Other Miss Fabulous & Da Spud

[Rhajaki]

Hello-ello-ello-ello-elloooooooo! I am Miss Fabulous, and Rachael of the Shire is Da Spud. Today we talk about odd people in the dumber society called Buttheads. Two interesting facts about....... Da Buttheads, Oh lordy, is that they possess only two facial features, cheeks and a mouth. They cannot speak-a-la-English, because whatever comes outa da mouth is shit.

 

[Rachael of the Shire]

Quite true. Though I do believe you forgot the breath of life that they release.

 

[Rhajaki]

Dat's true, I wish they had a filter for that.

 

[Rachael of the Shire]

It is quite unfortunate that they do not.

Their breath comes in multiple forms:

Silent But Deadly,

Silent and Harmless,

Obnoxious and Deadly,

and finally

Obnoxious and Harmless

 

[Rhajaki]

Sometimes I have to admit they crack me up. What other Breeds of Dumb people are there?

 

[Rachael of the Shire]

Hm, still thinking of that Silent by Deadly. Hm... the Close-Minds are one, as are the Silly Geese...

 

[Rhajaki]

Hm, still thinking of that Silent by Deadly. Hm... the Close-Minds are one, as are the Silly Geese...

Oh no Da Spud, the close minds are smart. The open minds leave their brains exposed to the world, and that my dear, is certainly not presentable. I prefer not to see someone walking around with a head apparently full of ramen. I feel like going zombie-tarian when I see that.

 

[Rachael of the Shire]

My, my, my. My ramen cravings have been awakened.

 

[Rhajaki]

Now that we are well introduced, how about I ask how you are today. Da Spud.

 

[Rachael of the Shire]

I have been doing quite well, up to the waist in papers and sketches. The flowers are blooming, my socks are off, and it's hotter than an oven in here.

 

[Rhajaki]

I have been doing quite well, up to the waist in papers and sketches. The flowers are blooming, my socks are off, and it's hotter than an oven in here.

Sounds like a recipe for Potato soup. Da Spud.

 

[Rachael of the Shire]

Sounds like a recipe for Potato soup. Da Spud.

Don't you be turning me into soup, Miss Fabulous, or you're going to have to find yerself a new partner in crime!

 

[Rhajaki]

Don't you be turning me into soup, Miss Fabulous, or you're going to have to find yerself a new partner in crime!

What crime? I'm not Da Potato in the oven, thank da lordy. How soft are you by now on a range of one to ten?

 

[Rachael of the Shire]

Something between eight and nine. I appear to be a little harder toward the top still.

 

[Rhajaki]

Something between eight and nine. I appear to be a little harder toward the top still.

Ya know ya hafta turn potatoes as they cook right? You may survive getting punched in the head, Thank Da Lordy, but I don't wanna see your ass get kicked.

 

[Rachael of the Shire]

:Then I suppose I must turn over rather quick, kicked asses are a pain you know...

 

[Rhajaki]

Especially when softened. I'd hate to see it mashed.
(I can't stop laughing my ass off! Oh Lordy, now I lost it. I wish my nose worked because that would really help in this situation.

 

[Rhajaki]

Oh I wondered how Da Pussy............. Cat is doing.

 

[Rachael of the Shire]

My ass is soft all the time, wouldn't want to get too much softer. Can I come on out of the oven now?

 

[Rachael of the Shire]

Oh I wondered how Da Pussy............. Cat is doing.

Quite well; thank you very much for the check in.

 

[Rhajaki]

My ass is soft all the time, wouldn't want to get too much softer. Can I come on out of the oven now?

No prob, you can come out. Da Pussy probably needs feeding anyways.

 

[Rachael of the Shire]

No prob, you can come out. Da Pussy probably needs feeding anyways.

Indeed he does. He must be fed quite often, day and night.

(Ah that sounded dirty, my Lady)

 

[Rhajaki]

Quite well; thank you very much for the check in.

Ya know, I useta have a pet Da Pussy, but not since over a year or so ago, it has not been the same without him. My dad named Da Pussy Kritty, short for Critical Strike after a World of Warcraft character he made.

 

[Rachael of the Shire]

Perhaps a check in is in order. May he live a long and happy life and then run through the stars.

 

[Rachael of the Shire]

I feel well cooked. Perhaps the process will be reversible; in the meantime Da Spud must cool off a bit.