is part of the bomb squad) to come an diffuse it. But because pikachu is a total jerk and visiting his sick grandma in the hospital (that bastard), George Lopez and I climb out of the giant hole that the women left in the ceiling. We tried to tell the other Georges, but they were too busy trying to kill each other, so... yeah.
Please complete this thought: I have come to realize that I will always be...
...named Laura. Because I don't know how to change the name of this blog, and if I have a blog with "Laura" in the title and my name is not Laura, then the world will come to an end. Pigs will take flying lessons, the Devil will ice skate to work, and Rick Astley will make a comeback.
Do you think the world will end in 2012?
Yes! You see, I found my cat's plans hidden under the house and-
Wait. Can't talk. She's watching me. O.O
Oh, you meant as in the natural disaster thing like in the movie? Hmmm.... I dunno. I highly doubt that John Cusack is one of the guys who'll make it out alive. I wonder how many people will successfully upload videos of the tsunami and stuff to youtube before they explode?
Tell you what. I'll bet you $1000 bucks that it won't happen. That way if it doesn't happen, I get a thousand bucks. And if it does happen, we all die.
(This is why I shouldn't work on this blog while high off pepsi)
What color is your bedroom carpet?
Do you think Judgement Day is May 21 like it says on those billboards?
It better not be. My brother's birthday is ten days later and I want cake. And unless Paul McCartney was the Second Coming, then no.
Do you believe in the Easter Bunny?
No. My pikachu did stuff to him...
now it's the Easter Pikachu! YAY!
What famous person would you like to meet?
-cough-JaredLeto-cough-
What did you say?
Jackie Chan. Moving along...
Are you invited to the royal wedding?
Well, of course. Why wouldn't I? They love me! We go waaaaaay back. Didn't you see me? If you watch it, look reaaalllly closely and you can see me and Pikachu in the corner. Pikachu is wearing a tux, and I'm wearing my formal t-shirt and jeans. We were there the whole time (as far as you know).
Who's hotter, Captain Kirk or Indiana Jones?
Hmmm... since Jared Leto isn't on that list I have to go with Indiana Jones. I don't want to be attracted to Cpt. Kirk because he's kind of a player. Then again so is Indiana Jones...
If the word was made of Jello, what flavor would it be?
If the world was made of what now? Uh, whatever. It would be... RAINBOW FLAVORED.
You say you've never had rainbow Jello? Then you are a loser. It is the most amazing flavor there is. It is, like, the Nirvana of Jello (and I don't mean the band this time). You have not lived until you have eaten rainbow Jello.
...Sadly, it's outlawed in all continents except for Antarctica. Better start studying your Penguinese.
What flavor would you be?
Orange.
...What, were you expecting a more entertaining answer?
Are you a truck?
Wait, what? Um, no, as far as I am aware, I am not, in fact, a truck. This blog is not owned by a truck. Though if you want, I can redirect you to the blog of the Ironhide the Autobot's blog. He's a truck. Kind of. Yes, Transformers have blogs. I thought you knew that. GAWD.
Will you marry me?
Isn't it a little soon to be trying this again?
Would you rather eat your mom or have to watch Mulan with me (Lorna) 10 times in a row?
Hmmm. I don't know if my mom would appreciate getting eaten. She makes me food. How about, I jump off the cliff with all the bad stuff like Cthulu and Elmo or whatever the hell it was that I said...
Who's better, Chuck Norris or Feragho?
Chuck Norris. Pfft, I'm waaaay off Ferahgo. Klitch, on the other hand, wooow. Although Jared Leto beats all three. Yes, even Chuck Norris. Maybe not in the days before he started doing infomercials, but now...
What is the area of a circle with a radius of 5?
Banana.
Can I shoot this tree? If not, can I shoot you?
Sure, you can shoot this tree. But be prepared for a bunch of hippie tree huggers to come and destroy you.
If Chuck Norris and Chuck Norris had a baby, would you marry it?
How did he had a baby with himself? Wait, I remember. That time machine accident of '96. Many injuries. Numerous deaths. Many lives completely devastated. It was awesome.
Anyway, the answer is yes. Even though apparently I'm already married to, like, five individuals, most of whom are fictional. WHO CARES?
Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, and find line 4. Please read it aloud to the class.
I don't understand how this is an FAQ question but alright.
"Any reason you had to blow up my shop?"
I think I like this book :D
Which came first; the chicken or the egg?
