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  <title>Mysticheaven/Totoffle.</title>
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  <title>Salmon-ing.</title>
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  <description>FEEL FREE TO IGNORE THIS, I WILL PROBABLY DELETE IT LATER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone here got a message from a Salmon? It&apos;s cool. I downloaded AIM just to see what the fuss was all about.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href=&quot;http://kami-llama.livejournal.com/45999.html&quot;&gt;http://kami-llama.livejournal.com/45999.html&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a message from my very first Salmon about 10 minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;Although, my salmon (EncyclicalSalmon) is very confused with this whole salmon-thing. I think it&apos;s quite interesting :-D He/She has gone now. Sadface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a salmon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/urge to quote from KitKat advert]</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 15 Jan 2007 21:02:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Big-assed Meme.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://mysticheaven.livejournal.com/profile&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: bottom; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px&quot; height=&quot;17&quot; alt=&quot;[info]&quot; src=&quot;http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&quot; width=&quot;17&quot;&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://mysticheaven.livejournal.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mysticheaven&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, hereby post this list of 101 things that I wish to complete in 1001 days. If I do, I will reward myself with a huge pat on the back, and maybe a special treat. &lt;br&gt;My 101 are listed below, along with the starting and end dates. I will report whenever I complete one, as well as printing this list out and crossing things off IRL I will include the date of completion and any proof that I have to back it up. &lt;br&gt;Signed: &lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;mysticheaven&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I&apos;ll strike the things that I&apos;ve done and italic...italicazize... do something else with those I&apos;ve started. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Starting January 15th 2007 – Ending Monday October 5th, 2009. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;1. &lt;strike&gt;Pass my driving test and get a car.&lt;/strike&gt; [Theory done on 6/03/07. Practical done on 10/08/07. Car = Mine. Photos &lt;a href=&quot;http://mysticheaven.livejournal.com/411850.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;2.&lt;strike&gt; Pass my A-Levels.&lt;/strike&gt; [B-C-C! YAY I PASSED!]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;3. Make a new very close friend online.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;4. Meet as many LJ friends as possible.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;5. &lt;strike&gt;Get a job&lt;/strike&gt;. [I have been told that my pathetic two-week job counted.]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;6. &lt;strike&gt;Cook a proper meal (IE: Not using a microwave or ‘shoving something under the grill’).&lt;/strike&gt; [I made spaghetti for James and me the other day! Amazing.]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;7. Try a new food at least once a month for 6 months or more.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;8. See the Foo Fighters again.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;9. Meet, and get the autograph of, Ross Noble.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;10. Learn how to play bass, even basically (SWIDT?).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;11. Be ‘Online’ on MSN for at least three hours, and talk to everyone that talks to me. (AAAAAAH NOES)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;12. Learn code and code something basic.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;13. Finish 15minuteficlets (up to date!).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;14. Put on one stone, at least.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;15. Learn a useful skill, like putting up shelves.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;16. Discover a new band who PWN.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;17. Back up and organise all three hard drives.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;18. Get my laptop fixed so that &lt;strike&gt;I can have t’internet in Uni.&lt;/strike&gt; [I&apos;ve got it at Uni, but it won&apos;t work here! Still working on that.]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;19. &lt;em&gt;Tidy back bedroom and throw out all of the junk, or sell it.&lt;/em&gt; [Well, I have to anyway.]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;20. Buy more CDs (esp. those that have been downloaded!). Let&apos;s say... ten. I never buy CDs.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;21. Get Frasier on DVD.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;22. &lt;strike&gt;Get over silly problem with member of TBE BBS. (May be difficult)&lt;/strike&gt; [Considering I never visit it anymore...]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;23. &lt;strike&gt;Go out without make-up on to see if it makes any difference.&lt;/strike&gt; [All the damn time now that it&apos;s started messing with my skin!]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;24. &lt;strike&gt;Conform to THE FETISH ONCE... *Shudder*&lt;/strike&gt; [28/04/07. No I will not provide proof!]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;25. Learn basic CSS.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;26. &lt;em&gt;Convince James to try three new foods.&lt;/em&gt; [1/3 done, picture coming soon!]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;27. &lt;strike&gt;Get through a whole ICT lesson without using the internet for pain relief.