Lenta
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- Posted: Sun, 21 Nov 2004 21:55:37 +0000
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Since she knew the story, Lenta
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Right. So, I was just making some popcorn. Popcorn's cool, y'know? The popping and all. I got my freshly-popped popcorn out of my microwave, then poured it all into a bowl, tossed the bag and stomped over to my couch. This couch has been in my family for YEARS, so it's all tattered and icky and black. Yes, black. Black leather. It was originally brown, I think, but oh well. Well, I guess I didn't leave my popcorn in the microwave for long enough, because a few seconds after I sat down, a kernel popped out of my bowl, and shot straight past my head, burying itself in the back of the couch and exploding into a fluffy piece of popcorn.
The couch didn't like that much.
Seriously.
As soon as I heard the PUMF of the kernel popping, I ducked, and for a good reason. The couch sucked its back cushion inwards, then poofed forward, sending the piece of freshly-popped popcorn towards the wall. It then exhaled loudly, shifting underneath me. Of course, I then fell off the couch, due to the fact that it WASN'T SUPPOSED TO BE ALIVE. The couch's hole seemed to fix itself, the threads weaving in and out until it had patched up the place where the popcorn was embedded. Then, it muttered a few words, and I digested them thoroughly before passing out from shock.
"Alas, one more patch for this bruised old couch..."</center>

Right. So, I was just making some popcorn. Popcorn's cool, y'know? The popping and all. I got my freshly-popped popcorn out of my microwave, then poured it all into a bowl, tossed the bag and stomped over to my couch. This couch has been in my family for YEARS, so it's all tattered and icky and black. Yes, black. Black leather. It was originally brown, I think, but oh well. Well, I guess I didn't leave my popcorn in the microwave for long enough, because a few seconds after I sat down, a kernel popped out of my bowl, and shot straight past my head, burying itself in the back of the couch and exploding into a fluffy piece of popcorn.
The couch didn't like that much.
Seriously.
As soon as I heard the PUMF of the kernel popping, I ducked, and for a good reason. The couch sucked its back cushion inwards, then poofed forward, sending the piece of freshly-popped popcorn towards the wall. It then exhaled loudly, shifting underneath me. Of course, I then fell off the couch, due to the fact that it WASN'T SUPPOSED TO BE ALIVE. The couch's hole seemed to fix itself, the threads weaving in and out until it had patched up the place where the popcorn was embedded. Then, it muttered a few words, and I digested them thoroughly before passing out from shock.
"Alas, one more patch for this bruised old couch..."</center>
I knew what was going on, and I
<center>11-25-04- HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!
11-21-04- Shop started! Whoo! Party! Er, no, not really. :B But huzzah anyways!
11-21-04- Shop started! Whoo! Party! Er, no, not really. :B But huzzah anyways!
The person who controlled the freebies
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Grand Opening freebie couch! He looks rather festive. :B</center>

Grand Opening freebie couch! He looks rather festive. :B</center>








