A betlosin' man.

Ashley: Hi there. Whatcha doing?
Young: Just the regular. Nothing spectacular.
Ashley: ...Are you alright?
Young: Just peachy and fine. All of the time.
Ashley: Why are you rhyming?
Young: I lost a bet. Now I am feeding the pet.
Ashley: You lost a bet and now has to feed the dog? Where does the rhyming come in?
Young: The pet thing was just to find a rhyme. The wager was, rhyme all the time.
Ashley: You are good at rhyming.
Young: My grandparents write songs of protest, it is just what they do. I once helped them write one for Peru.
Ashley: Whatever. Wanna play Mario Kart?
Young: Verily, thy butt will be kicked and names be took. The Princess is no match for Wario, the lovable crook.
Ashley: Names be took?
Young: I will admit, the rhyme wasn't good. "Names be took" my left foot.
Ashley: Mario Kart?
Young: DoubleDash, here I come. The master of speed and the drinker of rum.
Ashley: If you wanna play, shut up.

A bettin' man.

Julia: Nah-ah. You are wrong!
Young: I am not. I am very correct.
Julia: Nope. You missed one.
Young: Zummi, Grammi, Gruffy, Tommi, Sunni, Cubbi, Gusto, Cavin, Gregor, Calla, Igthorn, and Toadie. Those were all the regular characters.
Julia: If there is something I know, it is cartoons about cuddly bears. And you missed a regular character.
Young: Wanna bet?
Julia: How much?
Young: How much do you want to part with?
Julia: The loser has to go around in nothing but underwear all day.
Young: I have no interest in watching you in your underwear.
Julia: The loser has to talk in rhyme for an entire day.
Young: Deal.
Julia: Tuxford.
Young:... DANG IT!
Julia: *Ahem*
Young: *Sigh*. I appear to have lost the bet. I forgot about him, darn my forgetsome head.

Face your Manga!

In what I can only assume was a massive explosion of boredom, Julia made these, of the regular characters in my on-going story, on some website.

Me. Though, I rarely dress that nicely. And my hairdue is more in the area of... Chaos.
Julia. Nicely dressed. She says "thank you".
Ashley. Wearing her very favourite T-shirt.
Mark. Looking somewhat like a quarterback.

Though, anyone who has tried it knows how hard it is to make it look like yourself. So, it doesn't really look like anyone, so I am not sure why I even posted it.

It is being brought to my attention that it is because I have to post twice a week. Thank you.

Welcome doggie.

Ashley: Hey, that is a nice dog. She is so cute!
Julia: Thank you.
Ashley: What is her name?
Young: Sandy.
Ashley: That is a great name for a dog. We used to have a dog called Butch, when I was a child. That was a great dog.
Young: What was that dog named after?
Ashley: Nothing. We just throught that it was a good name for a dog. Did name your dog after something?
Young:...
Julia:...
Young: "Sandy Frank"
Julia: "Sandy Frank"
Young and Julia: "He's the source of all our pain"
Young: "Sandy Frank"
Julia: "Sandy Frank"
Young and Julia: "Gads about the house all day"
Ashley: Ye Gods. For that, you owe me a beer.
Young: In the fridge. I only got Guiness... "Sandy Frank"
Julia: "Sandy Frank"
Young and Julia: "Spielberg won't return his calls"...

Another new resident

Julia: Hey, Young...
Young: I told you how I want to be referred to.
Julia: I am not gonna call you Mistah Boss-man. I won that bet.
Young: Fair enough. What is it, (*Shudder*) Milady.
Julia: Well, I have this friend and her and her boyfriend just broke up and, y'know, they had this...
Young: Proceed.
Julia: Well, they had, well, she still has, this labrador.
Young: An eskimo?
Julia: No, a dog.
Young: Ah.
Julia: Anyway, she has this labrador and she can't have it anymore, because she is moving into an apartment with this guy named Jan, which is funny, because her name is Jan too, and Jan, the boy Jan, he has a cat, which is allowed in the apartment provided that they stay indoors, but dogs are not allowed, so I was wondering...
Young: Is it yellow?
Julia: Yes?
Young: Yes, we can have a dog.
Julia: Yay! Can I give you a hug!
Young: No.
Julia: ...
Young: ...
Julia: ...
Young: Okay, a short one.
Julia: Yay! ... Hey, wait a minute, is the only reason that you allow this that I have to walk the dog, because you can't leave the house?
Young: Partly. And because if I smell even the faintest whiff or poop indoors, I will personally sell the dog to a loving family. So, if it has an accident, you better be around to fix it before I enter the room.
Julia: Yes Sir!
Young: Thats more like it.

Year Two: A new Year

So, I was sitting around, minding my own business, watching Monty Python, when this little redheaded girl came over to me and said "Hey, did you remember to update your blog?". I said "I will do it in the new year". Well, apparently, we are not on chinese new year. Yes, it came as a surprise for me too. And what is worse, I am not chinese, apparently. Just a white guy of european origin. Probably scandinavian.



So, anyway, I will try to be better at updating this year.