&lt;/strike&gt; [Last Thursday actually, 8/3/07. I didn&apos;t even check my e-mail!]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;28. One Word: Wax.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;29. Take James somewhere he actually wants to go and BE INTERESTED for serious. [&lt;i&gt;Transformers&lt;/i&gt; totally counts! No? Alright then.]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;30. Convince James to take me somewhere I want to go, and make him interested.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;31. Drink at least a bottle of water a day for a whole week (Gotta start small).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;32. Go shopping in London and actually buy something.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;33. &lt;strike&gt;Get on a tram and go somewhere new, just because (Preferably with James).&lt;/strike&gt; [We went to &lt;strike&gt;Dumbledore&lt;/strike&gt; Dundonald Road! Proof &lt;a href=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v310/Totoffle/Photos/DSC00708.jpg&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v310/Totoffle/Photos/DSC00707.jpg&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Full entry &lt;a href=&quot;http://mysticheaven.livejournal.com/428238.html&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;34. &lt;strike&gt;Take no days off college until the end of the year unless vital for health/security/safety/etc.&lt;/strike&gt; [OH YES. PWNED. I would show you a picture of my attendance, but, no more college. And teachers marked me absent when I wasn&apos;t so it looks like I&apos;m lying when I&apos;m not.]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strike&gt;35. Meet at least one of Teh Boyz. &lt;/strike&gt;(OH MY GOD)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;36. &lt;strike&gt;Complete my ICT Database before the deadline.&lt;/strike&gt; [OH YES. Handed in on 26/04/07]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;37. Do another Beanie Baby index.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;38. See a musical/play (NOT ANYTHING JAMES LIKES. Because they are lame, sorry baby).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;39. &lt;strike&gt;Have one last big party thing with my friends from A2.&lt;/strike&gt; [It sucked, but we did it! &lt;a href=&quot;http://mysticheaven.livejournal.com/448488.html&quot;&gt;Here&apos;s some pictures&lt;/a&gt;.]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;40. Finish my Richard Branson book.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;41. Build a house of cards.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;42. Take a photo of something pretty/funny/cool/random once a day, for at least a week.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;43. Finish all fics that have been started.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;44. &lt;em&gt;Somehow get Hamlet by Kenneth Branagh (The looooong version) and watch it again&lt;/em&gt;. [I&apos;ve got it!]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;45. Learn the rest of To be, or not to be. I know the first 5 lines and you can test me on it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;46. Have ElliePop to stay with us in Brighton (I promised).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;47. Go to another concert with Teh ElliePop.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;48.&lt;strike&gt; Buy James what he really, really, really wants for birthday/Christmas, no matter how much I may not want to.&lt;/strike&gt; [His schmexeh watch, he wanted it.]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;49. Meet my WIFE again, in Swindon this time.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;50. &lt;strike&gt;Kiss Sarah for James/Ben’s amusement.&lt;/strike&gt; [Oh, very much done. We grab each other&apos;s breasts now!]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;51. &lt;em&gt;Read Enduring Love, even though it looks rubbish, I still want to. &lt;/em&gt;[Started it]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;52. Take Mum to London Aquarium.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;53. Get contact lenses.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;54. &lt;strike&gt;Say no to Sally, just once. (This one just won’t happen)&lt;/strike&gt; [It did! 18/04/07. She asked me to help and I said that I couldn&apos;t. Broke mah heart.]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;55. Go out in all rainbow (e.g. red socks, orange t-shirt, yellow jacket… etc).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;56. &lt;em&gt;Send myself a FutureMe e-mail every year on January 14th.&lt;/em&gt; [One more to go, I believe.]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;57. &lt;em&gt;Keep up with every expansion/stuff pack from The Sims 2.&lt;/em&gt; [Still on-going, but so far so good!]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;58. Use my DS at least once a day for a month.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;59. Watch Brokeback Mountain… alone.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;60. Play Cupid for someone.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;61. &lt;strike&gt;Go to a fancy dress party.&lt;/strike&gt; [Does it count if it was my own? Well, if not, let me know. See #39 for some proofs.]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;62. Learn at least basic Esperanto again.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;63. Stroke a penguin. Is this legal/safe? Well, I still want to do it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;64. Find an artist/poet to love.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;65. &lt;strike&gt;Find a new webcomic.&lt;/strike&gt; [&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.punchanpie.net/&quot;&gt;Punch an&apos; Pie!&lt;/a&gt; The sequel to &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.queenofwands.net/&quot;&gt;Queen of Wands!&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;66. Read at least one book from the shelves in the computer room (NOT including The Sims 1 Guides!).