Bored Bored Bored

[browncoat2x2]

*sigh*

I'm bored.

What's the use in being able to stay up late on-line when nobody else can?

*cries*

I miss everyone. *pouts*

I can't write. *pouts*

My kitchen floor isn't drying. *pouts*

The weather is Cold! *pouts*

I'm tired but I don't want to go to bed and SOMEBODY ENTERTAIN ME! *POUTS*

This concludes the whiny portion of my LJ. We now return you to your regularly scheduled LJ experience.

Comments

[ceslas.livejournal.com]

I hear all of those complaints...ok, not the kitchen floor one, but the rest! Maybe my muse and your muse have gone off together to discuss things...nah...mine is just being elusive.

[browncoat2x2]

Your Muse has run off with OUR Muse?!!!!

We must remedy this at once! Fetch the guardsmen! Fetch the Wise Woman! Consult the bones!!

We must find our Muse!!

[youngcurmudgeon.livejournal.com]

I come to entertain, my lady! ~attempts to juggle geese~

[browncoat2x2]

Heeeee! Juggling! *claps*

Now try this duck, a one armed midget and this carton of eggs!

*nods encouragingly*

[youngcurmudgeon.livejournal.com]

~bows~ I shall try, my lady!

... How about the midget balances on my shoulders and juggles the eggs while I add the duck to the mix? I'm sure he'd be much better at it than I am.

[browncoat2x2]

Whatever! Whatever!

Less talk, more juggle!

And sing something while you're at it!

*GRIN*

[youngcurmudgeon.livejournal.com]

~oh, you're one of those Evil Queens, aren't you? :-)~

She rolls a wheelbarrow through streets that are narrow
With a hey nonny nonny, ho ho ho
And the fish in the night never try for a bite
For the rain it raineth every day.

When I was a little girl and I had a little curl
I chased all the butterflies, running alway
To the streets of the town, far from glen, brook, and down
From the hill where the rain raineth every day.

~attempts a jig~

[browncoat2x2]

*is impressed*

well done, you may continue to live...

And Of COURSE I'm an evil Queen, I mean, Come ON! It's ME!!!!!

Alright then, Fool, we need to stir up some mayhem, misbehave a little... what do you have in mind?

[youngcurmudgeon.livejournal.com]

Hooray! Thank you, milady!

Might I suggest we plan a feast? Or perhaps a fiesta?

[browncoat2x2]

*frowns imperiously*

How exactly does one misbehave or cause mayhem by planning a feast or taking a nap???

*sharpens axe*

[youngcurmudgeon.livejournal.com]

~gulps nervously~ Well ... cooking is difficult for those who are not as skilled as you! So there will be much tension in the kitchen! Dishes may not turn out properly!

As for the nap, siestas are full of strange dreams, particularly if you are full of food from a fiesta. So ... there's that?

[browncoat2x2]

Hmmmmmm well.... We like the compliment...that earns you points.. and strange dreams... hmmm... We have not had strange dreams Our self in some time. *claps twice* Quickly!! Prepare Us a meal of mayhem that will provide Us with strange dreams that We miht know Our future!!!

[browncoat2x2]

noneofyours seems to be challenging your competance as a fool, Fool... so I declare a:

FOOL-OFF!!!

Amuse me *G*

[browncoat2x2]

Okay? O-Kay??

Where is my fool! Fool! We need you Fool! We need you to apple bonk this young woman at once!!

(which is Evil Queen Speak for THanks! *G*)

[browncoat2x2]

MMmMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

*is distracted by the yummy UST...*

Can I faint so Inara will come and kiss me too???

*yearns*

Ohhho! So now you're usurping my fool's position are you??!!! We'll have to maybe have a fool-off!!

[browncoat2x2]

Well.... you know.. Jayne wouldn' be the worst in the world.. but nothing compared to Inara.... *sigh* my number one....

You think you're better than my fool, eh? I'm gonna have to call my fool to the floor for a fool-off then...

*Call's youngcurmudgeon*

Oh Foool! Foool! A challenge for you, Fool!

[browncoat2x2]

You can't leave now!!!
We're going to have a FOOL-OFF!
I've never held one before.... this should be fun!

And don't you dare hold Mal/INara fic over my head, you, you.... YOU!

*smirk*

[browncoat2x2]

I think that's entirely possible... so.... erm. *cough cough*

I guess we'll have to, um... postpone the Fool-Off then...

In the mean time... dance or something... aren't you supposed to be a fool???

*G*

Mine is an Evil Monarchy *G*

[browncoat2x2]

Uhmmmmm.... make it a Jayne Statue *G*

Sing!!

[browncoat2x2]

He robbed from the rich, and heeee gave to the poor...
Stood up to the man and hee gave 'em what for
Our love for him now, ain't hard to explain
the hero of Canton, the man they call Jayne......

Now Jayne saw the mudder's backs breakin'
He saw the mudder's lament
He saw that magistrate takin, ever dollar and leavin' five cents...

he said, you can't do that to my people....

er, uh, huh, you're supposed to be singin' that....