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by Jimi
1-28-04
Some where far away from you...
Hello. My name is Rumple Holstoy, principle of Flabbercarp Academy Private School.
We here at Flabber Carp academy care about your children. Our highly educated faculty spends countless hours every day preparing lessons and working to make education fun, and interesting.
YOU GET BACK IN THE BATHROOM!
Can I stop scraping the gunk off the walls with my teeth yet?

 

by Jimi
1-28-04
At Flabbercarp Academy, we also provide top-knotch daycare service.
Goo. *burp*
Aww. Isn't he cute?
Wee! *POOP*
And he'll be even cuter when he's full of stuffing and served with a side of gravy and mashed potatoes!

 

by Jimi
1-28-04
This concludes the Flabbecarp Academy Introductory Seminar. Are their any questions?
Yes, you, with the hair.
Yes, um, what was that high pitched, hellish screeching sound that we heard coming from the air conditioning room?
Well I don't know, Sir, but it certainly wasn't dolphins being skinned alive.
...

 

by Jimi
1-28-04
Hello everyone. I'm Jimi, and this is my good friend Lost. Say hello, Lost.
Mephpweeng?
Lost is quite a peculiar fellow. From time to time, we give him a raw fish.
Peshew!
We think maybe that's why he can't tell "up" from "water"
Fraspoosh!

 

by Jimi
1-28-04
Another of my good friends is RJ over here.
Yo.
He, like Lost, is prone to random bouts of insanity.
Yep.
Sometimes we have to use horse tranqs.
SQUAAAAAWK!!!

 

by Jimi
1-28-04
And this is Brett. The only other sane person I've met... ever.
w00t.
Question,
Shoot.
Why don't you ever put your arms down... ever?
Do not question the arms.

 

by Jimi
1-28-04
And this would be my loving girlfriend, Lyssa.
Hi!
The only thing keeping her from being completly sane is that, well...
... she's dating me.
...

 

by Jimi
1-28-04
I wonder what random drivile that boyfriend of mine has been keeping himself occupied with...
[Lyssa's computer screen]
Pie! Pie! Pie! Pie! Pie! Pie! Pie! Pie!
No! Chalupa! CHALUPA!!!
... Why me?

 

by Jimi
1-28-04
And here we have the lake. Many fun and interesting things have taken place at the lake.
... um...
Who exactly are you talking to?
... SHAPE SHIFT!!!
OH MY GOD.

 

by Jimi
1-28-04
Well, what do you think?
Well, it's certianly more... human.
Is that a bad thing?
No, of course not.
Well, would you rather something like this?
Don't make me hurt you.

 

by Jimi
1-28-04
Forsh!!!
What the hell!?

 

by Jimi
1-28-04
One day...
...
... in... sect?
*squeeky*
So... so those are... those are really... ?
Yes... come on now, you can say it... "breasts"

 

by Jimi
1-29-04
So I was thinkin', and then, ya know,
... And my hair caught on fire, so I was all, "OMG WOAH", and then-
HAH!!
-ACK!!

 

by Jimi
1-29-04
One day...
Blah blah I will make best comic0rz ever and blah blah
[Jimi's Computer Screen]
S3XX0R??/!
OMG YEH!!!11
Meanwhile...
But wait, what about...
CHALUPA?!

 

by Jimi
1-29-04
This, ladies and gentlmen, is Lost. If you've ever had a previous encounter with Lost, then you know full well that he is a confused, illiterate, incoherent individual who serves no particular purpose
Papafoo?
But Lost was not always this way. No, he was once a rich and powerful man. He had money, women, respect. He had it all. So what happened?
Goopherglabben!
What turned Lost into the confused individual he is today? To find out, we must take a trip into the past, and examine... The Origin of Lost!

 

by Jimi
1-29-04
At a young age, Lost became the president of SuperPai Inc., a Robot Manufacturing company.
ah-woo-woo.
He had countless robot minions to perform his every whim upon command.
I worship you.
Get me coffee.
He also lived on the moon, and had a beautiful super model wife.
Honey, I'm home.
Make love to me.