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;67. See Paul McKenna again.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;68. Watch one new film a month and report it to LJ.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;69. Stop giggling at this number.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;70. Get a tan.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;71. &lt;strike&gt;Throw away/give away at least three pairs of shoes… to make room for three NEW pairs of shoes!&lt;/strike&gt; [Threw away LOOOOADS more than 3. And have purchased 7 new pairs XD]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;72. &lt;strike&gt;Save £1000 in bank account.&lt;/strike&gt; [Done. I&apos;ll post my bank statement if you want XD]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;73. &lt;strike&gt;Do a Sudoku that is three stars or more, without cheating.&lt;/strike&gt; [STFU, fact that it took me two days! I did a FIVE STAR!]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;74. Watch MTV Base for 30 minutes without screaming.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;75. Have a new website.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;76. Decide on a sexual orientation and stay with it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;77. Write at least 3 letters to my Wife.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;78. Don’t touch money in my Halifax account unless life-threateningly necessary.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;79. &lt;strike&gt;Find a new comedian to join the ranks of my favourites.&lt;/strike&gt; [Mitchell and Webb count, I think. Failing that, Greg Proops.]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;80. &lt;strike&gt;Watch every episode of Top Gear (at least with Teh Boyz) again. The whole thing, not just the fun bits.&lt;/strike&gt; [DONES. *Sadface* BUT I&apos;VE STARTED AGAIN.]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;81. Write a fic for three ‘new’ fandoms (e.g. ones I’ve never written for before).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;82. Take at least a feigned interest in politics (e.g. learn which party is which and who is in charge).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;83. Tidy up the computer cables and keep them tidy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;84. Find a shampoo that actually stops the fluffiness/fuzziness, rather than encouraging it.&lt;/em&gt; [I&apos;m still deciding.]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;85. &lt;strike&gt;Clear up my bookmarks on the PCs and laptop (OMG, so many websites that don’t exist anymore!).&lt;/strike&gt; [Done. &lt;a href=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v310/Totoffle/PCFavesProof.jpg&quot;&gt;PC proof here&lt;/a&gt;. Well, sort of.]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;86. Fix the internet on the PC upstairs.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;87. Find and watch my video of Petrolheads so that I can have the dreaded task of choosing between Chris and Richard.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;88. Go abroad, and not to France or Germany, they don’t count.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;89. Win something on the lottery.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;90. &lt;em&gt;Learn how to play a new card game (but not poker). &lt;/em&gt;[James is teaching me &apos;Blackjack&apos; that isn&apos;t actually called Blackjack, and he attempted Poker too!]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;91. Clean out the box at the bottom of my bed. So that I can put sheets and pillow cases etc in it, rather than having them under my bed.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;92. &lt;strike&gt;Sleep in the same bed as James (properly).&lt;/strike&gt; [27/04/07-29/04/04, best weekend ever. And many times since.]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;93. Have one last girly sleepover before University.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;94. Convince someone else to read John Dies at the End, the full way through, including the sequel.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;95. Pay off my debts in Animal Crossing: Wild World, adopt a friend for Poppy in Nintendogs, finish the missions in Mario Kart and ‘complete’ The Sims 2 DS.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;96. &lt;strike&gt;Finish Spyro 3, with or without James’ help.&lt;/strike&gt; [YAY, finished on 25/04/07!]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;97. &lt;strike&gt;Play The Dare Game again, as it is most fun.&lt;/strike&gt; [I wish we&apos;d taken pictures! But I did, twice. Once with Sarah and once with her, James and Tom.]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;98. Actually try to complete NaNoWriMo once.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;99. Find a sport that I am actually … good is too strong a word… average at. Rather than hopeless. [I&apos;m guessing EyeToy Play doesn&apos;t count? Because I am REALLY GOOD at that. WHO DOES KITTY LOVE, EMMY-LIZ?! NOT YOU! &amp;lt;/mean&amp;gt;]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;100. &lt;em&gt;Learn how to play chess. &lt;/em&gt;[With the help of Windows Vista, I&apos;m getting there!]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;101. Complete at least 50 things on this list! If I can manage that, I will be &lt;em&gt;SO&lt;/em&gt; pleased.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 09 Jun 2006 01:46:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>*Shrug* Whatever, but I&apos;ve always thought it was such a cool meme.</title>
