P O S T S
posted this on Wed Nov 23, 2005 10:16 pm |
" Welcome to America!"
"I thought they weren't meant to tell us where they were." Murdoc whispered to Mena as a group of I love NY shirt clad too damn happy looking people emerged from the main building. "Don't worry sir; we give a different name to everyone who comes here."
She wouldn't stop smiling.
"No one smiles that much in New York city." Mena whispered as they took their bags and ushered them into the lobby.
"I'm scared." Murdoc admitted truthfully. Mena just nodded, she was too.
They walked over to reception as the smiley girl checked them in.
"Okay." she said as she clicked away at the keyboard, staring intently at the monitor of her computer.
"Mr. and Mrs. Niccels?"
"oh, no, no, no."
Mena protested politely. "You must have some kind of a mistake."
"You'll find we don't make mistakes here Mrs. Niccels."
The girl smiled.
"Listen woman-" Murdoc began when he heard the noise of a zip being wrenched open. Both spun around to see two of the New Yorker men opening their bags on a table.
"What the hell are you doing?!" He demanded.
The man with Murdoc's bag began pulling out a bottle of vodka and cigarettes.
"I'm sorry sir, these just aren't allowed."
Murdoc began to insult the man as Mena said calmly; "Nothing in my bag."
In an instant a pair of hands began to pat her down. "What the?" She spun around and grabbed the wrists of the woman behind her.
"Policy ma'am, we have to check for weapons."
"I'm a bass guitarist what makes you thank I’ve got a weapon!"
"So am I!" Murdoc protested.
"Which is exactly why we are wearing our bullet proof vests today." The smiley girl said with a smile.
Mena sighed. "Listen, I won't waste your time, here" She started pulling out guns and knives from hiding placed all over her.
Murdoc stared with wide eyes as she produced four guns, two from under her jacket, and another two from her ankles as she put her leg up on the table to pull knives out of her boots.
She then emptied her pockets of stunning instruments and a stray hand grenade. "Don't know how that got in there." She said as if it was nothing strange to be carrying a hand grenade around.
Murdoc continued to stare as she pulled razor blades out of her bra and removed the chopsticks which had been holding her hair in place.
He didn't understand the chopsticks.
Mena saw the look on his face and threw one of the chopsticks across the room and throw the wall.
"Ohhhh." Now he understood.
"Thank-YOU!" The smiley girl said as she struggled to carry all the items and tuck thim to the back.
"So, uh, where do we go now?"
"Here are your room keys," A random smiley guy handed them both keys. "You're free to explore the resort until your therapy session at 4 o'clock and you will get all the stuff back. “
They wouldn't stop smiling.
Mena and Murdoc couldn't take their eyes off the smileys. They backed into an elevator and stared ahead as the smileys formed a group and waved goodbye to them as the doors closed.
"What the fun is wrong with them.?"
"It's considered mental illness in my country." Murdoc told her.
"and must you swear so much onna?" He demanded.
Mena disregarded the question.
"What does your key say?"
"seven one three." MurDoc answered casually.
".so does mine." Mena sounded as if she could cry.
".oh fun." Murdoc muttered.
posted this on Fri Nov 25, 2005 7:25 am |
".oh fun." Murdoc said again as he opened the door to their room.
Mena resisted the urge to repeat his words.
"Okay," she surmised, 'One bed..."
"This is unacceptable." Murdoc muttered.
"Mini Bar ?" Mena said relief.
"Don't worry Murdoc ,Penny’s paying! And …" Mena said as she sat down on the floor and swept the alcoholic content of the fridge onto the floor. "You can sleep on the floor."
"Grrrr." Murdoc replied.
"Oh shut-up. Have a drink." She threw a bottle at him, a little harder than she probably should have.
He caught it just before it smashed into his forehead.
Mena reached above the fridge and groped around, finding a glass. She got down four and set about filling them all up with whatever she could find.
".ameni utarenagara." Mena began singing.
"What did you say ?" Murdoc asked as he downed the bottle of. whatever Mena had thrown at him.
"Nothing'." She forgot all about the rage she had yesterday and her madness at him calling her hore.
Mena grabbed the 'mo' drink and swallowed it in one gulp.
Murdoc recovered quickly and sat down next to Mena. "Wanna drink Murdoc?"
"Hit me." He replied with a blank face.
"I MEANT GIVE ME A DRINK!"
* * *
"Oh no Murdoc! We're late for therapy!"
"Out of my way Mrs. Niccels!"
"I can't walk!" Mena giggled.
"I suppose I must carry you then." Murdoc was about to pick her up off the floor.
"Wait! I need another drink!"
"No you don't."
"You're drunk Mud’s."
