Take Turns Writing: "Ebo and the Mountain"
POSTED BY: Succatash
UPDATED: Thursday, May 27, 2004 03:06
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"Oh. So that was a connecting flight then. Where are we going now?" Ebo said as she sat down.
"Flying is really borring," she said, "Are we there yet?"
"no."
"Oh...Hey! Who wants to join the mile high club?"
The hippie looked up eagerly.
"Um...I mean, who, who is not the Hippie, wants to join the mile high club?"
"I will."
"Tash, honey, i hate to break it to you, but your lacking in the nessisary parts."
"I din't say that."
Ebo looked at the big guy who shrugged, "I'm gay."
"So who said it?"
"Me," a guy in the next seat said.
"Who are you?"
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"When did this become not funny?"
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"I am Wintrobe Walkingtone Witherspoon the Third. I gratuated from Harvard."
"Your point is?" Ebo asked.
"Um, I don't know."
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"Freedom is the Freedom to say that 2 plus 2 make 4. If that is granted, all else follws"-Winston, 1984
Teela Brown, keeper of bad typing.
"No one reads these things any way."- Bart on Blackboard
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"Oh wow. We're landing already."
"That was the fastest flight ever."
"I don't think we ever took off..."
"I think we did. Look, less golf courses."
"Hey, who wants to see my big stick?" The hippi brought the conversation to a standstill, "For golf, i mean."
"So where are we?" sombody said as they wandered to the bagage pick-up place-y thing.
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"When did this become not funny?"
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"You're in the Baggage Claim Area!" a powerful voice spoke.
Ebo and the group stared in shock at the strangers who suddenly blocked their path.
Two Hippie females stood in their way and behind them was a Bigger Guy and a Super Big Jar full of 3 heads. The three heads spoke in unison:
"YOU ARE NOT AS COOL AS US!"
The Hippie cocked his shotgun and said, "That's where you're wrong, Sisters. You don't have a shotgun like me. Now, get out of our way, or I'll blow a hole in your rainbow."
In the blink of an eye, both Hippie girls suddenly produced shotguns from their skirts and pointed them at the Hippie.
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"Ha!" ebo said, "We win! You don't have a double of me."
"I think thats to their advantage," the Big Giy said quietly.
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We do the hard thespian, so you don't have to.
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"Wow! We got out of cycle of anti-climatic scenes!" Teela was excited.
"You do realize that two guns are pointing at us?" Tash asked.
"Of course! It's just amazing."
"Oh. Okay."
Meanwhile...
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"Freedom is the Freedom to say that 2 plus 2 make 4. If that is granted, all else follws"-Winston, 1984
Teela Brown, keeper of bad typing.
"No one reads these things any way."- Bart on Blackboard
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On impulse, Teela began rubbing noses with Tash inside their Super Jar. When the steam and bubbles cleared, the Asexual Prophet gazed angrily at the female Hippies.
"SO! You dare challenge me!" cried the asexual head in a neutral voice.
The Hippie Girls watched the transformation with interest, but then they smiled and laughed at the Asexual Prophet.
"We have 3 heads in our jar, wait and see!" cried the Hippie Girls.
Everyone stared in horror as the 3 heads began rubbing noses and the Super Big Jar began bubbling and boiling and hissing. After several minutes, the steam cleared and everyone gasped at the horror they witnessed.
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"Oh my god its grotesqe! And heres a thing in a-Well, actually, the thing in the jar is the most grotesqe thing I see," Ebo trailed off.
The jar thing and the asexual head faced off.
"Jar Thing!" The asexual head challeneged, "What are you're powers?"
"I am a profet!"
"I, as well, am a profet!"
"Obviously not a very good one, or else you would know that I too, am a profet!"
"I callange you to a profesise off!"
"I knew you were going to say that!"
"Your hippie will never be a good golf player!"
"Your hippie's are pegnent!"
"Only the one! Ebo is the past, present, and future of the mountain people!"
"Duh! Bread will distroy your Bigger Guy!"
"You will do it right before you're shotgun!"
"Strong Enough for a Man, Made for a Jar!"
"A Different Kind Of Company. A Different Kind Of Compression-Coil!"
"Schhh... You Know Strawberries!"
"Run For The Not A Grandfather!"
"A Day Without The Mighty-Ebonezer is Like a Day Without Sunshine!"
"Four out of Five Dentists Recommend Jeremy!"
"Do you know the air-speed velocity of an unladen swallow?!"
"Of course! What is the square root of 2,566,485?!"
"1602.025! Have you seen the Heart of Gold!"
"Of course! I desighened the Improbablity drive!"
"Can you bake a pie?!"
"No!"
"Nither can I!"
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While the Prophesy Battle continued between the Jar Heads, the Hippie found himself in a fierce battle of his own.
"Don't let it hit the ground, or everyone dies!" cried the evil Hippie girls. They threw a glowing hacky sack at the Hippie and he kicked it out of instinct. The Hippie Girls laughed evilly as the Hippie sweated and concentrated, and kept kicking the hacky sack high into the air.
Meanwhile, the Big Guy was in a fierce battle with the Bigger Guy. It was a terrible fight to watch.
But through it all, Ebo felt sad. She didn't have anyone to battle.
"That's where your wrong, Ebo." said a sad, calm voice. A dark hooded robed figure emerged from the shadows. "I am Obie, Ebo. Obie 2, to be exact, the forgotten younger brother of a more famously numbered Obie."
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"And you left me behind." continued Obie 2's sad, calm voice.
"Wait. I hardly know you, where you came from, and you're saying I left you behind. I mean, logically this makes no sense and you shouldn't exist!" Ebo had her first intelligent thought, and it was a crowning glory. Well, not really. There was no crown or anything, just an achievement.
"Why, you're right!" And Obie started disappearing, while the battle raged (well, not really) on.
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"Freedom is the Freedom to say that 2 plus 2 make 4. If that is granted, all else follws"-Winston, 1984
Teela Brown, keeper of bad typing.
"No one reads these things any way."- Bart on Blackboard
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