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  <description>&lt;em&gt;Post anything that you want, and post it anonymously&lt;br /&gt;Anything.&lt;br /&gt;A story, a secret, a confession, a fear, a love - anything. Be sure to post anonymously and honestly. Post twice if you&apos;d like.&lt;br /&gt;Then, put this in your LJ to see what your friends (and perhaps others who you don&apos;t even realize read your LJ) have to say.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Public, natch, and... whatever.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 13 Jan 2006 23:43:28 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/memojuez/75139.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Best blonde joke ever.&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 24 Nov 2005 19:24:12 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Who remembers this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/mysticheaven/98815.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Uz is Arrested!&lt;/a&gt; ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, from the talented brain of &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;mysticheaven&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://mysticheaven.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://mysticheaven.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;mysticheaven&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (IE: Me), and with a little help from her favourite wife, &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;x_forever_me_x&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://x-forever-me-x.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://x-forever-me-x.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;x_forever_me_x&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, we bring you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Uz Gets Married! And Divorced! And Married Again!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Characters:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Uz - &lt;/b&gt;Sorry dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby - &lt;/b&gt;Uz&apos;s unflappable lawyer [Sort of by choice]. Yeah, right, she&apos;s mad. Useless, bless ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emma - &lt;/b&gt;Can play any character, and does. In this case, Vicar, Judge, every other miscellaneous character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scared Lady - &lt;/b&gt;Turns out to be Uz&apos;s Mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Someone Else &lt;/b&gt;- A random person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Courtney Love - &lt;/b&gt;Teh Evil Courtney Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Man -&lt;/b&gt; Courtney&apos;s hit-man. Man has no real personality. Or name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smiffy - &lt;/b&gt;Sergeant Dale Smith. Only the best sergeant in the history of the World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Court Clerk - &lt;/b&gt;Does lots of whispering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nate Mendel - &lt;/b&gt;Bassist in &lt;i&gt;Teh Foo.&lt;/i&gt; Huge cock.&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;So, enough of this FOOlery, &lt;b&gt;ON WITH THE UZ-NESS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz - &lt;/b&gt;But I don&apos;t want to marry Courtney Love! She&apos;s weird, strange, has a unusual fashion sense, and has a worrying rash that I think you should know abo... &lt;i&gt;[Falls to floor]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Man - &lt;/b&gt;Bwahahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Courtney Love - &lt;/b&gt;Well done, Man. You have knocked him out well. I shall reward you. &lt;i&gt;[Gives him a steak]&lt;/i&gt; Now I shall marry this poor, unsuspecting youth! Then my plan shall be complete!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;[At the Church...]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emma-Vicar - &lt;/b&gt;...and Uz, you &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; take this... uh... Courtney Love, to be your lawful Wedded wife. Right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Shouts] &lt;/i&gt;No!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emma-Vicar - &lt;/b&gt;Sorry, didn&apos;t quite catch that... Say again?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Screams desperately]&lt;/i&gt; NO!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emma-Vicar&lt;/b&gt; - &lt;i&gt;[Looks at Sibby] &lt;/i&gt;Was that a yes?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby - &lt;/b&gt;I think it was, yes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emma-Vicar - &lt;/b&gt;It was wasn&apos;t it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby - &lt;/b&gt;It was.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz - &lt;/b&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! &lt;i&gt;[Sobs hysterically]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emma-Vicar - &lt;/b&gt;You may kiss the Groom, Bride.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Courtney Love - &lt;/b&gt;Bwahahaha... &lt;i&gt;[Grabs Uz and kisses him]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[To a lady she&apos;s sitting next to] &lt;/i&gt;I got him off last time you know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scared Lady - &lt;/b&gt;...WHAT?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby - &lt;/b&gt;Uz. I got him off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scared Lady - &lt;/b&gt;I&apos;m his MOTHER! Do you really want &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt; to know that!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby - &lt;/b&gt;Well... I assumed you knew! It was quite a big thing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scared Lady - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Faints]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[To someone else] &lt;/i&gt;Well... That was unnecessary, I can&apos;t help being a lawyer!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Someone Else - &lt;/b&gt;I don&apos;t think she knew that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby - &lt;/b&gt;Well I don&apos;t know what on &lt;i&gt;earth&lt;/i&gt; she thought I meant.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;[At the Police Station]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiffy - &lt;/b&gt;H&apos;okay, so, what do we have here? ... Ah, Mr. Uz. Back again are we? What&apos;ve we done now? I seem to remember it was only a few months ago you were charged with stealing hair.