The dinosaur. RAWR. They laid eggs, and then the chickens are all like, "Hey, we wanna be cool like dinosaurs! Let's lay eggs too." So they did, even though they're just rip offs. So, to answer your question, the egg.
Which is worse, "Baby" or "Friday"?
I'm sorry, but the number you have reached has been disconnected. Our servers detect that the person you are asking for attempted to jump off a cliff into a large container of boiling water filled with twenty bloodthirsty sharks, two seabears, Elmo (who just gave birth), the bastard child of Freddy Krueger and Jason, Cthulhu, a time bomb, and a mob of Cthulhu cosplayers with machetes, and tried to make the world explode. Don't worry, she is fine. All of those cosplayers will never be the same again. Yes, this is a machine voice.
What song do you want played at your funeral?
Always Look On The Bright Side of Life. What of it?
What is your favorite holiday?
Money Day! It's a holiday where friends and family around the globe come together to give me money and celebrate my awesomeness.
Do any of your friends have children?
Not that I'm aware of. Although, after the time machine incident, anything's possible.
Who is Chickenhound's father?
I've been waiting to answer this! His father is-
A random ninja jumps through the window and drags me away. However, Pikachu is more than willing to answer for me.
Pika pika pi. Pikachu pi chu kachu pika.
And so, the mystery of Chickenhound's father is finally revealed.
Someone knocks on your window at 2:00 a.m.: who do you want it to be?
Hopefully it's a burglar or Robert Pattinson, because at 2:00 in the morning I don't care who I'm beating up with a metal baseball bat.
Will you marry me?
Sure, why not?
...Really?
Nope.
You're mean.
That's not a question.
You're stuck on an elevator with George Clooney, George W. Bush, George Washington, and George Lopez. What happens?
All hell breaks loose. George Washington and George Bush get into a bloody fistfight, George Lopez and I bet on who's gonna win, and George Clooney is curled up in the fetal position in the corner. Eventually, a bunch of middle aged women break into the elevator, kidnap George Clooney, and set a bomb in the elevator. However, I summon my teleporting pikachu (who is part of the bomb squad) to come an diffuse it. But because pikachu is a total jerk and visiting his sick grandma in the hospital (that bastard), George Lopez and I climb out of the giant hole that the women left in the ceiling. We tried to tell the other Georges, but they were too busy trying to kill each other, so... yeah.
Please complete this thought: I have come to realize that I will always be...
...named Laura. Because I don't know how to change the name of this blog, and if I have a blog with "Laura" in the title and my name is not Laura, then the world will come to an end. Pigs will take flying lessons, the Devil will ice skate to work, and Rick Astley will make a comeback.
Do you think the world will end in 2012?
Yes! You see, I found my cat's plans hidden under the house and-
Wait. Can't talk. She's watching me. O.O
Oh, you meant as in the natural disaster thing like in the movie? Hmmm.... I dunno. I highly doubt that John Cusack is one of the guys who'll make it out alive. I wonder how many people will successfully upload videos of the tsunami and stuff to youtube before they explode?
Tell you what. I'll bet you $1000 bucks that it won't happen. That way if it doesn't happen, I get a thousand bucks. And if it does happen, we all die.
(This is why I shouldn't work on this blog while high off pepsi)
What color is your bedroom carpet?
Before or after the explosion?
If you ruled the world, what would your official national language, animal, flower, food, and religion (or non-religion) be called?
I've had this planned out for years:
Language: Penguinese and Flangerhangerdangindurgin (it's a language, I thought you knew that)
Animal: Llama. No, Penguin. No... Llamapenguin. No... pengllama. Yes. And the pikachu. There's two national animals.
Flower: The Night Flower. Ya know, like from The Land Before Time 4: Journey Through the Mists. He he. I LIKE DINOSAURS.
Food: Pasta. OHMYGOD pasta.
Religion: Lauraism. It's my cult.
What song do you want played at your wedding?
Hmmm... For Whom The Bell Tolls. Romantic, right? If the groom absolutely refuses to slow dance to Metallica (why am I marrying this guy again?), then I suppose... Smells Like Teen Spirit. Nirvana. Now that's a love song.
Would you rather see Miss Page in a bikini or jump off a cliff?
If you ruled the world, what would your official national language, animal, flower, food, and religion (or non-religion) be called?
