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FuturamaPac
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homework... always ruining our lives. I have to learn a 7 page story for tomorrow. It's 3.00pm in the uk now, and it's sunday. How the hell am I gonna do it?!? when's the next bit gonna be up? don't tell me, R.E assignment getting in the way? lol
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FuturamaPac
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I know these things. Naah, you mentioned it in some other thread. P.S I didn't learn the 7 page story, just sat down in my English class and I wasn't asked to read mine :P
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FuturamaPac
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« Reply #52 on: 03-20-2007 13:00 »
« Last Edit on: 03-20-2007 13:00 »
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stpuid... I do miss that word... Hey! here's a good excuse for missing school: Sorry I wasn't at school yesterday Mrs/Mr (head's name), we forgot to pick up the newspaper on Sunday, so when we found it yesterday, we thought it was Sunday. I was gonna make a book full of excuses, but I couldn't be bothered
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PazuzuJr
Liquid Emperor
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RDR has a book of excuses in Latin i think. One of them is: Sorry, due to global warming my homework sponataniously cobusted . I think we'd better stop now - we're going way offtopic
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FuturamaPac
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Originally posted by RobotDevilRox:
One of the excuses is 'my homework was seized as evidence by mistake by CIA agents on a drug bust at the wrong address.' Of course, the CIA part wouldn't work over here in England, but that can always be changed to something else. XD
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Decapodian
Liquid Emperor
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Originally posted by Trombonist: Since PazuzuJr won't post her Fanfic, I'm going to write my own! With blackjack and hookers. in fact, forget the fanfic and the blackjack! Actually, the interactive fan fic therd has inspired me to right a fic about the PE crew getting super powers. Are we allowed to post fics about PEEL, itself instead of Futurama? Yes you can. It's called a PEELody. If you do, be sure to tell me because you're a pretty good writer
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PazuzuJr
Liquid Emperor
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Thanks for being so patient every-one @Trombonist - definatly write the fic here is the update: Leela quickly removed her hand from Fry’s. She pressed both her hands onto his back, as if to move him forward. Fry turned the combination dial – 0003 - then he raised his hand and went to enter the key into the lock. He was trying to get to his dad’s disused bomb shelter. If it could stand strong for 1000 years, then Fry was sure that it could keep Leela safe from her deranged mutant ex. As Fry began to rush, he dropped the key to the floor. “I’ve got it!” Leela said as she bent down to retrieve the key. In her haste she nudged it aside. The key slid under the door. Leela and Fry’s faces sank. Every time the key made a pang as it dropped down another concrete step, Leela felt her stomach tie tighter and tighter. They heard the front door being thrashed from the outside; it was Charlie. The door started to seem to give in. Leela and Fry began to panic. Fry grabbed Leela’s arm and dragged her upstairs. He pulled Leela into his parents’ old room. As Leela was last in, she closed the door behind them. Fry and Leela sat on the foot of the neatly made bed. Fry looked at all of the stuff in this room that reminded him of his old family. He saw a drawing the he’d drawn, aged 18. He saw a clay pot Yancy made in year 6 (Grade 4). He saw the family photo that they’d taken on a trip to the park when Fry was 8. It made Fry miss his family so much. A crash: The door had been broken through. Charlie was in. “I know you’re in here. I’ll find you!” Leela panicked. While Charlie was still downstairs, Fry took Leela by the hand once more. He led her outside of his parent’s room and he pulled down a ladder that led to his loft. He and Leela climbed the ladder as Charlie continued to rant and search. Once in the loft Fry pulled up the ladder and shut the door. He picked up an axe that his parents always kept in the loft for emergencies. Fry swung the axe, repeatedly attacking the roof. Once a hole, big enough for Fry and Leela to fit through was made, Fry put the axe down and went back to where Leela was standing. Fry and Leela climbed through the hole and down the side of the house, carefully placing their feet in the gaps in the rocks and on window ledges. Fry didn’t let go of Leela the whole of the way down. Once they were out of Fry’s back garden, they ran, they ran all the way back up to the sewer pipes that they had first met in. Once they were there Fry ran wildly, not knowing where to go but knowing what to look for.
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FuturamaPac
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ohhh... now I wish that you could post the story all in one go! but I just need patience. patience. patience. arrrrgh! I can't bear it! great work so far, can't wait for the next bit.
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PazuzuJr
Liquid Emperor
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Thanks everyone! I haven't started the next bit but i know just what i'm going to write so it's won't be as long as my last update where i couldn't think of what to put The next bit will have bender in!
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Writer unit32
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Wow.I'm really coming back late.I can't be bothered to read all the parts I missed,right now,but I'll try to do it sometime soon...
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FuturamaPac
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My Easter Holidays start on Friday! That'll make my first afternoon enjoyable! Remember that R.E assessment you had? I have one tomorrow, and yet again, FuturamapPac has not revised. Aww, who cares, R.E is my least favourite subject.
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RobotDevilRox
Starship Captain
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« Reply #77 on: 03-28-2007 13:11 »
« Last Edit on: 03-28-2007 13:11 »
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XD I know what you mean, FuturamaPac! I hate R.E. too - but not as much as P.E. Sheesh! I mean, seriously, I despise football, why do they have to make it comulsary? But don't mind me, I could rant about P.E. for hours, don't get me started. And our (Pazuzu and I) Easter holiday starts on Friday as well! Whoo!
But, seriously, Pazuzu, hurry up with that fic, we're getting impatient. It's just too damned good!
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FuturamaPac
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Mwhahaha, I was going to have to do the test, but it got cancelled because we had football for our last TWO lessons! Wahoo! @RDR: H8 football?! *runs to the nearest medical centre, buys an inhaler and uses it* How could you hate football? Sure, our team was absolute crap today but I would never hate football... or basketball... or any of those other sports you don't like. Anyway we could have a looooooong argument about P.E, but we were working on that time machine (no seriously, I believe I can make a time machine) because: A)We want it to be Friday B)We want the next part of the story and C) I'm tired and I don't wanna go to school tomorrow.
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