"Ooooh . . this sooo exciting," he said in a bizarre, high-pitched, silted voice. Perhaps this man is a mutant. If so, Magneto can have him.
"My name is E-mo," he told me. "Ee-mo Phillips."
"Wonderful," I answered.
"I am looking forward to finding true love."
Walking in behind him was a tall, rather harsh looking old man with white hair. I looked again and realized it was Bea Arthur.
Bea Arthur came to a stop next to Emo. As she glanced down at him, a look of condescending revulsion crossed her face. Perfect.
I reached into both of their minds and rearranged various elements. As they turned to look at each other, their eyes suddenly filled with glowing adoration. All at once they flew into each others arms and began passionately kissing. My stomach started to kick in protest.
"Please!" I whispered sharply. "Here's your room key. Go!"
As they skipped off, hand in hand, a loud thumping started to fill the ship. The floor began to shake with each thump. There, over the ramp, came Granny Goodness in a bikini. Everyone on the deck started screaming and running to jump over the rail.
Granny waddled over towards me. We were now the only people on the deck.
"Uh yes," she said. "My name is Goodness and I am here for some sweet, sweet lovin'."
I forced myself to look into her face. For the first time in my life, my mind was blank.
Then a lightbulb went off.
I gave Granny a room key and told her to give me 10 minutes, her dream man would be waiting for her. Next I went below deck. Finding two strong looking crewmen, I took mental control of them. Then we hurried to the stern supply closet where Mr. Bennet was hiding himself as played with his Rainbow Brite collection.
"Grab him men," I told the two crewmen.
"What's the meaning of this, Professor?" Bennet spluttered. I wanted to tell him but I couldn't stop laughing.
I had the crewmen drag Bennet down to Granny's room and tie him to the bed. Bennet was yelping the most horrible things, so I had his mouth taped.
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I think I'm gonna hurl!
Yuck!
Wow!!!
Of course you know this means war.
Playing dirty is always a good thing.
Wow, that was cold. *ROFLMAO*
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