Dumb and Meaningless Questions

Hi, Syrika here. I’ve got a list of stupid questions. Here we go:

Which part is the wink: when the eyelid closes or opens?

Did Mac invent ‘mac n’ cheese?’

Why are board games called ‘bored games’ when they’re entertaining?

Why are soup and stew two different things? Couldn’t someone just call stew ‘chunky soup?’

Why is swiss cheese holy?

Couldn’t iPads just be called miPads?

Can bananas get sunburned if they don’t have their peel on?

Does Zarion have something better to do than sit at his magical computer and yell at his comedy writers with a five o’clock shadow all day?

If deserts are bad, then why are they called desserts?

Shouldn’t warthogs be called something that hurts their feeling less?

When people are five, why are they ‘kids in your garden?’

Who named zucchini? I mean, SERIOUSLY!!!!!

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Random Fact: There is no technical name for @. Most people pronounce it as ‘at,’ but it’s not approved or something.

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"I am Dr. Van Rooster. We couldn't afford Dr. Van Ponypants for this advertisement, and Zarion was too lazy to change what he had written."

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"I'm Marvin, and I feel happy now, knowing that I have a safe way of getting my eggs out."

And, as a bonus, you get two GIANT FEET!!

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Zarion out.

Braces, A Surprise Big Enough to Vaporize Your Sock Drawer, Green Thumb’s Column, and the Wild, Wild, West(Goodbye forever, chances of this blog having sophisticated humor!)Part 1

I am getting my braces. D-Day. Doomsday. Camp Ramah all over again. To prove it to you, here’s a list of the top ten bad things that have happened to me.

The Top Ten/10 Worst Things That Have Ever Happened To Me In My Entire Life :(

1. Camp Ramah A.K.A. The Dreaded Sleep-Away Camp of No Pretzels(TDS-ACNP) AND Getting my teeth yanked out at the dentist.

2. Nearly drowning when I was taking a shower on vacation. (See “We Interrupt This Spoof For A Special Announcement”)

3. Karion taking over this blog.

4. Estimating things in math.

5. The anticipation of having to wait to find out if I’m going to have a good report card.

6. The anticipation of having to wait to see if I’m going to get on the “Honor Roll”.

7. The anticipation of having to wait to see if I’m finally the “Student of the Month”. I’ve never been the “Student of the Month” in seventh grade, so far. :(

8. Coming home from Camp Ramah to find out that Momicon hasn’t gotten my books on hold at the library that she had time to get, but didn’t.

9. A new book was one of the previously mentioned books on hold.

10. Medicine for the dentist, which makes me “calm.”

Here’s a couplet about my dentist woes.

Do not make me go the orthodontist for braces

It’s worse than having your face freeze after you make funny faces.

I JUST REALIZED SOMETHING!! I’m trying to parody my earlier blog post by making a similar real-life thing about it. Is this making any sense? I just had my “loopy medicine.” Anyway, the operation where I had four teeth pulled was this month, last year. Wow.

SURPRISE!!!!! The parody of an earlier blog post was a parody of Phineas and Ferb‘s “Rollercoaster: The Musical” retelling “Rollercoaster.”

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The Prologue to my Murder Mystery

Orangey Rickshaw’s Horrifying Tale

Prologue: Death?

It was a terrifying night to be outside, in the gloom. The air was filled with a musky scent, and the comic shop had an aura of despair coming from it. Yet, there was someone coming anyway. He was a small, rather-twitchy boy wearing a small, lime-green jacket, sweatpants,  and a sweat shirt with the brand name tackily stitched on the front.

“Hello?” he said, trying the door. “Is anyone there? The door’s locked. Hello? My name is Peter Smith, and I came to pick up the book I requested. The new Mega-Person comic?”

Mumbling to himself, he tried the door again, and it swung open as if it had been greased.

“That’s odd.” Peter whispered, even though he was seemingly the only one there. “It was locked before.”

As he slowly shuffled into the dank shop and turned on the light, a pair of eyes watched him, and closed the door, ever so quietly, so he wouldn’t hear it.

“Oh, here it is. Right on the counter.” Peter picked up the package.

Suddenly, the lights turned off!

“Hey, who’s there? I thought this place was empty! M-maybe the owner’s in the back room, p-playing a j-joke on me.” Peter stuttered.

“Oh, you’re not alone, Smith. Not anymore!” A raspy voice shrieked right next to his ear.

A long, drawn-out scream drowned out the rain splashing against the comic shop.

A minute later, the screaming abruptly stopped, light briefly flickered back on, and the “Closed” sign was put up.

 

Game Show Bloopers From Miscellaneous Soup’s Own Game Shows

Hi. I’m so happy that you could make it to this special event. I first posted a game show last Chanukah, in December. Now it’s 2011, January, and Chanukah is over.WHO CARES??!!! In my mind, it’s still the one year anniversary of Miscellaneous Soup’s game shows. There’s been many, many, many, MANY bloopers in our fairly wacky game shows, and now is the time to show them. Starting with, me re-posting the first game shows.

It’s Finally Here!!

Remember the BIG thing that I was hinting at? Well, here it is!! A game!!! I’m going to do many, many more game shows, so keep your eyes peeled and read my blog!! Now, it’s time for The Dynamite is Right!! I’m your host, Zarion Kreena, and get ready for this EXPLOSIVE new game show!! Here’s our first contestant, Joe Cool! Hello, Joe, and how are you today? I’m fine,Zarion, and I can’t wait to play! Um, what do I have to do?You simply have to spin the wheel made out of lit dynamite, pull one out, and pray that it won’t explode!! Then, if it doesn’t explode, then you have to jump into the ravenous piranha tank. Now, let’s play!! Okay, I’m picking out the TNT 2000, I hope it doesn’t-BOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMM!!!!!! Oh, that’s too bad! Hey, take Joe Cool to the nearest hospital. Also, it should preferably be one that specializes in the extraction of dynamite from the nose! Here’s our next contestant! He’s from another dimension, he’s a (fairly)competent superhero, and he also loves pretzels!! Meet Tigerboy! So, Tigerboy, I understand that you belong to the superhero organization known as the Superclub?Yes, I do. Is it also true that you believe that you have a definite chance of winning? Yes. Why? You see, I have a resistance to dynamite, lasers, and basically anything like that. You could say that it’s like the equivalent of Superman’s bullet-proofness. It is one of the advantages of being so tiny. Why are you so small? I’m so small, because-DING-A-LING!!! Oh, that’s all the time we have to chat, time for you to-BOOOOOOMMMMMMM!!!! Ooh, you didn’t even take the stick of TNT out yet- Holy cow!! You’re not hurt! You just look a little dizzy!!! You do have invulnerability to things like that! Now, let’s see, we only have enough time left  in the show to do our Bonus Round!!!  For the Bonus Round, you just have to eat this eatable dynamite and survive. Munch!! Munch! MMM! Tastes like pretzels!! Yummy!Wow, the show is over, and we have extra time! So, why are you tiny?  You used to be a giant tiger. It’s because that was a different form. “Miniature Tiger” is my main form. Oh. Here’s my secret recipe for “Tigerboy’s Tasty Tacos”, if it makes you feel better. The secret ingredient is-

THE END

Now, the next post might scare you, because it’s a TEXTING DICTIONARY!!!! Those things are evil. Now, shoo, shoo. Read the next re-blogged post.

Zarion Kreena’s Way Cool Texting(And Other Things That I Through In Just For Fun) Dictionary

LOL: Laugh out Loud

ROTFL: Rolling on the floor laughing

OMG: Oh, my gosh.

Critical Mass Weight of Underwear in a Space Suit: You don’t need underwear in a space suit(I think. Man, where was my BIE? That stands for Blog Idea Engineer.)

FYI: For Your Information

Dude: A name that means a friend, or a greeting.

Murgleschmurgleburgle: I made this one up, just because I wanted to. Hey, it’s not as if people can change my posts. I’m the only person who-

Hello. I am Mr.Fancypants VanMurkenmickle, and I would like to introduce you to a new entry that I like to call Masterpiece Theater- The Bloggy Version as only I can do it. Poor Zarion is now running a hot-dog and hamburger stand in Miami. HEY, how did you get back here???!!! No, no! What are you doing with that piece of dynamite from that obnoxious game show entitled

The Dynamite is Right!!

Hello, folks. Zarion is back, and ready to host another game show!!! Our first contestant is our (only) champion dynamite-surviver, Tigerboy!!! Hey, I just realized something. (Sorry for this, creators of Garfield and Friends.) This is one of

Zarion’s Tales of Scary Stuff!!

