COPACABANA-NA-FANAFOFANARAMA

What is this word you call post title, you ask? That, my dears, is the first draft of the name of "DRUNK DEEDS. Superhuman Humour's" original band (actually the second, but as was not completely happy with the first first draft of name as was a quote of another brilliant show but not ours, decided to scratch that and move directly to the second, hence calling it the first - you see?)!

The band itself got started a while ago when the two members of the said band decided that no song can be made without a band. That would be just so not us. So. When our first song showed itself to us, the band was born. Maybe some of you have heard the song (maybe some of you who live in our house!? No takers? OK!) that is called "Seismograaf-seismograaf-seismograaf. Pe-re-leib!" Incidentally those are also the words. Yep. Our first original. Now. As the first draft of our band name has emerged, there are also plans to do a cover - "TORA LOORA LOORA!" (Wait for our singel! ;))

In other news. Concidering changing the name M-E-D-T to S-M-E-D-T (Sarcastic Magic Eightball Dice Thingy). Seriously the thing has a mind of it's own - add some sick-sick sense of humour to that... Showed that lying bastard today, though! Asked 5 times if I was going to school today, and each time it was "Nu-huh!" 6th time "Ya-hah!", but when asked are you lying? - "I'm not gonna lie to you. But I am gonna run away from you!" So. What do you make of this? Anyway - went to school today! HAH! In your face S-M-E-D-T!!!

So. In conclusion. Since S-M-E-D-T is a lying bastard by nature, am very optimistic about Finn stepping out of his fictional world and into my fictional world! All the answers so far - negative.

All this cossiping has probably bad effect on me concerning S-M-E-D-T. A little test?

Question: Dear S-M-E-D-T, does me speaking ill of you in my blog influence your answers to my upcoming questions?
Answer: Get some alcohol and beers! (I can imagine the sarcastic voice in which it was said...)

As I have another M-E-D-T across the hall, it's time for second opinnion: "INDEED"


You see? That Lying Bastard! (Our relationship can't get any worse, can it?)

"I'm won't lie to you. But I am gonna run away from you!"

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As am braindead and can't even spell the words I'm partially responsible for making up, am giving myself a mental slap, and - oh beware - a KUMQUAT!!!

Did I already explain the whole kumquat business? They're discusting, they taste awful, you do something wrong - you punish yourself. Like with the catholics and putting your hands in fire... You know... The same thing, but with really discusting shrunken down mini-fruit. THE END.