I've had this planned out for years:
Language: Penguinese and Flangerhangerdangindurgin (it's a language, I thought you knew that)
Animal: Llama. No, Penguin. No... Llamapenguin. No... pengllama. Yes. And the pikachu. There's two national animals.
Flower: The Night Flower. Ya know, like from The Land Before Time 4: Journey Through the Mists. He he. I LIKE DINOSAURS.
Food: Pasta. OHMYGOD pasta.
Religion: Lauraism. It's my cult.
What song do you want played at your wedding?
Hmmm... For Whom The Bell Tolls. Romantic, right? If the groom absolutely refuses to slow dance to Metallica (why am I marrying this guy again?), then I suppose... Smells Like Teen Spirit. Nirvana. Now that's a love song.
Would you rather see Miss Page in a bikini or jump off a cliff?
I think the proper question is, "Would you rather see Miss Page in a bikini or jump off a cliff into a large container of boiling water filled with twenty bloodthirsty sharks, two seabears (via Bikini Bottom), a pregnant Elmo, the bastard child of Freddy Krueger and Jason, Cthulhu, a time bomb, and a mob of Cthulhu cosplayers with machetes, and then have the entire world explode?"
And my answer is... whatever that second part says.
It better not be. My brother's birthday is ten days later and I want cake. And unless Paul McCartney was the Second Coming, then no.
Has anyone ever called you lazy?
Yes. Myself. And the voices in my head. HEH. HEH. They tell me stuff. They told me to make this blog. Explains so much, right?
...what was the question?
...what was the question?
No. My pikachu did stuff to him...
now it's the Easter Pikachu! YAY!
What famous person would you like to meet?
-cough-JaredLeto-cough-
What did you say?
Jackie Chan. Moving along...
Are you invited to the royal wedding?
Well, of course. Why wouldn't I? They love me! We go waaaaaay back. Didn't you see me? If you watch it, look reaaalllly closely and you can see me and Pikachu in the corner. Pikachu is wearing a tux, and I'm wearing my formal t-shirt and jeans. We were there the whole time (as far as you know).
Who's hotter, Captain Kirk or Indiana Jones?
Hmmm... since Jared Leto isn't on that list I have to go with Indiana Jones. I don't want to be attracted to Cpt. Kirk because he's kind of a player. Then again so is Indiana Jones...
If the word was made of Jello, what flavor would it be?
If the world was made of what now? Uh, whatever. It would be... RAINBOW FLAVORED.
You say you've never had rainbow Jello? Then you are a loser. It is the most amazing flavor there is. It is, like, the Nirvana of Jello (and I don't mean the band this time). You have not lived until you have eaten rainbow Jello.
...Sadly, it's outlawed in all continents except for Antarctica. Better start studying your Penguinese.
What flavor would you be?
Orange.
...What, were you expecting a more entertaining answer?
Are you a truck?
Wait, what? Um, no, as far as I am aware, I am not, in fact, a truck. This blog is not owned by a truck. Though if you want, I can redirect you to the blog of the Ironhide the Autobot's blog. He's a truck. Kind of. Yes, Transformers have blogs. I thought you knew that. GAWD.
Will you marry me?
Isn't it a little soon to be trying this again?
Would you rather eat your mom or have to watch Mulan with me (Lorna) 10 times in a row?
Hmmm. I don't know if my mom would appreciate getting eaten. She makes me food. How about, I jump off the cliff with all the bad stuff like Cthulu and Elmo or whatever the hell it was that I said...
Does your name make any interesting anagrams?
Llamas
Are
Undermining
Russia's
Authority
What are your top six snack foods?
6. Fried Arctic Tern
5. Noms. A nom is what you get when you crossbreed a cheeto, a frito, and a dorito.
4. Rainbow Jello
3. The hopes and dreams of children
2. Penguin-munchies. They're these little bags of penguin food.
1. Trail Mix. What were you expecting?
Who's better, Chuck Norris or Feragho?
Chuck Norris. Pfft, I'm waaaay off Ferahgo. Klitch, on the other hand, wooow. Although Jared Leto beats all three. Yes, even Chuck Norris. Maybe not in the days before he started doing infomercials, but now...
What is the area of a circle with a radius of 5?
Banana.
Can I shoot this tree? If not, can I shoot you?
Sure, you can shoot this tree. But be prepared for a bunch of hippie tree huggers to come and destroy you.
If Chuck Norris and Chuck Norris had a baby, would you marry it?