Someone is watching me. Okay, I’m going to look behind me, and-OHHHH, YEAH!!!!! It’s the new game show!!!

To be continued………

I loved that post. Mr. Fancypants Van Murkenmickle is now locked up in the ‘Special Operations’ booth, because he tried to sneak back in for this celebration. I’m calling the police on him for breaking, entering, not wiping his shoes on the mat, bad breath, and eating too many pieces of beef jerky. Meat is not allowed here, unless it’s for a game show. Now, onto the next game show.

It’s time for another….

Game Show!!!

I’m your host, Zarion Kreena, and it’s time to play Question Commotion!!!! Our first contestant has miraculously survived “The Dynamite is Right”, and will be the Ultimate Zarion Kreena Gaming Champion, until he finally loses a game. And now… LET’S BEGIN!!!!!!! Okay, Tigerboy, your first question is: How do you say “My pants are on fire” in French. Uh, the answer is “Mispantalones estan el fuego.” Correct! Now, what color am I thinking of? Burnt sienna? That’s my final answer. by the way.Right again! Now, here’s your final question. If you get this wrong, you will be attacked by a pack of ravenous Chihuahuas. What is the capital of HFTYT(YAuodghiet0ij-ania? I don’t know.You are correct! The answer is “I Don’t Know”! You win……—Wait, the answer is really “We Don’t Know”. Okay, Chihuahuas… ATTACK!!!! AHHHHHH…. GET THEM OFF!!! I’M TICKLISH!!!

That always cracks me up. The chihuahuas are here, too. Happy is teaching them how to juggle sticks of dynamite. Wait, did I just say what I think I said? Get away, Happy!!! Back, back!!! Tigerboy, where are you? Right here-Hey, why do I have to get the magenta coloring?  Cuddles wanted the maroon. Anyway, we have a 201-66-4-4242-Code 99999$$$$POnypanter-Code Puce Delta. Timmy fell into the well again? Not a Code 99999$$$$POnypanter-Code Blechhhh, a Code 99999$$$$POnypanter-Code Puce. Oh. By the way, what’s the code for “Alfred E. Nueman just robbed us?” ALFRED E. NUEMAN JUST ROBBED US?????!!!! Forget the endangered chihuahuas. Lucky(cute, baby bunny; likes gardening, carrots, and helping people) can help them. LET’S GO GET OUR STUFF BACK!!! And the code, for future reference, is “What, Me Worry?” What about the blog? I didn’t want to have to do this…..Cuddles, you’re(gulp; shudder)in charge. YAHHHHHHHHOOOOOOO!!!!! Okay, Zarion and Tigerboy, I’ll do my bestest. New re-blogging, away!!!

Syrika’s Angry Rant About Tinkerbell(Post #2 by Syrika)

Razzin frazzin dingdong!!!!!!!!!! Zarionikinz didn’t let me make my own title, grumble grumble. Anyway, this is an angry rant- made INTO A GAME SHOW!!!!!!!!! This is called Nicknames for Numbskulls, and on the first show ever, we’re starring Tinkerbell!!!!! Our first contestant is some hobo we found in a garbage truck. His name is Some Hobo. So, Some, what nickname do you have in mind for our awful enemy?Uhhhh……….Snorksnorksnork Stiggerbell? Okay, Stinkerbell. A very traditional name, I will rate it 5/10. NOW GET OUT OF HERE!!!!!!!  So,our next contestant hopefully will be better than Some Hobo. Introducing…Vidia! So, Vidia, I understand you are also a Never Fairy? Why, yes. And I absolutely loathe Tinkerbell, like I loathe every other fairy in Neverland. So that’s why my nickname for her is Tinklebell.(Note: This is Zarion speaking. That’s creative, but it’s already been in a spoof. Oh well. Sorry.) Well, that is a name, but it’s quite boring…SECURITY! GET HER OUT OF HERE! THREE OUT TEN! THREE OUT OF TEN! Hey, hey, you can’t do this to meee……ARK!!! So, this is our last contestant. I know, I know only three contestants, but we’re tight on money here. Give a warm welcome to….. Evil Flame of Death!! (Note: He speaks in baby-talk/Cuddles-ese. BWA-HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!)Hewwo, efwybody. My name for da conteest ees Teenkerbelch!Tinkerbelch, did you say Tinkerbelch? Yes, Teenkerbelch!Tinkerbelch?! YES, TEENKERBELCH!!!!!!!! Tinkerbelch?TEENKERBELCH! TEENKERBELCH! TEENKERBELCH! WOOOOOAAAAAAARRRRRRRR!!!!! It’s…it’s TEN OUT TEN! TEN OUT OF TEN! WE HAVE A WINNER!!!!!!! And, for the grand finale we have Tinkerbell trapped in a little glass jar! Ahem.. I mean Tinkerbelch! So, Evil Flame of Death, you have the honors of crushing this little fairy that everyone hates! Okay, my pweasureBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Da-da-dah. Da-da-dahhh..Ah, who cares! HOORAY!!! And now, this game show is over!!! Shoo, shoo! Go talk to Zarion! Hey, why do I always say something like that when I end something I am writing on this blog?

Hooray!!! Don’t worry, Tinkerbelch survived. She’s currently locked up in a padded cell, raving things about “getting us back” and “everlasting doom upon us.” Nothing to worry about. Speaking of Syrika, where is she? She’s supposed to help me introduce some new posts. HELP!!! I HAVE A CRISIS!!! I’ll stall for time. Hi, Cuddes. SYRIKA???? No. Lucky. Didn’t Zarion and Tigerboy need my help? You know, chainsaws, dynamite, Chihuahuas? The Chihuahuas are fine; They’re actually trained to do this. I’m worried about Happy destroying the non-stolen things we have in the studio. Find some meaningless task for him to do. OOH! Tell him to count all of the grains of salt in this giant salt shaker. Okay. Let’s re-blog some more posts.

Goodbye forever, (fragmented) baby tooth!

Well, this is it. D-Day. Doomsday. One of the worst things that has ever happened to me in my entire life. Here’s a list, to rove it to you. (Also, this my special 275 post O’ Happiness!!) Beprepared to have lots of fun reading this, while I get a tooth forcibly yanked out of my mouth at the dentist.

The Top Ten/10 Worst Things That Have Ever Happened To Me In My Entire Life :(

1. Camp Ramah A.K.A. The Dreaded Sleep-Away Camp of No Pretzels(TDS-ACNP) AND Getting my teeth yanked out at the dentist.

2. Nearly drowning when I was taking a shower on vacation. (See “We Interrupt This Spoof For A Special Announcement”)

3. Karion taking over this blog.

4. Estimating things in math.

5. The anticipation of having to wait to find out if I’m going to have a good report card.

6. The anticipation of having to wait to see if I’m going to get on the “Honor Roll”.

7. The anticipation of having to wait to see if I’m finally the “Student of the Month”. I’ve never been the “Student of the Month” in seventh grade, so far. :(

8. Coming home from Camp Ramah to find out that Momicon hasn’t gotten my books on hold at the library that she had time to get, but didn’t.

9. A new book was one of the previously mentioned books on hold.

10. Medicine for the dentist, which makes me “calm.”
A Haiku About My Dentist Woes

Oh, no! The dentist!

I don’t want to lose my teeth!

Maybe I should run!!

I’m back. I had to drink that disgusting medicine. Technically, it was the “pain” medicine AND the “calm” medicine. So, in about an hour, I should be calm. Or, as Momicon calls it, loopy. This will most be likely be my last blog post of the day. Speaking of which, I won’t be doing a post on Saturdays until Shabbat ends. Now, onto the topic of this portion of the 275th blog post. Our science teacher thought that it would be fun to have a board game called “Zig Zag.” I don’t know his version of it, but here’s my version.(Note: This could be a game show on my blog, as well as a board game.) There’ll be a huge board with zig-zags all around it. One player will be the hunter, and the rest of the players will be deer. You have to “hide” on the board, and then you have to pick a card. If it says that the hunter finds you, too bad. Your game piece will be disqualified. The game piece who can hide the longest wins. Needless to say, this is some sort of warped hide-and-seek/hunting/any board game where you have to move game pieces combination.

The Structure of…What Happens in My Imagination When You Get A Tooth Taken Out(If you are scared of getting a tooth taken out, like me, do not read this next blog post.)

1.  The dentist locks you in a dungeon, and forces you to lie down. Then, he glues you to the floor.

2. Then, he takes a jackhammer/ pneumatic drill, and drills through your tooth.

3. He takes the tooth out. (In case you’re wondering, YES, I DID HAVE TROUBLE SLEEPING LAST NIGHT. Thank you for listening. Sorry if you have a dentist thing coming up soon.

