Bird brain!

*wipes away the tears*

"Oh Rain, sweetie, it's not that I think you're too fat and stuff- it's just that... well, we don't look like this!" (whips out cover of teen vogue:

www.networkwebsite.com/celebs/Gisele_Bundchen_00ep.jpg

*grasps Rhains hands in heartfelt, teenage sisterhood*

"So like, you gotta ask yourself. What's more important to you? Your health? Or that guy you're dating (where is he anyways?). And, like I gotta say- what do I care about? And what makes me feel good about MYself? And what it totally comes down to see, is: how do I look in a prom dress?

So, like, even without my brane, I'm thinking- and what I'm thinking like is this: LEt's do it! Let's support eachother! We can totally grab our dreams!

Let's stop eating TOGETHER!" [img]graemlins/heart.gif[/img]

Rhain sniffles- then nods. They hug.
The music swells...

(Real person's note: I KNOW this is wrong. But I was a teenage girl once- so I also know this is truer than you dare dream!)

And just for a recap, we have a brainless army guy being stalked by his disembodied brain, who's plotting to screw up the prom I'm taking my Valley Girl chick to, who's developed an eating disorder because her friend's date got kidnapped by that very same brain.

Sounds about right...

So, like, lulu, does this mean I don't have to take you to like, dinner now? Cause I totally got us killer reservations at that one place you like to eat at. or liked to eat at, before you went on a hunger strike, which is so not gnarly..

Oh no!

"cus like, you're not supposed to know that I'm not eating- so like my amazing weight loss will look just totally natural.

So lets totally go to the restaurant- the more expensive the better!
And Rhain and I will like either order reeaaally expensive meals- then go to the bathroom shortly before the check comes.. Or we'll just order water and salad and pretend to pick at it.

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So like, where are we going for dinner, Bird baby?

(ps. Addendum to bird's summation: Lulu has lost her brain too- it was sucked out by zombies in a previous thread- she bought it back on ebay- but was having too much fun w/bird's borrowed brain to stick it in her head. When she went to return bird's brain, she neglected to replace it immediatly with her own. Bird dropped HIS brain which went running- and well.. behold the sad result!)

(pps. Rhain and Ski have no excuse! [img]wink.gif[/img] )

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I know what you mean. We actually discussed important things like who would control what when we took over the world or tampons! Nothing silly like this!

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*sigh*
Yeah, world domination, tampons, STP stories, Lairs, and now this.
*shakes ehad*
What is this world coming to?

*still reading*

Dinner? Where are we going? Hell, I don't know, I thought you were working that out.

Curse these nickels for clouding my thoughts!!

But more importantly, beside where we're going for lunch before the bar mitzvah, what i wanna know is...

exactly where in the hell am I right now?

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We're going to 'Bar Mitvah' for dinner? I've heard of 'Sky Bar' and 'Bar Marmont....

Well, as long as it's trendy, cool, and I can order a martini and salad..

Anyhoo...

"exactly where in the hell am I right now"
*purses brows in frantic concentration..

Welll- let's see. We were in Victoria secret- then we kinda wandered out- i can't really talk and think AND look where I'm going all at once- so that's kinda impossible- like chewing gum and patting your stomache-

Ok- like what was I saying?

Oh yeah- like where are we??! Like OMIGOD- we are so totally lost in the MALL!!! And we have to go to a bar- and a dance- and get dressed- and like what time is it??

Quick! Let's either scream or make out until someone finds us!

I was thinking that I'd just move the food around on my plate so that it would look like I ate a bit. Throwing up isn't good for your teeth, and I'm not going to have them all gross for prom.

Speaking of dinner... Ski, honey, did you get us reservations?

...

Ski... Hon? *Looks around confused* Where did he get to?

(PPPS, I was leaving the thread and Ski grabbed me and made me be his date. I stayed cause I was promised I could wear a pretty dress. And also, if I have the mind, I get to have the body too. And big full pouty lips [img]wink.gif[/img] )

(PPPPS I am a banana.)

(PPPPPS I'm a cucumber.)

I seem to be forgetting things at a rapid rate...

Must be this damn infernal brain!!!

But... Where's Ski.........? I'm really confused...

OMIGOD!

I was like so spaced for a while there- it was almost like I just vanished for several days! Like can you believe?

So like what's the deal? Like what were we talking about? Like why are we still all standing here?
I look gorgeous! Rhain is so totally money!
Ski is MIA- but that's ok. (None of us have the brains to wonder where or why.) I guess my cool luvy surfer dude will just have to take us both!

Let's go to prom!