How did he had a baby with himself? Wait, I remember. That time machine accident of '96. Many injuries. Numerous deaths. Many lives completely devastated. It was awesome.
Anyway, the answer is yes. Even though apparently I'm already married to, like, five individuals, most of whom are fictional. WHO CARES?
Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, and find line 4. Please read it aloud to the class.
I don't understand how this is an FAQ question but alright.
"Any reason you had to blow up my shop?"
I think I like this book :D
Which came first; the chicken or the egg?
The dinosaur. RAWR. They laid eggs, and then the chickens are all like, "Hey, we wanna be cool like dinosaurs! Let's lay eggs too." So they did, even though they're just rip offs. So, to answer your question, the egg.
Which is worse, "Baby" or "Friday"?
I'm sorry, but the number you have reached has been disconnected. Our servers detect that the person you are asking for attempted to jump off a cliff into a large container of boiling water filled with twenty bloodthirsty sharks, two seabears, Elmo (who just gave birth), the bastard child of Freddy Krueger and Jason, Cthulhu, a time bomb, and a mob of Cthulhu cosplayers with machetes, and tried to make the world explode. Don't worry, she is fine. All of those cosplayers will never be the same again. Yes, this is a machine voice.
What song do you want played at your funeral?
Always Look On The Bright Side of Life. What of it?
What is your favorite holiday?
Money Day! It's a holiday where friends and family around the globe come together to give me money and celebrate my awesomeness.
Do any of your friends have children?
Not that I'm aware of. Although, after the time machine incident, anything's possible.
Who is Chickenhound's father?
I've been waiting to answer this! His father is-
A random ninja jumps through the window and drags me away. However, Pikachu is more than willing to answer for me.
Pika pika pi. Pikachu pi chu kachu pika.
And so, the mystery of Chickenhound's father is finally revealed.
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Laura's Great Valley Adventure (part 1)
Okay, so I was all alone in the house, computers weren't working, and my new 3DS was all the was across the house and I was too lazy to get it. As you can imagine, I was bored. There was nothing on TV except for infomercials (Did you know that there's a grill specifically for sasuage and eggs? Only 59.95 with this one time offer to the first 1000 callers! Yeah, I was there for awhile). So, I decided to watch a movie. Now, you see, I am honestly afraid of the DVD player. It is much smarter than me, so I couldn't watch a movie like The Matrix or Monty Python or something that would have been actually entertaining to watch. Instead, I had to resort to my old, dinosaur-like VCR player thingy. And with dinosaurs on the mind, I decided to watch The Land Before Time. I mean, it was that or Conan the Barbarian.
Don't get me wrong, I loved the Land Before Time when I was a kid. The past tense is key there. I was obsessed with dinosaurs, and played with them instead of dolls in my dollhouse. A typical little girl, I'd say. Well, now that I'm older, I can understand how dreadfully horrible the sequels are. Well, the first one is epic beyond epicness (George Lucas, Don Bluth and Steven Spielberg? I think so. Besides, it's running time is 69 minutes. 'nuff said). I decided instead to watch the terrors that is The Land Before Time II: The Great Valley Adventure. And you are coming with me as I actively ruin my childhood. Again. Why? Because I say so, and my word is law.
Don't get me wrong, I loved the Land Before Time when I was a kid. The past tense is key there. I was obsessed with dinosaurs, and played with them instead of dolls in my dollhouse. A typical little girl, I'd say. Well, now that I'm older, I can understand how dreadfully horrible the sequels are. Well, the first one is epic beyond epicness (George Lucas, Don Bluth and Steven Spielberg? I think so. Besides, it's running time is 69 minutes. 'nuff said). I decided instead to watch the terrors that is The Land Before Time II: The Great Valley Adventure. And you are coming with me as I actively ruin my childhood. Again. Why? Because I say so, and my word is law.
Those who disagree may refer to Rule 93
So after finally getting the VCR to work, an ad for the "Land Before Time Singalong Songs" appeared. My first thought was why would a parent willingly subject themselves to that? I mean, at least when the kid watched a LBT movie there's, like, five songs, but having like thirty of them all at once? Moving on, we open with a pretty view of space and comets that are all like WHOOOOSH. Then the title just randomly pops up. Subtle. So is this gonna be like about space dinosaurs or something? 'Cuz I'm telling you now, that would be so cool. I'd much rather watch a movie about space dinosaurs than the movie that's about to come. I'd settle for dinosaurs not in space, just in jets or something. ANYTHING other than this movie. Hmmm. Jet dinosaurs in space. I gotta start on that screenplay.