Hey, Toothy! Oh, great. Karion’s here. You can’t do any more posts on this blog. Why? I still have at least 2 left. I haven’t been keeping track. For one thing, I want you to leave. I own this blog now. Also, you’re going to the dentist. I’m predicting that you’ll be so loopy from the medicine that you’ll forget about this blog which is now MINE!!!!!!! Drat. (S.E. Time!!!! <Sound Effects!!>Boot! Crash!!) That’s all for this post!!! Here’s the final comment, EVER, from Zarion. Oh, come on! Even Rat, from Pearls Before Swine is having a better day then me! Look! (His poor aunt. :( )

Darn. The colors aren’t working. Oh well. YAY, Syrika! Let me get you up to date on what’s happening. Alfred E. Nueman just robbed us, Zarion and Tigerboy are getting our equipment back, and Lucky is stalling Happy from doing stupid things by making him count all of the grains of salt in this giant salt shaker. DONE! 9,000,000457,897,459,462,700. Hey, folks, it’s Syrika here, with another round of, “Nicknames for Numbskulls!” Actually, we’re still re-blogging old posts. You can wait for a minute or too.

“Pre-Made” Post: Illogical Math-CELEBRITY EDITION(as in, new people and old people being introduced, not celebrities.)Part 1

I have a special treat for you!!

ILLOGICAL MATH-CELEBRITY EDITION

Here’s our guests.

*Some Hobo (Gurgle. Hi. Burp. Snork.)

* Mrs. Valley Girl (I, like, love, this, like totally, cool, likelikelikelikelike, blog, like totally. Like.)

*Mr. Ponypants (I am a mad scientist! KABOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

*Mrs. Ponypants (Arnie, you take off that stupid suit and do the dishes!)

* Uncle Ponypants (I’m in this for the cash.)

*Cuddles (GIMME PEANUTS! Syrika knew that I was going to say that.)

* Mr. Ponypants Jr. (I wanna eat an ewephant.) (Cuddles says AAAAAAHHH in the third person!!!) That last statement was from Cuddles.

Anyway, here’s our show, well, Part 1 anyway. So, Mrs. Valley Girl. What’s pony-PONY!!!!!?? YYYYYAYYYYY!!!! Not now, Cuddles. As I was saying, what’s pony plus tomato minus frog?It’s. like, the, square, like, root, like, of, like, pi, like, also,-Times up! The answer was actually “lemon.” You’re out! Oh, by the way, if you get out, thwn you have to be teleported out by our technicians expert. Ready, Happy? Yup. (BBBBBZZZZZZTTTTTTTT!!!) Uh, Happy, that was the “Mars” button. You just sent Valley Girl to Mars. Who cares? Good point. Cuddles, your turn! Now, what’s pickle times eleventy-seven minus-SQUIRRELS!!!! You’re right, but I’m going to have to take off points for shouting out. Darn. Next!

To be continued……


Celebrity Game Show: Part 2

Hello, fans of the game show format! Here’s the next part of our wonderful game show! (In case you want to know why it’s a multi-parter, it’s because every time someone gets eliminated, I end it. I guess it’s sort of like SurvivorTotal Drama World Tour,Total Drama ActionTotal Drama Island, and commercials. (There. Are you happy, Syrika?)

Here’s the special challenge for this next section. We have to eat wacky foods. Wike an ewephant? No, Ponypants Jr. NOT like an elephant.  Anyway- -IF YOU TAKE ONE BITE OF ME, YOU DIE!!!Okay, that’s IT! Cuddles, put the flamethrower down. We can settle this peacefully. The first contestant is………………………………………….MMrs. Ponypants!!! Oh, why thank you. (Snort, snort. Boogers fall out, and slime oozes out.) Aw, shucks. What do I have to eat? Ground llama bits with essence of manure. WAHHAHAHAHAHA!!! YOU THINK THAT’S A CHALLENGE??!! I EAT THAT ALL THE TIME! She’s lying.Shut up, Junior. Gimme!! (Snorf, glarble, mobley rgrhglis g;ktwrgr, chomp.) Urp. Uh, I think that I-BBBBBLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

Well, that’s it for this section. Come back for more Miscellaneous-ness! Bye!

100th Post Anniversary

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Hey, peoples!!! (That’s a real word.) This is my hundredth blog post!!! Here’s some commentary from Syrika on this milestone. (Note: This isn’t the BIG thing. That’s coming later.:)) “YAHOOOOOOOO HUZZAHHHHHH!!! REJOICE!!!!!!!! I’M HUNGRY. No, really, I’m starving. GIMME FOOOOOOOOD!!!!! With love, from Syrika. Now go away. Talk to Zarion. FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!!!!!!!” Wow. That was….. interesting, to say the least.(No offense Syrika, go eat if you are hungry.) Now, here’s some commentary from Cuddles&Company.

Cuddles:Zary has a blog. Me wanna see it!! (Note: They are all babies, so you might hear some baby talk.) Oh, YOU MEAN I’M BEING QUOTED, AND EVERYONE CAN HEAR WHAT I’M SAYING RIGHT NOW? Oh, well in that case Zarion has his pajamas on inside out, and I LOVE peanuts.

Happy:EXTREME SPORTS WULE!!!!

Lucky: I’m on your bwog? WAHHH!!!!!!!! I’m scared!!! Also, I wike gah-dening. Googoo, go gaa. annana weewee.

Jeremy: ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ(Note from Zarion:Wake up, Jeremy!!)

Now, here’s a story, that is based on a comic I once drew.

Ponies

Cuddles was walking in the park, sadly. “Sigh,” he thought,”I wish I could find apony to hug, love, and name George Finkleberry the Eleventy-Seventh of The Month of Ponyianscuddlesrules-Bobbyjoe.” Nearby, Happy was spying on Cuddles, and a prank formed in his cute little mind. Quickly, he gathered up Jeremy and Lucky, put them(and himself) into a pony costume. Cuddles saw the pony and SHRIEKED!! Now, even though this was an obvious pony costume, complete with patches, paint, and a tag that said “Happy’s Pony Costume” Cuddles, really wanted to hug the pony. Cuddles chased the “pony.” It ran. Cuddles chased. It ran. Cuddles chased. It ran. Cuddles caught up to Happy in the costume, and then Happy and Jeremy sensibly zipped open the pony costume. Lucky, on the other hand, didn’t use the zipper and simply ripped right through it. Cuddles yelled in terror when the costume opened up, and that’s, unfortunately, when the Animal Control officers came up. They took out a 50-foot long needle to tranquilize the 3 frightened still-in-costume babies. Obviously,another chase ensued. Cuddles, tried to help, but his “help” ended up with all four babies going to jail. As they were thrown into their cell, Cuddles said anxiously,”If you see Zawion, pwease tell him that I escaped from my bath, and locked the bathroom door.

The End

Ah, wasn’t that great? I think it was. Now, it’s time for a poem entitled Cuddles, which was, course, written by Cuddles himself.

Cuddles

I love peanuts! Oh, yes I do!!

I also love getting cuddled, it’s very true!!

Cuddles, cuddles, cuddles, cuddles, YEAH!

The End.

That was very, um, good,Cuddles. Well, now I’m not a philosopher, but I believe that reading a person’s blog can tell you about their mind. That means that I am TOTALLY INSANE!!!!!!!!!! MWU-HAH-HAH-HAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! To end this post here is a bunch of seemingly random words.

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Finally. Anyway, as I was saying, here’s another round of “Nicknames for Numbskulls!” And the unlucky annoying thing in this round is……. Caillou!!!!!!!!! Right now, he is trapped in a giant glass pickle jar screaming for help in his annoying bratty baby lisp. Here are our lucky contestants:

Some Hobo: (wheeze, snurf) Hi. (haaaaack)

Mr. Enchilada: Hey, I’m new. Eat healthy and exercise! (He’s a health freak. Ironic, considering that enchiladas are not very  good for you.)

Li’l Miss Sunshine: I’m here to spread joy and happiness! Lalalalalalalallalalalalala

Uncle Ponypants: I’m in this for the cash. Gimme.