 

by Jimi
1-29-04
Yes, Lost had it all. Everything that anyone could ever want. robots, women, money... everything. However...
He did have one fatal weakness...
*squeaky*

 

by Jimi
1-29-04
One day, Lost was in the Robot factory, minding his own business. When suddenly, out of nowhere, a horrible insect appeared!
Get me more coffee!!
*squeaky*
...
...
...
... oh god...
*squeaky*

 

by Jimi
1-29-04
And that was when it began... Lost's irrational fear of insects was too much for his poor, simple mind.
Hubba hubba... is ROBOT pooROBOTROBOT pooof...
Is it... hey...
The process started off slowly enough... and then it snowballed.
I'm fine.
I need hel-ARGOPHLAMLING!!
And that was when it happened...
Plointuggle?

 

by Jimi
1-29-04
Askewp!
And so here we see Lost today, existing as he has for god knows how long.
One really has to wonder what might have become of Lost, if he hadn't laid eyes on that evil, dispicable insect.
...
Shut the hell up.
Will you please stop with the narating thing?

 

by Jimi
1-29-04
I'm very glad that you've chosen us as your son's elementary school, Mr. Elph. I can assure you, he will recieve only the best of care and the highest standard of education.
Of course. If you'll just send him with me, we can begin immediatly.
Yeah, sure, whatever, great. I don't care what you do, so long as you keep him out of my hair for a few hours every day. And for the third time, he's not my son. I just kind of found him in a corner.
Got your lunchbox, Lost?
Peshew?

 

by Jimi
1-29-04
And all these horny teenagers get killed. With knives.
So of course the lesson behind this movie, is never have sex. Ever. Especially not in dark, deserted mansions.
...
SQUAAAAAWK!!!
Why are you talking to me?

 

by Jimi
1-29-04
Lost's first day at school.
You must be new here.
Fmeesh?
Yeah, I know. I think the food icky, too.
Paphoom?
You're right! We should kill the principle!
Spoel!

 

by Jimi
1-29-04
Oh, hello there.
Are you Principal Holstoy?
Yes I am, what can I do for you?
I'm a hired hitman. You and I have some business to take care of.
And just what do you mean by tha... oh... well damn.

 

by Jimi
1-29-04
It seems as though we have a few more characters to introduce, who I neglected to remember earlier on.
Because I'm a dumb cracker and stuff like that.
Anyway, this is Pinko, our resident... Pinko. She's really cool. Sometime's she throws stuff.
Wee!
I believe I told you NOT to tell them that.
And this is Keith. He doesn't show up much, because he does top-secret work for the government, but whenever he does come by for a visit, we usually end up with at least three dead bodies.

 

by Jimi
1-30-04
So yeah, THAT's what bras are for.
Woah...
Well, that's what Lyssa told me.
Are you sure?
Wait... this means that we actually understand some aspect of the female anatomy!
Reality has been shattered!

 

by Jimi
1-30-04
Let's go streamlining.
What?
Forsh!
Stop doing that!

 

by Jimi
1-30-04
Welcome to The Void.
... OH GOD!!
I'm not Pixilated!
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ACK!!
Good magic!

 

by Jimi
1-30-04
I hate hippies. They suck.
Okay.
Later...
ALL of them!?
Yep.

 

by Jimi
1-30-04
'sup, yo?
... what?
Fizzle my nizzle, etc.
What the hell?
Multi-culturism.
Oh, okay.

 

by Jimi
1-31-04
Mr. Williams?
Yes?
You're under arrest for the murder of every hippie within a ten mile radius of this house.
No, no I'm not.
Later...
You've really gotta stop doing that.

 

by Jimi
1-31-04
It was WHAT?!
You heard me. Hello Kitty.
And she actually SHOWED you!?
There was a bow on the back.
OH GOD.
My mind has been shattered. *weeping*

 

by Jimi
1-31-04
Hey, can I see the cane? Does it have a knife in it?
Um... I don't have a cane... so... no... who are you?
Ass.
... ?
... WTF?

 

by Jimi
1-31-04
...
...
...
...
You look like a guy.
*cries*

 

by Jimi
1-31-04
Clipside of the pinkeye flight!
Gestating with all the other rats!
It happened on a resperator!
The last of a thousand eyebrows clicking!
Nobody is heard, rolling sheep smile for the dead!
These craft only multiply, at the nape of ruins rust propellers await!

 

by Jimi
2-01-04
Hello.
It's my birthday.
Like, right now.
So you guys should send me presents.
...
I'M MISSING SEALAB!!!

 

by Jimi
2-03-04
There you are, Sticky! Where the hell have you been?
I was slaying monsters in the Foopoo Province.
Oh... that's... good.
Yeah. There were lots of drugs.
... You got a lot shorter.
They took my knees.

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