"So are you."
* * *
"No no no. Go back. Yeah. That one!"
Murdoc struggled to walk around with Mena in his arms.
"How do I open the door?"
"How drunk are you?"
"I don't know how to open the door. Did I know before I was drunk?."
"Try the handle."
"Where is it?
".I dunno. Just open the door how you usually do."
"Do you think they'll get mad?"
"They can send Penny the bill."
With that, Murdoc kicked open the door. To find.
A room full of people, all staring at them.
"I didn't know it was 'group' therapy." Mena says calmly.
"I have dishonored myself." Murdoc whispers, mortified.
"I have forgotten my name." Mena says, a puzzled look on her face. Murdoc looks at her.
"I think it's Tina or something. What's mine?"
"Sorry everybody!" The drunk girl hollered to. everyone. in the town.
"Yeah, uh, sorry." Murdoc adds pathetically.
A smiley person walks over. But they aren't smiling.
"Please take a seat. You're late."
"Duh, we said we were sorry." Mena tells the smiley guy with a sulky childish look on her face.
"I think you should put me down Murdoc." Mena whispers.
He drops her.
She is smart enough to hold onto his neck and kind of get her feet on the ground.
"Always a pleasure."
They walk over to the other people who are all sitting in a circle and take seats.
"This is Mr. and Mrs. Niccels." The smiley guy says.
"Hello Mr. and Mrs. Niccels." The room choruses.
"Ok, now that we're all here, we can begin. Mr. and Mrs. Hewlett, you were telling us about your troubles in the bedroom."
"oh fun." Murdoc mutters.
Mena stifles a giggle with a cough.
"I just don't understand him!" A pudgy woman with a ridiculous shade of maroon hair and an inch of grey regrowth says in a whiny voice.
"I don't understand her!" The old dude next to her adds.
"Okay, good, good." Smiley guy encourages.
"I want child! He wants dog! I tell him kids will make us happy , an dog live wet stains! And he says-"
"Lets not talk about pee dear."
"How could you!" She slaps the back of his balding head with her hand-bag.
"Alriiiiight." The smiley guy takes control of the situation. "How about we hear from." He glances at his clipboard.
"Please not us, please not us."
"Mr. and Mrs. Niccels!"
Everyone stares at them.
"I'm afraid you have to share ." Smiley guy sings.
"He never stops!"
"What?" Murdoc says, turning his head slowly to look at her.
"He just wants it all the time!"
"Uh-huh, good, keep going." Smiley guy is interested. So is the rest of the group. They lean forward in their chairs to hear the details.
"I just can't keep up with him!"
Murdoc still hasn't caught on.
"What is this debauchery onna?"
"Debauchery! I tell you a little about debauchery! 7 times a day! You're an animal!"
"Have you gone insane Mena?!"
"Yes I have." Mena stands up. And almost falls down. "Insanely in love."
The group holds their breath.
"With someone else!"
The room gasps.
Smiley guy doesn't know what to say.
"Uh, uh, I, um, could you, uh,"
"I demand to know who it is!" MurDoc stands up.
"I can't tell you!"
"Because I only saw him for one night, I don't remember his name."
The collective eyes of the people in the room open wider than physically possible.
Smiley guy is having a coronary.
"You evil onna! I should have know from the start that-"
Mena runs over and kisses him.
He is shocked, but he gets over it.
The rest of the room however does not.
The smiley guy is still confused.
Mr. and Mrs. Niccels don't let up.
Smiley guy starts running around the room.
"I'M NOT REALLY HAPPY! I'M SAD! I'VE NEVER HAD A GIRLFRIEND IN MY LIFE! I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT!"
The couples don't move. For a moment anyway. They bolt for the door, which would normally be locked to prevent an outburst like this, but Mr. Niccels broke the door down.
So Mena and Murdoc just stand there making out as the guy runs around the room in circles screaming like a girl and ripping his hair out.
They finally come up for air.
"I need a drink." Mena says.
"I need one too." He looks over at insane/smiley guy.
They begin to leave the room with their arms around each others backs.
"After you. Mrs. Bitch" MurDoc gives a slight bow to allow Mena through the remnants of a door frame.
"Thank you. Mr. Asshole" Mena says sweetly with a smile.
She doesn't realize that Murdoc stayed back for a reason.
As smiley guy makes another pass around the room.
.Murdoc gives him a good punch.
"MY FACE, MY BEAUTIFUL FACE!!!" The guy squeals.
"Sissy." Murdoc shakes his head.
posted this on Sun Dec 04, 2005 4:47 pm |
Hmm...the test told me that I'm MURDOC, but I behave like 2-D
By the way, love Noodle. She's so cute. Just...just look at her face