So, here we go! The first  contestant to think up a name for the dreaded Caillou is Some Hobo. Hi. (Snaaaark) By dabe fo Caillou (Hoork) is Pigstyou. (Whaarrk) Eww. Hairball. Look, (bLARK) it’s spongy. Pokie, pokie. Lick. Yummy. A little hairy. Wanna try? (Sneeze) I sdeezed od it. I hab a colb. Oooookay, interesting. Tell me why you chose the name “Pigstyou.” It was da only thig I could say without soudig fuddy. Fuddy? Sure why not. Next person-er, thing. Mr. Enchilada! Hi. My name was going to be Eat-Healthyyou, but I changed it to Caipoo. It’s a good thing you did-Uh, I mean- Nice name! I like it. Next! Just one more thing. Remember to-Yeah, we know. Eat healthy and  exercise. NEXT!!!!!! Li’l Miss Sunshine! Hi! My name is, “Nicey-nice lovable boy!” Yippee! WHAT!?! WHAT?!? WHAT!?! WHAT?!? Yep! Remember, be happy! To be quite frank, that was awful Even Pigstyyou is better. (snononooperjhfekhf) Hey! Who’s next? Ah, Uncle Ponypants. I’m not your uncle. Why does everyone call me that? Sheesh. Anyway, my name is Grimyou. Why not? He’s a grimy little wiener. It’s worthy of a cash prize. Really. Seriously, hand over that green stuff! Raaaah!!!!!!!!! Enough! You’ll get a prize if you win. Now, the judges will evaluate the winner. The judges are me, Caillou, The Grim Reaper Cookie, and Li’l Mutton. Now we will decide. (Crash. Whisper, whisper, Gross! How about _____?  Noo!!! I don’t want a winner. I want my mommy!!! Okay, let’s do_______ Agreed? Good. Unanimous!) Okay, the winner is…. Some Hobo!!!!

Really? (sneeze, snaaaarkkles) REALLY? Yeah,  I WOLKSDFK.GLBH WON! haaaaaaackhjlf Woooooo!  And the winner…. Does NOT get to hurt Caillou! WHAT? Yes! Instead, the winner gets to torture the incredibly annoying……… To be continued!

Cuddles is back. Those were the first two sections. “Old Game Shows”and “New Game Shows.” Cuddles’s  favorite part was when Some Hobo got scratched by an angry cat right before the show started. He’s mutating and he has a cold. Cuddles also likes speaking in the first person. Hi. I’m back. Our equipment is back, and MAD Magazine is apologizing for Alfred E. Nueman’s thievery. Ahem. Oh, right. And now, the bloopers! Awhile back, Miscellaneous Soup Inc. wanted to do a quiz show. We gathered up the people most likely to read this blog, and asked them if they wanted to see a game show. Our top Blog-reader-People Finder(a.k.a. Happy) randomly gathered up people from the street. Among those are…..Some Hobo, a wild dingo, twelve escaped criminals, three stooge-type people, Jughead Jones, Archie Andrews, an angry mob, Dora the Explorer, Mr. Ponypants, a duck, and a partridge in a pear tree. To put it bluntly, everybody thought it would be bad idea. So, we did it anwway!!! Here’s the stupid answers our lucky contestants gave in the Miscellaneous Soup Quiz Show! Or, to put it shortly, the MSQS.

Q: What is a pony?

A: A thing that barks.

Q: What is the  capital of Iowa?

A: France.

Q: Who is Zarion?

A: A tree.

….And  as I was saying, the person who Some Hobo the winner gets to torture is………Li’l Miss Sunshine!!!!!! What????? Noooo! Oh, yes!!! Hahahahahaha!!! The second winner gets to torture Caillou! And that would be……… You, Mr. Enchilada, of course! ‘Caipoo’ is genius, but ‘Pigstyou’ is even geniuser! Congrats! And now, Uncle Ponypants, as a consolation prize, you have the honors of reaching into The Bucket O’ Torture to find out what Li’l Miss Annoying here gets to do! Do I get paid to do it? No. Dang. And the torturement is…. You are locked in a padded cell with sad music playing and a minature raincloud pouring rain, snow, and
hail on you  wherever you try to go! Won’t that be fun? Noooooo!!!!!! The sadness1 I’m not supposed to be sad! I’m gonna… gonna…. BOOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!! She spontaniously combusted. Wheee! While we call an ambulance to pick up the raining pieces of Li’l Miss Sunshine falling everywhere, Uncle Ponypants will choose what Mr. Enchilada gets to do to Caillou! Get me out of here! Uncle Ponypants, if you please….. Ah! Good punishment. And it is….. Getting his soul sucked out by The Grim Reaper Cookie! Mwahahahahahaha. I will finally have someone’s soul. AIEEEEEEEEEEEEE SJFKJNVGGH. Mwahahahahaha. I have no soul. What (snooork)  about me? I didn’t get to (hoooonk) do anything. LMS spontaniously combusted. You get to put her back together, tickle her to pieces with a Tickler 5000, put her together again, and THEN stuff her in a padded cell with a rain cloud, sad music, and as a bonus, Justin Bieber singing! Noo!!!!! Why me! Not Justin Bieber! What have I done to deserve this? All I’ve done was run around singing stupid songs! That’s your problem. Alright, join us next time, folks, for another episode of ‘Nicknames for Numbskulls!’ hosted by Syrika Kreena! See you later! Bye! Syrika out.
We’re back. I’m in a grey color this time, because I’m exhausted from singing “We’re Floating in a Ship; Rumpa, Rumpa, Rumpa.” I’m sorry, but Tigerboy can’t be here right now. He remembered that the transcript for the Phineas and  Ferb parody isn’t here yet. I’ll do it tomorrow, maybe. It’s time for an energy recharge.
Zarion out.

More Funny TV Quotes

I was watching some Seinfeld, and that’s when it it me. Some very nice person put a comment on my blog, saying that my post helped him/her sleep. In that case, I will do my civic duty and make everyone fall into a peaceful slumber with my chosen quotes. Now, relax, yawn, and enjoy. Just don’t fall asleep on a sled, while you’re sledding, because you’ll get hurt. Trust me on this one.

“Kramer, I’ve been reviewing your work. And, quite frankly, it stinks.” Kramer’s boss. Seinfeld “The Clip Show, Part 1.”

“I don’t even put evil on my profile anymore, because it attracts so many weirdos.” Dr. Doofenshmirtz’s unnamed potential wife. Phineas and FerbChez Platypus.”

“Hey, Ferb, I know what we’re going to do today..Run!” Phineas Flynn, Phineas and Ferb, “The Chronicles of Meap”

“You know, if that thing falls to Earth, Candace is in charge.” Phineas Flynn, looking at a satellite. Phineas and Ferb, “Rollercoaster”

“Of course I got in trouble! Teachers tend to get upset when you put their heads on the bodies of big, fat animals!” Carly Shay. “iPilot”, iCarly.
“Mr. Krabs! We just escaped from an angry mob of deep sea bumpkins!” Spongebob. “Trenchbillies”, Spongebob Squarepants.
“You got a problem with Woody Woodpecker?” Kramer. “The Mom and Pop Store”, Seinfeld.
Bye, loyal readers of Miscellaneous Soup. I’ll be back soon with a brand new story! Tigerboy will give you the details on Sunday!
Zarion out.

Happy Birthday!!!

I’m not sure if Momicon will let me reveal my age, so you’ll have to wait until the next post! Here’s a special birthday song for Silicon!

Happy birthday to you!

You (don’t) smell like a shoe!

You (hardly ever) smell like a monkey,

and you (don’t) look like one, too!*

“The Structure Of…… Me Opening a Birthday Present!”

1. I shake it slightly.

2. I carefully open the gift wrapping.

3. I also carefully unwrap the newspaper.(I like the comics.)

4. I look at the present.

5. I admire it, and say, “Thank you!”

Zarion “B-Day Boy” out.

*Unless you’re wearing a monkey costume.

Thingies by Syrika

If you want to know what this post is about, look at the title.

Words Made Into Phrases:

Hippopotamus: Big old pot of mush

Rhinosaurus:My nose is sore-ish.

Poems:

Don’t you love “Jingle Bells” spoofs?

(Sung to the tune of “Jingle Bells”)

Skidding through the stadium,

In an out-of-control-Zamboni,

Over the ice we go,

Screaming all the way! YAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!

Screeching brakes, screeching brakes,

Screaming all the way,

Oh, what scare it is to ride in an out-of-control-Zambon!!!!!!!

This is a limerick about plagiarism (Boooooo!).

There once was a college guy named Bob

Who wailed, loudly, with a sob,

“It’s true! I admit it!

I’m ashamed, but I did it!

I plagiarized, and now I’ll never get a job.”

Cool Facts:

Goldfish used to be mainly green.

One type of swift can fly for 3 years straight without landing.

Jokes:

What has cheese, tomato sauce, and slants in a funny way?                                                                                                                The Leaning Tower of Pizza.

What should a cow eat when it’s sick?                                                                                                                                                        Chicken moo-dle soup!

‘Syrika out’ isn’t as neat as ‘Zarion out,’ but, oh well. I know! Kreena out. Fine, Zarion. Li’l Kreena out.