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz - &lt;/b&gt;I &lt;i&gt;didn&apos;t&lt;/i&gt; do anything...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smiffy - &lt;/b&gt;... A likely story. What&apos;ve you done?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; haven&apos;t done &lt;i&gt;anything&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smiffy - &lt;/b&gt;A likely story.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz - &lt;/b&gt;...&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;[&lt;i&gt;Sensing he&apos;s getting nowhere] I&apos;ve&lt;/i&gt; come to report marriage against my will, and being knocked on the head with a breakfast tray.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smiffy - &lt;/b&gt;A breakfast tray?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz - &lt;/b&gt;A breakfast tray.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smiffy - &lt;/b&gt;Well what were you doing playing with a breakfast tray at six o&apos;clock in the evening? That&apos;s just asking for trouble.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz - &lt;/b&gt;I wasn&apos;t! I was brutally attacked and then suddenly I was in a suit!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smiffy - &lt;/b&gt;A suit, sir?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz - &lt;/b&gt;... Yes, a suit!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smiffy - &lt;/b&gt;Well what were you doing...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz - &lt;/b&gt;LOOK! I DID NOT CHOOSE TO BE IN THE SUIT! I DID NOT CHOOSE TO BE BASHED OVER THE HEAD! I DID NOT CHOOSE TO MARRY COURTNEY LOVE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smiffy - &lt;/b&gt;You married Courtney Love?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz - &lt;/b&gt;Apparently.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smiffy - &lt;/b&gt;The same Courtney Love who was married to Kurt Cobain?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz - &lt;/b&gt;Yes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smiffy - &lt;/b&gt;Who was in Nirvana?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz - &lt;/b&gt;Yes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smiffy - &lt;/b&gt;With Dave Grohl?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz - &lt;/b&gt;Yes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smiffy - &lt;/b&gt;Who didn&apos;t like Courtney Love?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz -&lt;/b&gt; Yes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smiffy - &lt;/b&gt;The same Courtney Love that you married?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz - &lt;/b&gt;YES!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smiffy - &lt;/b&gt;OH MY GOD! Can you get her autograph?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz - &lt;/b&gt;... I think I&apos;m going to have to sit down.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;[In The Court Room]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma-Judge - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Enters the room with a mop on her head]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;People in Court - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Laugh madly]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emma-Judge - &lt;/b&gt;SILENCE! What is so funny!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Court Clerk - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Whispers to her]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emma - &lt;/b&gt;Oh. &lt;i&gt;[Goes away and comes back with proper wig.]&lt;/i&gt; The court is in session now I suppose. This had better be quick, I&apos;m missing The Bill for this. I can&apos;t be bothered with all that formal nonsense. &lt;i&gt;[Nods to Sibby] &lt;/i&gt;Just start. &lt;i&gt;[Lays back in chair and puts feet up on desk]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby - &lt;/b&gt;Your Honour, my Wife, the mother of my child... I would like to start, if I may, by pointing out my client.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emma-Judge &lt;/b&gt;- Go ahead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Points to Uz, who has buried his face in his hands]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emma-Judge - &lt;/b&gt;Very good, very good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby - &lt;/b&gt;Now. I would like to point to the wife of my client, and then proceed to ask her some questions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emma-Judge - &lt;/b&gt;Very good, very good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz - &lt;/b&gt;Is that all you can say?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emma-Judge - &lt;/b&gt;No, I can also say &lt;i&gt;silence&lt;/i&gt;, in a loud, menacing voice... Oh. SILENCE! Carry on, Wife.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby &lt;/b&gt;- Thank you. &lt;i&gt;[Points to Courtney Love]&lt;/i&gt; Okay. So, Ms. Courtney Love. Come here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Courtney Love - &lt;/b&gt;What? Oh. &lt;i&gt;[Gets up and enters the dock]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby - &lt;/b&gt;So. Your name is Courtney Love?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Courtney Love - &lt;/b&gt;Yes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby -&lt;/b&gt; ... No further questions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz - &lt;/b&gt;Uh... Sibby? &lt;i&gt;[Beckons to her. She walks over and he whispers in her ear.]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby - &lt;/b&gt;Oh. Right, yeah, okay. Uh... So, you&apos;re &lt;i&gt;the&lt;/i&gt; Courtney Love?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Courtney Love - &lt;/b&gt;Yes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby - &lt;/b&gt;Who was married to Kurt Cobain?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Courtney Love - &lt;/b&gt;Yes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby - &lt;/b&gt;Who was in Nirvana?