"I see your T-Rex in a F14 and raise you a dinosaur IN SPACE."
So, after the cool space thing, we cut to... a forest. Well, okay then. There goes my hopes and dreams of a dinosaur version of Star Wars. I mean, think about it. Darth Vader could be a T-Rex (possibly in a F14), Luke Skywalker could be a... you know what? Nevermind. I don't want anyone to steal my screenplay ideas. All space dinos aside, the narrator starts telling us about dinosaurs and stuff. Fitting enough. I think my favorite quote from the opening is "Some ate plants." Thank you, narrator, for that beautiful look into the behavior of herbivorous dinosaurs.
After the opening, we go to the Great Valley, where our main characters (Littlefoot, Cera, Ducky, Petrie, and Spike) are playing together. Oh, wait, no, they're singing some awful song about how peaceful it is in the valley. Why are they singing? Dinosaurs don't sing. No. It's just wrong. Dinosaurs... kill stuff and do dinosaur things. They don't sing. They DON'T sing. Singing ruins everything that is awesome about dinosaurs. And it turns out that there's gonna be more singing. Joy. Mercifully, it's rather short. Littlefoot's grandpa calls him to come home. Thank you, Littlefoot's Grandpa who apparently has no name. I owe you one. Okay, so let's just get on with the movie. NO. WAIT. THEY'RE STILL SINGING. LITTLEFOOT'S GRANDPA, DO SOMETHING ABOUT THIS! PLEASE!
Ahem. Er, we cut to some random egg eating dinosaurs. I assume these are going to be our antagonists because one of them has an evil voice and the other is a comic relief dude. So, I guess they're in the Great Valley because they want to steal eggs. Fair enough. One of them, though, I swear has an out-of-control egg fetish. I mean, the way he says eggs... "Eeeeggggggsssssss." Think of a demented pedophile saying that... except he's a dinosaur that looks like this:
Then you'll get an idea. It's just... creepy. I mean, I get that he eats eggs cuz he's an... egg eater, I don't know, but he's taking things a step too far... ANYWAY, so I guess they're introducing us to our villains? I'm not too intimidated. After that, we go to a scene where Littlefoot is complaining about how small he is. Well, yeah, that happens when your name is LITTLEFOOT. And you're a kid. It would be weird to see a huge apatosaurus or brontosaurus or whatever he is named Littlefoot. I mean, really? It's like naming a T-Rex Littletooth or Justin Beiber Largemanhood. Anyway, he tries to get the treestars from the top of the tree like his grandpa, but ends up failing miserably and humping the tree. Don't ask. So, after that his friends call him over to play where he then jumps on Spike and proceeds to hump him as well. Sadly, I don't have a picture. Shouldn't someone be keeping a leash on this guy?
OM NOM NOM. |
I used to love Ducky, but now her voice seems like a rubber duck being brutally murdered with a rusty spork. She's just so... GAH. However, I DO love this picture of her. I don't know. Just go with it.
So, Littlefoot's friends are bored (I can relate) and try to figure out something to do. They decide to go play somewhere called the sheltering grass. Fair enough. I can see this movie is setting up a beautiful plot of some kind. Before they can go, however, Littlefoot stops them because he's a complete wuss. He says that they have to cross some tar pits to get to the sheltering grass, which is all the way across the valley. Why is there tar pits in the dinosaur equivalent to Eden? Isn't supposed to be, like, paradise, and protect them from dangers like carnivores and tar pits? Then why- ah forget it. I'll never get an answer. But why not just play where they are? I mean, I see tall grass that they could use. I assume that's what the sheltering grass is. Whatever. Petrie acts like a spazz, yeah yeah, blah blah, I tuned out at that point. Then Cera (the only character in the entire movie who has any form of interestingness in the form of actually doing stuff) convinces them to go anyway. Thank you, Cera. Please get them all swallowed by the tar pits. That'd be great.
So they get to the tar pits, or "sinking sands" as they call them, and wonder how they're going to cross it. Even though I can clearly see land in the distance that encircles it, so they wouldn't have to cross it in the first place. Maybe they're too lazy to walk all the way around, I dunno. Oh, but we wouldn't have a conflict for thirty seconds, then would we? So they decide to cross it by jumping across some conveniently placed rocks. Of course, they all fall in and are turned into fossils, which are dug up millions of years later by an aspiring young archeologist.