News of Little Importance(Unless, like me, you’re weird.)

First of all, our entire middle part of the school(i.e. Middle School)saw Oceans. I accidentally took a nap even though I liked the movie, so it’s going to be hard for me to sleep tonight. When I take naps, it’s hard for me to sleep at night, and my sleep(if I get any)will most likely be haunted by scary manta-shrimp, blanket octopi, and squid. Giant squid.

Also, tonight is the school carnival! Hooray! I can’t wait!

Finally, I finally remembered to take my poorly-made(and ugly)clay parrot from school. His name is Ugly, fittingly. His only hobby is sitting around watching Hello Kitty and Barney(I hate both of them.:(), scratching his rear, and eating healthy portions of his favorite snack, regurgitated toenail clippings.

Zarion “EW!!!!! That’s gross!” out.

Invasion of the Mouth Troubles and More Stories By Zarion Kreena

Passover is finally over, as of 8:58 PM yesterday! Yeehaw! Also, I am having a lot of trouble with my mouth. You see, I have at least two canker sores on either side, a tongue cut, and a sore throat! GRRRRRR!!!!! It’s very annoying.

Anyway, you may have noticed the new name. The reason for this is, I haven’t been doing my job. Remember, back in my first post, when I said that I-Wait, I’l just show you. Click on this link. Tadah! You see? At the very start of the list, it says stories. Have I been giving you a sufficient amount of stories? No. Therefore, you’ll be getting stories, stories, stories, stories, and more stories. Now, I might do a “Scooby-Doo” book series, as well. Oh, and by the way, you’ll soon be seeing a picture of about 99.999999% of my string collection.

Another announcement: I recently saw Diary of A Wimpy Kid. Did I like it? YYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSS!!!! I absolutely, positively loved it! It has most of the book’s events and characters (with a few new things), but it’s excellent through and through. Did you know that they are writing a script for “Rodrick Rules”? I didn’t know about it either, until I looked the movie up! Also, Zachary Gordon(the actor who played Greg Heffley) acted with his mom in one scene! Basically, the character who plays Rowley’s mother in the movie is Zachary’s mom in real life!

Here’s some more movie facts, while we’re on the topic. i have the same birthday as Daniel Radcliffe(who is Jewish, just like me)-July 23rd!!! Also, Stan Lee and Daniel Handler(Lemony Snicket) are Jewish! Here’s a short list of my favorite authors/comic book writers EVER in no particular order.

1. J.K. Rowling (In fact, our planet, Planet Potter of the Harry, is in the J.K. Rowling Galaxy!!!)

2. Gordon Korman(I love Swindle and Zoobreak!!)

3. Stan Lee! (“Nuff said!”, to use his famous phrase. That exact phrase was used in the third Spidey movie, in fact. Also, I’m thinking of watching the second Fantastic Four movie, so I can see Stan Lee trying to get into the wedding of Susan Storm a.k.a. Invisible Woman and Reed Richards a.k.a. Mr. Fantastic. Speaking of their wedding, I really, really, really, really, want to read the actual comic of it, which is in Fantastic Four Annual 3. Sigh.)

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!! I just looked up Gordon Korman, and there is going to be a book after Zoobreak, coming out in Fall 2010! YAY!!!! More stories coming soon!

Update: The “Fall of the Hulks” storyline is very confusing to me, maybe because I haven’t read it yet. Why can’t Bruce Banner be trusted? There’s a lot of Hulks. Hulk(the original one), Red Hulk, She-Hulk, Gray Hulk(that one may have only been in “The Super Hero Squad Show”), Red She-Hulk, Hulkling, and Hulkpool(some weird mix of the Hulk and Deadpool).

Speaking of which, I have done some extensive research(a.k.a. Google) and through hard work(a.k.a. more Google and reading descriptions of comics on marvel.com/catalog) I have determined what comics in the Marvel Universe are most likely to show blood/guts and why.

1. The Hulk and anything like it, because the Hulk smashes things and hurts people badly. (No offense to Momicon who likes the Hulk.)

2. Deadpool, and anything with him, because he’s an assassin. No offense to anyone who wants to see the upcoming Deadpool movie.

3. The Punisher, because he murders criminals.

4. Wolverine, because he does the same thing as Deadpool.

Now, I would be horrified if they made a one-shot comic with all four characters, because I cannot stand the sight of blood in comics.

Another Update: I was looking at homage covers, and the cover of Detective Comics #38 shows Robin’s first appearance. Also, there’s a special homage to that in the homage for The Batman.

Sensational Superclub #13: Mysterio’s House of Horrors!