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Courtney Love - &lt;/b&gt;Yes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby - &lt;/b&gt;With Dave Grohl? &lt;i&gt;[Allows a few minutes for Emma-Judge to ramble about Teh Grohl]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Courtney Love - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Spits]&lt;/i&gt; Yes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emma-Judge- &lt;/b&gt;DO NOT BE ANGRY WITH DAVID ERIC GROHL, BORN 14TH OF JANUARY 1969, MEMBER OF NIRVANA, SCREAM, QUEENS OF THE STONEAGE, TENACIOUS D AND OF COURSE THE FOO FIGHTERS, DRUMMED FOR THE BANGLES, P DIDDY, DAVID BOWIE... &lt;i&gt;[Has to be sedated] &lt;/i&gt;Ah. That&apos;s better. Carry on, Siobhan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Is used to this, doesn&apos;t faze her]&lt;/i&gt; Thank you, your Honour. So, Courtney Love. You didn&apos;t get on with Dave Grohl, did you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Courtney Love - &lt;/b&gt;No.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz - &lt;/b&gt;...WHAT HAS THIS GOT TO DO WITH ME!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Courtney Love - &lt;/b&gt;Self, self, self, you&apos;ll never change!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emma-Judge - &lt;/b&gt;SILENCE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby - &lt;/b&gt;I quite agree. Now. Courtney Love. Is it true that you employed this... man, Man, to knock my client... that&apos;s him there &lt;i&gt;[Points to Uz]&lt;/i&gt;... unconscious, so that you could marry him in an attempt to take over the World?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Courtney Love - &lt;/b&gt;Yes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby - &lt;/b&gt;So you admit it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Courtney Love - &lt;/b&gt;Yes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby - &lt;/b&gt;Well, I&apos;m still not convinced. Are you, Uz?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Bashes head against the table]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Later]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emma-Judge - &lt;/b&gt;I have made my decision. Uz, you are guilty of stealing hair.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Court Clerk - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Whispers to her]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emma Judge - &lt;/b&gt;Oh do be quiet. &lt;i&gt;[Sigh]&lt;/i&gt; Fine, fine, Uz, you haven&apos;t done anything. Courtney Love, you have been found guilty of marrying, in your own words, this &lt;i&gt;poor, unsuspecting youth &lt;/i&gt;so that you could take over the World.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Courtney Love - &lt;/b&gt;I just want to say, that it was Nate. Nate made me do it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Court Clerk- &lt;/b&gt;Nate? Who is Nate?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nate Mendel - &lt;/b&gt;I am he! I am Nate Mendel, bassist of the Foo Fighters. Huge cock. And I am planning to take over the WOOOORLD. With Courtney Love as my Deputy. &lt;i&gt;[Laughs manically]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Court Clerk - &lt;/b&gt;Well, your Honour, I think we&apos;ll have to start this case all over again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emma-Judge - &lt;/b&gt;No &apos;effing way! I&apos;m off. Case closed and all that. &lt;i&gt;[Leaves]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nate Mendel - &lt;/b&gt;Bugger. I fancied prison.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz - &lt;/b&gt;What about &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt;?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby - &lt;/b&gt;Courtney Love is right you know. So selfish all the time...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;... [Puts head down on table. Cries with despair.]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Even later... at a &apos;special hospital&apos;]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Rocking back and forward in a corner, muttering&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emma-Nurse - &lt;/b&gt;Okay, it&apos;s time for your medication now Mr. Uz. And we have a visitor for you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Is pushed into the room. Shouts at person.]&lt;/i&gt; WELL THERE&apos;S NO NEED TO BE RUDE! Ah, hello Uz. I have some good news for you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Hides behind his hands] &lt;/i&gt;No.. Take her away... Please...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emma-Nurse - &lt;/b&gt;She wasn&apos;t actually the visitor we had in mind, but I guess she&apos;s a visitor too. What do you want to tell him? The patient is nearly ready for his sponge-bath. Big Jim is preparing the tub.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;... [Shakes]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby - &lt;/b&gt;Well, it&apos;s just that we have arranged some compensation... of sorts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Snaps out of it, and scrambles to his feet.] &lt;/i&gt;What?! WHAT!? &lt;i&gt;[Pushes Sibby against the wall and shakes her] &lt;/i&gt;TELL ME! NOW! &lt;i&gt;[Shakes her again]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emma-Nurse - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Pushes a needle into Uz... Or not.]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Falls to floor. Snores.]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz - &lt;/b&gt;... NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Gets up slowly and shakes her head] &lt;/i&gt;What... Where... Who...?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz - &lt;/b&gt;SIBBY! COMPENSATION! ME! WHAT IS IT?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby - &lt;/b&gt;You? Who&apos;re y... Ohhhh, I remember now, you&apos;re the one I got off!