Okay, sadly that doesn't happen. Petrie wonders if he should go get help, but decides not to because they might get in trouble. Glad you got your priorities straight there, Petrie. Somehow he falls in too (don't ask, just go with it. It ends sooner that way) and they have to be rescued by Littlefoot's grandparents. Of course, their parents are mad for them almost getting killed... I guess. Whatever, we have a scene change back to the egg eaters.
Oh God. Oh, no. Oh no no no no no. NO. No. No. No! As if this movie couldn't get more needlessly annoying, the egg-eaters are making egg puns. Kill. Me. Now. I can't do it. I just... can't. The egg-eaters are making egg puns. EGG PUNS. UNNECESSARY. EGG PUNS. "I'm eggxhausted" "Eggxactley" etc. I'm pretty sure someone here is on "eggstacy". This can't get any worse. But no, they have to sing a strangely sexual song about eggs. Here are some of the amazing lyrics:
When I wake up
First thing I do
Eggs
Is to look around
for something to chew
Eggs-actly
Yeah. You can't just randomly say "eggs" in the middle of a song. Even if it is about eggs. I mean, does the sentence "When I wake up first thing I do eggs" make sense? Not in the least. You can't just say, oh, "I've known you for so long, I think it's time for me to finally ask you if you will marry I LIKE PIE." I promise you, that is a turn-off. And here's another part:
So, Littlefoot's friends are bored (I can relate) and try to figure out something to do. They decide to go play somewhere called the sheltering grass. Fair enough. I can see this movie is setting up a beautiful plot of some kind. Before they can go, however, Littlefoot stops them because he's a complete wuss. He says that they have to cross some tar pits to get to the sheltering grass, which is all the way across the valley. Why is there tar pits in the dinosaur equivalent to Eden? Isn't supposed to be, like, paradise, and protect them from dangers like carnivores and tar pits? Then why- ah forget it. I'll never get an answer. But why not just play where they are? I mean, I see tall grass that they could use. I assume that's what the sheltering grass is. Whatever. Petrie acts like a spazz, yeah yeah, blah blah, I tuned out at that point. Then Cera (the only character in the entire movie who has any form of interestingness in the form of actually doing stuff) convinces them to go anyway. Thank you, Cera. Please get them all swallowed by the tar pits. That'd be great.
So they get to the tar pits, or "sinking sands" as they call them, and wonder how they're going to cross it. Even though I can clearly see land in the distance that encircles it, so they wouldn't have to cross it in the first place. Maybe they're too lazy to walk all the way around, I dunno. Oh, but we wouldn't have a conflict for thirty seconds, then would we? So they decide to cross it by jumping across some conveniently placed rocks. Of course, they all fall in and are turned into fossils, which are dug up millions of years later by an aspiring young archeologist.
Okay, sadly that doesn't happen. Petrie wonders if he should go get help, but decides not to because they might get in trouble. Glad you got your priorities straight there, Petrie. Somehow he falls in too (don't ask, just go with it. It ends sooner that way) and they have to be rescued by Littlefoot's grandparents. Of course, their parents are mad for them almost getting killed... I guess. Whatever, we have a scene change back to the egg eaters.
Oh God. Oh, no. Oh no no no no no. NO. No. No. No! As if this movie couldn't get more needlessly annoying, the egg-eaters are making egg puns. Kill. Me. Now. I can't do it. I just... can't. The egg-eaters are making egg puns. EGG PUNS. UNNECESSARY. EGG PUNS. "I'm eggxhausted" "Eggxactley" etc. I'm pretty sure someone here is on "eggstacy". This can't get any worse. But no, they have to sing a strangely sexual song about eggs. Here are some of the amazing lyrics:
When I wake up
First thing I do
Eggs
Is to look around
for something to chew
Eggs-actly
Yeah. You can't just randomly say "eggs" in the middle of a song. Even if it is about eggs. I mean, does the sentence "When I wake up first thing I do eggs" make sense? Not in the least. You can't just say, oh, "I've known you for so long, I think it's time for me to finally ask you if you will marry I LIKE PIE." I promise you, that is a turn-off. And here's another part:
Gay Eggeater #1
This Struthiomimus
Won't settle for the dregs
I'll borrow
I'll beg
I'll even kiss you
Won't settle for the dregs
I'll borrow
I'll beg
I'll even kiss you
Gay Eggeater #2
Kiss me?!