Mysterio’s House of Horrors!
It all started with Tigerboy’s “Gadget Safety” lessons. Oops, I’m starting in the middle again. Well,  that’s par for the course. Sorry, here’s the beginning.
Part One: T.F.T. (Training For Tigerboy)It was a beautifully sunny day, and everything was perfect. That is, except for one thing. Tigerboy was pretending to be a mad scientist. This was incredibly bad, because, even though Electrickid had warned him not to mess around with any inventions, Tigerboy just wouldn’t listen. During the “Mad Scientist” game, Tigerboy basically went into Electrickid’s lab and tried to figure out how the inventions worked, and what they did. One day, he found a weird machine with a little lightning bolt on it, and a sign that said, “Do not touch, or you will risk serious harm.” Tigerboy did what any self-respecting, curious, peson would do. He touched it.
SSSZZZCRACKLE! Apparently, the machine was an electricity generator. Over the next few days, Tigerboy kept finding inventions like these everywhere in Dreamyland. The soft pretzel shop, the bookstore, Steve’s Balls O’ Yarn/Steve’s String Shop, and even the local comic book shop. Finally, Tigerboy decided to ask Electrickid why he was making these weird(and painful) inventions.
“It’s simple, really.” Electrickid said. “I’m trying to get you to stop fiddling around with my gadgets.”
“Well, isn’t there anyway that I can fond out how they work?” Tigerboy asked.
“Actually,” Electrickid replied. “There is. You can be my I.A. (Inventions Assistant!)”  And so, Tigerboy was cured of his tendency to fiddle around with inventions, and all was well. Or was it? You see, one of the inventions activated a teleportation device in the Marvel Universe. That, of course, led to consequences that no one, not even Electrickid could predict. Mysterio was coming to Dreamyland! (Cue lightning flashes, scary music, someone screaming, and a monkey eating a banana shaped like a mongoose.)
Part Two: The House In Dreamyland Is Neatly In The Street(and it’s not getting hit!) The next day, a distress call came over the Vidistress 5000. The Vidistress instantly showed a video of whatever was going on. Electrickid had made it, so the Superclub could stop crimes faster. Tigerboy was the first one to see it. “Hey, what’s this?” he said. Then, the rest of the Superclub saw it.
“This is unbelievable! Wow!” Boulderboy said. “There’s a giant house right in the middle of the street, and it’s not getting hit! The cars are just going right through it!”
“Let’s go investigate.” Switchboy replied.
When the Superclub got to the house, there was, well, nothing. No houses could be seen on the street at all. Then, a neon green light swept over the Superclub, and they vanished! The people in the cars could see that. What’s going on? (Be patient, Superclub fans. Soon, the action will begin!! ☺ ☺ ☹ ☺ )
The Superclub appeared in an ordinary-looking house. “What’s going on-AAAAAHHHHH!” Tigerboy’s sentence was cut off as twelve dozen spider popped up! Quickly, Tigerboy tried to run away, but as if by magic, five dozen spiders sprung up over there, too! After that, the spiders disappeared, but twenty-five ghosts surrounded the Superclub! Switchboy tried to turn one of the ghosts into something harmless, but the rainbow-colored beam evaporated! “Tigerboy!” Switchboy quickly said. “Plan Q!”
“Which one?” Tigerboy replied.
“Plan QQ!”
Quickly, Tigerboy pulled out the Magic Pencil, and started drawing a giant hole right underneath the Superclub. Then, they all fell down, into the dark abyss, so they could escape from the ghosts. “We should be safe down here.” Waterboy said.
“Uh, I think you should look at this.” Tigerboy said nervously.
“Hey, maybe we can somehow use the Portalrays.” Rubberboy said.
“I really think that you should look at this.” Tigerboy said.
“Well, no matter what,” Magmaboy said, “We should definitely be safe down here.”
“HEY!” Tigerboy said. “LOOK OVER HERE!!!” The rest of the Superclub looked. A bunch of eerie, green eyes were staring back at them. Da-da-DUM!!
Part Three: Finally.……Mysterio’s House of Horrors! While Tigerboy was slowly backing away from the neon green eyes, a trapdoor opened up, right underneath him! “Aaaaahhh!” he screamed. THUMP!! Tigerboy had landed in a long corridor lined with seemingly endless rows of identical brown doors. “Maybe one of these doors can help me find the rest of the Superclub. After all, if this is a fun house, then anything is possible.” HE picked the nearest door. HONK! HONK!!! CHUGGA-CHUGGA CHOO CHOO! Tigerboy quickly slammed the door shut, and backed away from the door just in case the train suddenly barreled out of it. “Hmm. I wonder what’s in this door.” Clash, bang, boom! CLATTER!!! “Oh, come on! A bunch of pots and pans?!” Suddenly, Tigerboy spotted a small pink door. “Oh, this door must be the right one. After all, it’s different from the other doors.” HONK, HONK!!! BOOM!!!!! “Why, me? Why, me?” Tigerboy moaned as he got out from under the ruined, passenger-less train. “Oh well. At least my special resistance saved me. At least the train didn’t have dynamite in it. That’s really annoying. Oh, yeah, bazookas are annoying, too. Especially sand-hammer bazookas.(See issue 3)” While Tigerboy was anxiously talking to himself, some very weird things were happening to the rest of the Superclub!
“It’s been at least five hours, but we still can’t find Tigerboy!” Rubberboy grumped. “This haunted house isn’t that big, is it?” Almost as if to answer his question, a map popped up. The map revealed…nothing. It was blank except for a message that said “This ‘haunted house’ is as big as infinity.”
“That was definitely weird. Do you think that this house is responding to our thoughts?” Rubberboy asked.
“Ha, ha, ha. Wherever did you get that ridiculous idea?” A piercing voice filled the room.
Quickly, the sensational Superclub tried to find the voices’s owner, but nobody was there. Then, the zombies came.
Part 3.5: Breaking The Fourth Wall 101- Taught by Professor Tigerboy Meanwhile, with the unfortunate Tigerboy.…… “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!” Tigerboy was being chased by an unusual assortment of creatures, including a snake with the head of a spider, a spider with the head of a bug, and a bug with the head of a snake. Did I mention that they were all 10 feet tall, at the minimum? Quickly, Tigerboy tried to run into a nearby sorridor, but it was a dead end! “Hey, did you have to say ‘dead’?” Tigerboy said, annoyed. WAIT!! STOP TALKING TO ME WHEN I’M NARRATING YOUR ADVENTURES! SHEESH, IT’S HARD ENOUGH WHEN I’M TRYING TO WRITE THIS ALL DOWN FROM A VIDEO TRANSCRIPT! HOW DID YOU MAKE A VIDEO, ANYWAY? AND WHEN DID YOU LEARN HOW TO BREAK THE FOURTH WALL??!! ALSO, WHY AM I YELLING!!!!!!!??????
“Trade secret, doc. Can you hurry it up a little? I really want to get to the Dance Dance Revolution part-” STOP REVEALING THE PLOT!!!!!!!
Anyway, Tigerboy suddenly had Han idea.
“Hey, I know what to do! I’ll just draw a giant hole with my magic pencil and jump out of here!” Having said that, he quickly leapt into the giant, magical hole and landed.……right on top of the weird creatures that were chasing him earlier?
“I knew that I should have called in sick today.” Tigerboy muttered as the monsters tied him up.
Nearby, the rest of the Superclub suddenly fell into another secret trap-door, and finally met the person behind all of this seemingly magical mystery….Mysterio!
Part 4: Death By Dancing!!!! “Hello, Superclub. It is a sure sign of your lesser intellect that you didn’t realize that it was me earlier. I somehow came to Dreamyland when a strange contraption sent me through time and space.”
“I knew that there was one machine that I had forgotten to disable.” Electrickid said.
“Quiet, you foolish blooperhero. Now, I shall dispose of you as only Mysterio can!” Quickly, he pulled back a curtain to reveal some Dance Dance Revolution games and some headsets.
“Dance Dance Revolution?” Tigerboy said. “Isn’t that kind of, well, goofy? Judging from the Spider-Man comics, this isn’t your style at all.”
“Look, will you just get into the machines already? Do I really have to use the robots?” Mysterio pulled a nearby lever that was on the wall, and several “CaptureBots” forcibly dumped the Superclub into an unbreakable glass cage with the Dance Dance Revolution games.
“Oh, and in response to your insipid question-” Mysterio’s voice slowly turned into a sneer. “This is rather childish and stupid, because I borrowed from the Joker of Universe Z.M.K.S.’s Brillium Quantum Dance Contest of Death, otherwise know as the U.’s Z.M.K.S.’s B.Q.D.C.O.D. You will be forced to dance in these contraptions for however long you can last, and when the last person standing stops dancing- YOU WILL BE VAPORIZED!!! Mwuahahaha! Oh, and you will be shocked with energy blasts every 30 seconds. Now, dance!” And with that, he turned on the deadly invention!!!
Part 5: Death By Dancing(For Real This Time) Hurriedly, the sensational Superclub did every type of dance that they could think of-staying on the arrows, of course. By far, Rubberboy was the best dancer of them all, due to his amazing ability to stretch himself into different shapes. The second best dancer might be Tigerboy, but nobody’s sure about that. Hey, if you did an excellent robot dance while in Robot Tiger form, would it still count? Hmmm? Anyway, so far everyone has dropped out of the contest, except for Tigerboy and Rubberboy. Just then, a particularly fierce bolt of energy made Rubberboy stop dancing. (You would also stop dancing of a bolt of energy hit you in the head, don’t try to deny it!) Now, it was up to Tigerboy.
“Speed round!” Mysterio suddenly exclaimed. “And you’ll be eliminated if you turn into Speedy Tiger!” While in Robot Tiger form, Tigerboy started to dance as fast as he could in the aforementioned form! Sparks were flying, the machine was counting the points as fast as it could, more spark were flying, more numbers were being counted down, even more sparks were flying, even more numbers were being counted, a ridiculous amount of sparks were flying, a ridiculous amount of numbers were being counted, sparks, numbers, sparks, nparks, sumbers, parks, Hummers, ponies, pants, Miscellaneous, Soup’s, blog, by, Zarion, Kreena, is, good, (“Hey, hurry it up, Narrator!” Tigerboy shouted. “I think I’m starting to melt! Also, who put those words about someone’s blog in there?” Well, Tigerboy. It’s because Zarion Kreena is trying to put in a signal for help. His blog has been taken over by his evil duplicate, Karion. “Oh, Zarion! Hey, I’ve been a contestant on some of his game shows! The very first one, in fact. Okay, you can finish the tale now. I can’t stand one more page of melting and sparking!” Sheesh. I’m going as fast as I can. Okay, who wants me to slow down? <We do!!!!!!> Oh. Stupid editors.) Anyway, the dance machine suddenly exploded from the fleetness of Tigerboy’s dancing, a net sprang out, and Mysterio was captured. Then, because Mysterio was captured, the “haunted house” disappeared, and the Superclub found themselves in the same alley, Mysterio was sent back to the Marvel Comics universe, and all was well.
OR WAS IT???!!!
You see, the Superclub had forgotten to destroy the machine. Will it return, or will some other dastardly villain use it? Stay tuned! (Cough, cough! Issue 16!!! ☺ Cough, cough! Hack, hack! Giddyup, Little Slicer!! Hack, hack! ☺)
THE END
Wait, wait! This isn’t over yet! This tale is themed around an unimportant holiday that I call HALLOWEEN!!!!!!! Here’s three Halloween bonuses!
Appendix/Bonus 1: The Structure of.…… The Superclub’s Annual Halloween PArty
1. Find incredibly scary movie to watch.
2. Make popcorn. (A lot of it, because, well, I’ll explain it in an analogy. Electrickid is to popcorn as Tigerboy is to pretzels. To put in layman’s terms, Electrickid LOVES popcorn.)
3. Tell Tigerboy about the scary movie.
4. Try to catch Tigerboy, as he runs away screaming, “You’ll never take me alive, coppers!”
5. Lure Tigerboy out of his hiding spot with some pretzels and a giant fan.
6. With Tigerboy in a tiny(3 cm long) kitty cage(VERY IMPORTANT THAT YOU HIDE THE KEY), watch the movie. *Note: Put a magic bag of pretzels in there, that will never run out, and earmuffs for the scary parts.
7. Turn the Superclub’s clubhouse into a scary, spooky, haunted house.
8. Repeat steps 3-6, only with the haunted house.
Appendix/Bonus 2: A message from Tigerboy. “HHHEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!! GET ME OUT OF HERE!!!!! THERE’S MONSTERS IN THE MOVIE!!!! CAN YOU HEAR ME???!! IF ANYONE CAN HELP ME WITH THIS, I’LL BE ETERNALLY GRATEFUL!!!!!”
Appendix/Bonus 3: Another message from Tigerboy. “YYYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!! NOW THEY’RE DOING THE HAUNTED HOUSE!!! SAVE ME!!!!!”
THE END(for real this time)
Next Issue: Superclub, Super-Babies, Super Fun!! The Spectacular Super-Babies! Not the Superclub turned into babies, but apparently they are related to Zarion Kreena, who has escaped from his cage. But, I digress.  Basically, the Superclub and Super-Babies are teaming up to stop Mr. Mean-Macaroni and his sidekick-Rose Giant!  You DO NOT want to miss this issue!!!!