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emma-Nurse - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Faints]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby - &lt;/b&gt;That&apos;s the second person to faint because of me this week. Anyway, yes, compensation. You know Kate Bush?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz - &lt;/b&gt;Yes! YES! I don&apos;t like her. But I love her. But I don&apos;t like her. So... what&apos;s she got to go with all of this? OH MY GOD! Is she going to send me her autograph in compensation!? Or am I going to get a limited edition of all of her albums?! That she&apos;s signed!? Or, or, or, am I going to get to meet her!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby - &lt;/b&gt;No, no, nothing like that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz -&lt;/b&gt; Well &lt;i&gt;what&lt;/i&gt; then?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby - &lt;/b&gt;She&apos;s given us permission for you to marry her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Faints on top of Nurse-Emma]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby - &lt;/b&gt;I really wish people would stop doing that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[THE END. For now.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, thank you. I am not aware of whether Uz likes Kate Bush. But I was told he liked her. And thus the story was born. Please excuse any scariness or things of non-understanding. And yes, there had to be a &lt;em&gt;Grohl-Reference&lt;/em&gt; in there. I&apos;ve been writing this for about 800 years (Since... August.) so there we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Public, because everyone will want to read it, I&apos;m sure ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mystic/Emma-Vicar/Emma-Judge/Emma-Nurse&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <description>*Coughs* Ahem, ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the star-studded premiere of &apos;Uz is Arrested!&apos;, written by &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;mysticheaven&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://mysticheaven.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://mysticheaven.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;mysticheaven&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, with help from &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;x_forever_me_x&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://x-forever-me-x.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://x-forever-me-x.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;x_forever_me_x&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &amp;lt;333 Changed slightly&amp;nbsp;for reasons that are not to be announced, otherwise I wouldn&apos;t have changed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smiffy: &lt;/strong&gt;Alright mate, I&apos;m arresting you for stealing hair, including that of my senior officer, DCI Jack Meadows. You do not have to say anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uz: &lt;/strong&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smiffy: &lt;/strong&gt;Sh. As I was saying, you do not have to say anything, but anything you do say... &lt;em&gt;[Repeats caution]. &lt;/em&gt;Got that? Good, right, in the car. *Bundles Uz into car*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~MEANWHILE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Gina: &lt;/strong&gt;Noooo, what are you doi... &lt;em&gt;[Collapses]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emma: &lt;/strong&gt;Good. &lt;em&gt;[Puts on inspectors&amp;nbsp;uniform] &lt;/em&gt;Now Smiffy will think I&apos;m Inspector Gold! Bwahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~At the desk~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Smiffy: &lt;/strong&gt;I&apos;ve brought in another one caught stealing hair, Sarge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June: &lt;/strong&gt;... You don&apos;t have to call me Sarge, Smiffy, we&apos;re the same rank, you&apos;re a ... Oh, never mind. What did you say? Another one caught stealing HAIR!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smiffy: &lt;/strong&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June: &lt;/strong&gt;Smiffy, nobody has ever been caught stealing hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smiffy: &lt;/strong&gt;Yes, last week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June: &lt;/strong&gt;... No, that was a laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smiffy: &lt;/strong&gt;Oh. They sound kind of the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June: &lt;/strong&gt;... Okay son, what&apos;s your name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uz: &lt;/strong&gt;I WANT A LAWYER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June: &lt;/strong&gt;Okay. Do you have a lawyer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uz: &lt;/strong&gt;Not exactly, no. I&apos;ll have... &lt;i&gt;[Looks around]&lt;/i&gt; HER! &lt;i&gt;[Points to Sibby]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby: &lt;/b&gt;Wha...? Oh, lawyer? Yes, I&apos;m a lawyer. Yes. Yes. Coffee, yes. &lt;i&gt;[Laughs madly]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;June: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[To Uz]&lt;/i&gt; Are you sure?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz: &lt;/b&gt;I haven&apos;t really got much choice, have I!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~At the Interview~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Smiffy: &lt;/strong&gt;Right, lad, you&apos;ve been accused of stealing hair. Why did you do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz: &lt;/b&gt;I &lt;i&gt;DIDN&apos;T&lt;/i&gt; do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smiffy: &lt;/b&gt;That&apos;s what they all say. &lt;i&gt;[Turns to Sibby]&lt;/i&gt; Do you have anything to say on behalf of your cli...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Emma enters the room, dressed as Gina, complete with fag and whisky]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emma: &lt;/b&gt;Sorry I&apos;m late... Sibby! Wife!