Gay Eggeater #1
For my dear beloved dose...
of eggs
of eggs
I guess I can stop calling them eggeaters. He just confirmed that they're struthi.. struthimo... struthuimi... Struthiomimus. Cut & Paste ftw. Anyway, I don't think I need to explain why this song is creepy. I'm sure anyone with half a dead brain cell can figure it out. And if you are one of those people, then you're already ahead of the songwriters in terms of intelligence.
I'm going to have to split this review into multiple parts. I can't take it anymore after those puns and that song. So, until then, see ya'll later.
OH YEAH. I recently learned that one of the voice actors in the Japanese version of the movie is the voice actor for Pikachu. Is this right, Pikachu?
Pikachu: Pi... >:(
He won't admit it. Well, next time we'll see what could possibly be the only way to screw up a T-Rex in a movie.
You know how I mentioned that pikachu in the last post? Well, it turns out that he's kind of a jerk. The other night, there was an incident, and he wouldn't bail me out! I was all like, "heyyy could you give me bail money?" and he was all like "pika pika". Something like this:
Police dude: You get one phone call.
Me: Wow this guy must be new. I actually get a call this time... Thanks. Hmmm... who to call? My parents would be happy to bail me out. But I don't want to put them through this again. Maybe a friend...? No, no, half of them are in jail and the other half would be too lazy. I know! I'll call pikachu. (Dials phone). C'mon, answer it you stupid rat....
*click*
Pikachu: Pika?
Me: Hi, Pikachu, this is Laura.
Pikachu: Pi.
Me: So, uh, I got into a little trouble today.
Pikachu: Pikachu pika.
Me: No, I didn't see machine gun wielding capybara again.
Pikachu: Chu.
Me: (sigh) No, no I didn't try to steal the giant donut outside of the donut place again.
Pikachu: Pika pika chu pi.
Me: Look, it doesn't matter what happened. I just need, like, $100.
Pikachu: Pi.
Me: Why not? Dude, you're my only chance here.
Pikachu: Cha. Pikachu pika pika.
Me: ...You don't have thumbs, how in the world did you play poker?
Pikachu: Pika.
Me: I suppose so. Heh heh, potatoes have so many uses. But you have to have some money left. Squirtle couldn't have won all the money at the poker game.
Pikachu: Pi...
Me: Jeez, really? Cheater. And I thought that Mario was the one who cheated badly. You don't have $100 though? I'll pay you back as soon as possible!
Pikachu: Pikachu.
Me: Look, I told you, I'll pay that $50 back when my harpooning business takes off! I'll just add in this $100 and-
Pikachu: Pika pika. Chu, pikachu pi.
Me: C'mon, please?! I can't spend the night in jail. I owe money to some of the inmates!
Pikachu: Kachu.
Me: Listen, you little mouse. If you don't give me that money, I'll take you out to Mexico, tie you to a cactus, and you will be eaten by rabid donkeys. Is that what you want?
Pikachu: Pikachu pi cha.
Me: Nah, they just say that they screen these calls to try and scare you.
Police dude: Excuse me, you've been-
Me: SHUT UP! I'M ARGUING WITH MY PIKACHU.
Police dude: I'm going to need backup for this.
Pikachu: Pika chu pi chu.
Me: Shut up, Pikachu.
Pikachu: Pi.
Police dude: Ma'am, I-
Me: DID YOU JUST CALL ME MA'AM?!
Pikachu: Pika! :O
Me: Nobody... nobody... nobody can call me ma'am without my consent.
Police dude: Ma'am, I can do whatever I want.
Pikachu: Pi :P
Me: Shut up pikachu. Listen, buddy, the last time somebody called me "ma'am", they couldn't find enough of him to convict me.
Police dude: Ma'am, you were already arrested. Just put down the phone and-
Me: I have a pikachu! He could kill you! Right pikachu?
Pikachu: Pika! >:D
Police dude: You're crazy. Pikachus don't exist. Even if you knew one, how would it get here?
Me: Didn't you know? MY pikachu can teleport.
Pikachu: -poofs into room- Pika!
Me: I've always wanted to say this in context. PIKACHU! USE THUNDERBOLT 2.0!
-Censored for extreme violence involving thunderbolt 2.0, an explosion, swearing, teletubbies with machetes, and many, many, many, many unnecessary deaths-
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