This is for Syrika,who’s sick with a bad fever. I hope this cheers you up!!

The Mongoose Story

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And a bonus… monpoodle!

Karion’s Fine Literature (K.F.L.) Part 1

Hello, I want to put some culture and fine literature into this rag. So, here’s 101 of Karion’s Stupidly Weird Stories, which is another phase in my gradual plan to destroy, uh, I mean, change this pitiful blog.

Story #1: Bob went to the store. He bought marshmallows. He went home.

Story #2: Joe ate a garden hose. It turned him into a toad-eating mongoose.

Story #3: Syrika kept laughing at the word “mongoose.” I turned her into a mongoose. She’s laughing right now.

Story #4: Billybob-JoeMcStinkyPAnts’s name was embarrassing. He changed it to OhnoIjustwetmypants.

Story #5: The dod ate a bone. His owner had to get a new arm bone. Ouch.

Story #6: I ate hot dogs and pickles. I was happy. I burped.

Story #7: Tim’s pants were on fire. He couldn’t find a hose. To be continued…

Story #8: Tim found a large barrel. He dumped it over his body. It was liquid nitrogen. Poor Tim.

Story #9: Jim liked flowers. He sniffed one. A giant bee came out, and stung him repeatedly.

Story #10: Mary once ate 100 lemons in a row. Now, her face is stuck in a “Sour Face.”

Story #11: Bobby ate a bee. His insides were stung so much, that he started to swell up like a balloon. Then, he popped. The bees survived.

Story #12: Joe, Tim, and Igor all went to the new 3-D movie, Attack of the Teenager-Eating Slugs. Only some shoes and a pile of slime could be found.

Story #13: Dirk was a fireman. He was bad at his job. Once, he burned Kool-Aid at a water convention,and couldn’t find anything to use for putting out the fire.

Story #14: George was a reckless baby orangutang. He ran out into the street to see what would happen. Poor George.

Story #15:  Agnes wanted to get rid of her pimples. Agnes used a flamethrower. As you can see, Agnes isn’t very bright.

Story #16: Bobby Joe wanted to eat a pineapple. So, Bobby Joe ate a pineapple. We’re still trying to get the thorns out of her.

Story #17: I ate a pretzel. I thought it was good. I ate another one.

Story #18: Michael’s pants were slowly being devoured. Michael should never have bought the wooden pants, underwear, shirt, and socks.

Story  #19: Jimmy licked a monkey. The monkey ate him. Poor Jimmy, the zookeepers have warned him five times already about the dangers of licking monkeys.

Story #20: Zoe decided to swim in the local swimming pool. Unfortunately, she didn’t pay attention to the “Pool Being Drained” sign. She thought that it was a joke. Zoe isn’t very bright,either.

Hey, it’s me, Zarion! I managed to escape from my cage using a paperclip! Here’s the next Superclub story!!

Attack of the….Dust Bunnies?

“It was a bright and sunny afternoon. Everything was perfect. The birds were chirping, the sun was shining, squirrels were frolicking everywhere, and giant dust bunnies with a crazy-looking man were attacking Dreamyland. Wait, they were attacking Dreamyland? This looks like a job for the sensational Superclub-” Tigerboy’s voice trailed off. “Tigerboy, will you please stop narrating this mission?!?” Switchboy asked. “It’s getting kind of annoying, and Mr. Evilfeet is getting away! Also, the chicken suit is really distracting.” Quickly, the Superclub tried to catch up with Mr. Evilfeet, but it tends to be hard when the person you’re chasing is riding a giant dust bunny, especially when, like Tigerboy, you have allergies to wool, dust, and other assorted things. “Wachoo!” See? I told you! Okay, back to our fine tale! Mr. Evilfeet quickly whispered a secret command into a dust bunny’s ear. The Superclub gasped in shock when they saw what happened next. The dust bunnies had sprouted jet packs, and were flying away!!! But wait, I’m getting ahead of myself. Why is Mr. Evilfeet attacking Dreamyland with giant dust bunnies? Why is Tigerboy narrating in a chicken suit? And, who, for Zarion’s sake, is Mr. Evilfeet anyway? To find out the answer to at least two of those marvelous questions, we must take a trip back in time. Five months should do the trick.

Five years ago, in Dreamyland’s Geranium Falls Laboratory… Mr. Velfet was sitting in a chair, conducting a very complicated and convoluted experiment. He was fervently pressing buttons on a typewriter, and scribbling notes. “Yes! Yes! I finally have the perfect formula that will allow brains to grow bigger. Now, I shall test it out!” He walked over to an odd machine with a number of levers and buttons. Mr. Velfet quickly puts the helmet on his head, pushed a green button… and screamed!!!!!!! The helmet was literally molding his brain! “Hahaha.” he giggled madly. “Now, I shall be known as Mr. Evilfeet!”

Back in present time… Mr. Evilfeet suddenly whips around and throws a net grenade at the Superclub, instantly tangling them up. “Ha, ha!” he cried. “Now, I’ve got you!” Then, he made another dust bunny get morph into a jet pack, and take the Superclub to his lair!!

In the abandoned “Sam’s Sweet Sweets/Larry’s Chocolate Emporium O’ Goodness.” Instantly, a bright light glared down onto the Superclub. They were tied onto a conveyer belt that, by the look of it, had gone into disrepair. Old chocolate stains, rust, and little bits of styrofoam were everywhere.  “Hello, Superclub.” Mr. Evilfeet said calmly. “As you can see, there is no hope of escape for any of you. The binds are incredibly thick, I doubt that even the Hulk would be able to escape! As soon as I flick this switch, the conveyer belt will make sure that you are turned into some very delicious chocolate. While your bodies are going through that chemical change(which can neutralize all of your insipid powers), I shall finally unleash my plan for world domination!!!The bomb will explode you, and Dreamyland! Yay!! You seem to be bright people, except for the striped one, so you shall undoubtably realize that my giant dust bunnies were a ruse. They are simply there to distract people with endless sneezes, while my nuclear bombs turn Dreamyland into a wasteland! Now, hasta la vista, Superflub! Hahahaha!” Quickly, he put on a jet pack and raced out of the building, setting off the nuclear bombs!

Quickly, the Superclub went into action! The bombs were timed, so they might be able to make it out! Switchboy quickly put Operation: Nuclear Chocolate into effect! Rubberboy strained to get one of his arms out of the binds! When he succeeded, he took one of the bombs and threw it into the conveyer belt’s path, thereby turning the bombs into harmless chocolate! Then, Tigerboy quickly turned into Robot Tiger, and pushed the “Self Destruct” button! He exploded, landing on top of the second nuclear bomb and making all of the binds fly of off the Superclub! Then, he began to reform slowly, not noticing that the second(and final)nuclear bomb was about to go off! Switchboy quickly tried to turn the bomb into a different object, but it was too late! The bomb exploded with a ferocious blast! Electrickid had thrown a force field over the rest of the Superclub, but it was too late for Tigerboy. Or was it? A small robot quickly scrambled out of the rubble, saying, “Never again. I think that my bomb/TNT/miscellaneous other things resistance might not survive another blast!” Then, he turned into Miniature Tiger(his regular form)and got out of the building with the rest of the Superclub! “What?!” Mr. Evilfeet exclaimed. “How did you get out of the trap? Well, it doesn’t matter now! You’re toast!” He quickly made all of the dust bunnies morph into one huge laser! “Sayanora, Superclub!” The laser suddenly sent out a huge cloud of…dust? “NO!!” Mr. Evilfeet wailed. “My dust bunnies failed me! I should have set the nuclear bombs to explode right after I left instead of waiting! NO!!!”

Now, dear readers, I must tell you why Tigerboy was narrating. It all started with a bet he had made with Magmaboy just five minutes before Mr. Evilfeet’s rampage began. Magmaboy was making his famous “X-tra Spicy Chili Peppers of Spiciness!!!”, and Tigerboy said, “Hey, Magmaboy, what would happen if you ate 4 tiny cups of you extra spicy chili  sauce?”