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby: &lt;/b&gt;Em... &lt;i&gt;[Notices Emma violently shaking her head and mouthing something]&lt;/i&gt; Uh, I mean, Inspector Gold! Nice to see you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smiffy: &lt;/b&gt;You know each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby: &lt;/b&gt;Oh yeah, we&apos;re mar... Um...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emma: &lt;/b&gt;Married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz: &lt;/b&gt;Surely that&apos;s illegal!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby: &lt;/b&gt;Shhh, you&apos;re not doing yourself any favours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz: &lt;/b&gt;BUT I DIDN&apos;T DO ANYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emma: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Sits down]&lt;/i&gt; What&apos;s going on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smiffy: &lt;/b&gt;He&apos;s been arrested for stealing hair, ma&apos;am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emma: &lt;/b&gt;Wait... You&apos;re... SMIFFY! OH MY GOD! SMIFFY ARSE! SQUEEEEEEEEEEE! &lt;i&gt;[Faints dead on floor]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smiffy: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Raises eyebrow]&lt;/i&gt; Ohhhkaaaay... &lt;i&gt;[Turns to Sibby]&lt;/i&gt; Uh... Siobhan? What are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby: &lt;/b&gt;... Nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smiffy: &lt;/b&gt;Yes you are, I saw you! What are you doing!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby: &lt;/b&gt;... Looking at the tape to see how it works... And I though that the best way to open it would be with this crowbar... and I kind of broke it, but it wasn&apos;t my fault, you see, because Emm... Gina made me jump when she screamed about your arse, and my hand slipped and it... cracked in half and I&apos;m really sorry but you can&apos;t blame me because it wasn&apos;t my fault and you can&apos;t prove it because your tape... machine is broken! &lt;i&gt;[Faints from exaustion]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smiffy: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Looks confused]&lt;/i&gt; Um...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Smiffy gets up and leaves the room]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz: &lt;/b&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Three minutes later, Smiffy returns]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smiffy: &lt;/b&gt;I&apos;ve just been for a pee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Nods, because he understands, because men like to announce that kind of thing.]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smiffy: &lt;/b&gt;Right where were we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz: &lt;/b&gt;We were disussing how I apparently stole some hair. Except that I didn&apos;t, and when you arrested me, I was just innocently walking down the road, eating this sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smiffy: &lt;/b&gt;We will need to keep the bread-based product for evidence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz: &lt;/b&gt;... You scare me, can I go now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smiffy: &lt;/b&gt;No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emma: &lt;/b&gt;YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smiffy: &lt;/b&gt;I thought you were dead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emma: &lt;/b&gt;I am your Inspector, and if I want to come back from the dead, I will, and if you have a problem with that, sunshine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smiffy: &lt;/b&gt;No Ma&apos;am, no problem. I love you Gina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emma: &lt;/b&gt;Yes, well, I love Sibby. So hush yo mouth, muthafucka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz: &lt;/b&gt;Can I go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby: &lt;/b&gt;Yes. I&apos;m not fainted-ed-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uz: &lt;/strong&gt;&apos;I &lt;i&gt;didn&apos;t&lt;/i&gt; faint&apos;, you mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibby: &lt;/b&gt;No, I mean &apos;I&apos;m not fainted-ed-ed.&apos;. I&apos;m Sibby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uz: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Rolls his eyes at poor joke]&lt;/i&gt; Come on, let&apos;s go and buy a spatula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[They leave Smiffy and Gina/Emma together and walk off to the spatula shop, which exists because the writer says so..]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Real Gina: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Comes in]&lt;/i&gt; WHAT IN BLAZES IS GOING ON HERE!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smiffy: &lt;/b&gt;Ma&apos;am! But... Ma&apos;am! I love you! But I love her! But I love you! But...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gina: &lt;/b&gt;Oh stop your blathering, I love Jonathan anyway. Now, where is that little cow that stole my unif.. my whisky?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emma: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Attempts to hide behind plant]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;~The End~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Shrug* Sorry to Uz, Smiffy/Alex Walkinshaw and Gina/Roberta Taylor. Not sorry to Sibby, because no :-P&lt;br /&gt;I made Smiffy out to be exceptionally stupid here, I&apos;m sorry Smiffy, you are very clever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: I said &apos;tape machine&apos; and meant tape recorder. Simon has just informed me, albeit accidently, that this is what I meant. Can&apos;t change it, don&apos;t have the heart to. I am sorry that I am a retard :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mystic/Gina&lt;br /&gt;xx</description>
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