Magmaboy replied, “I would be able to eat them easily, because of my fire power.”

Tigerboy said, “What about my resistance? That should help me.  I’ll make a bet with you. If I can eat 4 extra-large cups of chili, and not stop, then you have to wear a clown suit for the next 3 weeks. And if you win, I’ll wear the clown suit for the next three weeks.”

“No way.”Magmaboy said. “You actually like wearing that clown suit. How about this? You’ll have to narrate everything for the next five weeks in a chicken suit, and not eat pretzels for five and a half weeks. Deal?”

“Deal!” Tigerboy said, confident that he could pull it off. He quickly ate some salsa…and stopped suddenly. Quickly, he tried to finish the rest of it, but it was too late. BBBBBOOOOOOOMMM-FOOOSSSHHHHH!!! With a deafening bang, he turned into a miniature volcano! “HOTHOTHOTHOTHOT!!!! AAAAAYYYYYIIIIIIIIII!!! HOTHOTHOTHOT!!!!” Tigerboy yelled. “Okay. You win. Oh, ow! Still hot!! YYYAAAHHH!!!”

THE END

Published in: on February 11, 2010 at 4:02 pm  Comments (1)  

Superclub Story #11

It’s a Bird…It’s a Plane.… It’s …Huh? The Supermenagerie?

Dreamyland quickly gasps in horror when the Anti-Superclub turns the Superclub into animals! Well, that’s technically not true, I guess. Tigerboy is simply trapped in Miniature Tiger form. Oh well, you still don’t want to miss this latest episode in the lives of the Superclub that will drive you zooey! (Pun intended.)

The Anti-Superclub members were leading the Superclub members on a wild chase! “YOU’ll NEVER CATCH US!” they shouted! Quickly, Anti-Waterboy tossed another sack of money out of Anti-Switchboy.(He had turned into a helicopter.) Then, Waterboy’s evil duplicate drenched them with a wave worthy of a tsunami! Switchboy quickly retaliated by turning into a super-sized hose!(With a special helicopter attachment so the rest of the Superclub wouldn’t fall down onto the cold, hard, cement, rock-solid ground!) Their best efforts weren’t enough to stop the villains, though. With a sonic-powered turbo-thruster-boost/rocket powered laser beam blast, the Anti-Superclub zoomed away, while zapping our heroes in an eerie, rainbow-ish light!

“Oh,”Tigerboy groaned as he regained consciousness. “Hey! Why am I in an alleyway, with a bunch of animals? As far as I know, Animalboy wasn’t here! Of course, he can’t turn other people into animals. Wait, that weird ray! It must have turned the rest of the Superclub  into animals!!!”

WE INTERRUPT THIS SUPERCLUB STORY FOR A SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT. Here’s the new Superclub members.

*Tigerboy(He’s already a Miniature Tiger. Specifically, he’s only six inches.)

*Electricbunny

*Switchdeer

*Boulderduck

*Waterchicken

*Magmapony

*Glueplatypus(Platypuses are funny.)

*Rubbercow

WE NOW RETURN TO THE REGULARLY SCHEDULED STORY!

Tigerboy rushed over to the various assortment of animals, formerly known as the Superclub. “Are you okay?” The responses were various quacks, moos, growls, and other assorted things. Also, Tigerboy had to run away from Magmapony and Switchdeer for fear of being trampled! “Oh, no!” he thought to himself. “They must have gained the animals’ personalities! They don’t recognize me or their powers!! It must not have affected me, because I’m already an animal! I guess that I’ll be going solo, tonight!” Tigerboy quickly used the Portalray to get himself and the animals back to their house. Then, he quickly grabbed a secret weapon(while avoiding Waterchicken’s beak after accidentally getting pecked once or twice)and started to find the Anti-Superclub’s lair!

Tigerboy’s plan was simple. He would disguise himself as a lamb using the Switchray(because if the Anti-Superclub saw him. they would just assume that he was one of the Superclub members who had aimlessly drifted over their)and find the invention that would change the rest of the Superclub to normal! Then, he would use the secret weapon he brought to make sure that the Anti-Superclub would not be able to get revenge on them…at least for a couple of days!

When Tigerboy finally found the Anti-Superclub’s fortress, it took practically all of his willpower not to gasp in horror! It was a huge building, made out of metal, and robot guards with laser cannons were patrolling every area, and if he so much as took one step closer, KFT(Kentucky Fried Tigerboy)would be on the dinner menu! Quickly, Tigerboy grabbed his weapon, pulled out the pin, and speedily turned into Speedy Tiger(a tiger with super speed)and ran away! BOOM!!! Instantly, all of the robots were covered with bubble gum and short-circuiting! “So far,” Tigerboy thought. “my plan has been a success. Sure, I’ve completely blown my cover, and will probably be vaporized by more robots, most likely in the thousands, but my plan is still a success. Hmm, maybe I should re-think that.” Tigerboy burrowed through the ground, and popped up in a room filled with all sorts of inventions, test tubes, beakers, chemicals, and giant robots coming toward him with laser beams the size of a large tree trunk. “Wait, what was that last thing?” Tigerboy thought, but it was too late. The robots had already fired!

As the laser beams came toward Tigerboy, he(still in Speedy Tiger form)quickly grabbed another G.G.(Gum Grenade) and tossed it at the laser beams, while dodging the already fired blasts! The robots’ weapons suddenly swell to the size of overgrown boulders, and exploded with a huge popping noise, spattering gum everywhere, also, unfortunately, on Tigerboy.

Anti-Rubberboy quickly rushed into the destroyed inventions room. “What’s all that noise? Has that stupid, weird Anti-Tigerboy been playing with the nuclear firecrackers AGAIN!!!???” As you can see, certain members of the Anti-Superclub were on horrible terms. Suddenly, his eyes found Tigerboy. “Well, well, well, well, well, well-” One of the robots whacked him. (Some of the duplicates have minor functioning errors, such as continuously repeating a word.) “Sorry, robots. As I was saying, well, well, well. What have we here? A little nuisance spy.” He leaned closer to Tigerboy. “Do you know what we’re going to have to do with you?” Tigerboy responded, “Mmmph, grh w iyue yy momuble, mumble, mmmph.”

“No, you little runt! We are not going to give you pretzels! Stop being sarcastic!”

“Mmmph, pmmppf-mpph.”

“Oh, there you go again. Being sarcastic! Get your miniscule mind off of pretzels!!! Anyways, we are going to turn you into an animal, using our new weapon. It can turn animals into other animals! And if you say that it’s redundant somehow, I will personally tear that gum of off you. Painfully.” Tigerboy didn’t want to get the gum viciously torn off, so he stayed quiet and tried to think of a plan.

The testing room was dark, wet, and smelled as if one thousand clones of Cuddles had tooted in there, made “Stinky Gumbo Surprise”(a smellier version of a disgusting recipe called Gumbo Surprise), and then died in there. Actually, Tigerboy wouldn’t be surprised if that was true. Cuddles, a superhero who he had teamed up with before(see the upcoming issue 14), was reckless, silly, and weird. Basically, like himself, except in baby elephant form. The rotten door creaked open and Anti-Electrickid walked in, smirking. “I see that Anti-Rubberboy has used the chainsaw to get that gum off. Tsk, tsk, tsk. Such a shame, I could have used it for a new torture device to test out on you. Sadly, though, we can’t always get what we want in life. And by that, I mean that I can get what I want in life, but you can’t. I am really looking forward to using this on you. What shall I turn you into? A pig-bear, maybe? No, nothing threatening. A platypus-squirrel would be nice.” While Anti-Electrickid chattered on (seemingly)obliviously, Tigerboy attempted to escape from the giant bullseye that he was strapped to, Anti-Electrickid suddenly whipped around and shouted, “Come on, that’s pathetic. You really thought that you could escape if I’m not looking. I have eyes everywhere.” He showed Tigerboy the eerie-looking camera that that was strapped to the back of his head. “Heh, heh. I have eyes in the back of my head! Even if you did manage to escape, you wouldn’t make it out of here alive. I have hidden booby-traps, tricks, ans surprises everywhere! Now, I’m going to use this weapon on you!!”

Just as he was about to turn Tigerboy into a hideous monster, Tigerboy quickly flew out of the trap! “How did you do that?!” the evil duplicate hissed angrily. “You didn’t turn into that stupid Flying Tiger(not a typo), did you?” Then, he realized that Tigerboy had morphed into Robot Tiger!! Quick as a flash, Robot Tiger used a hidden laser to burn through the door and escape! Unfortunately, he ha forgotten that the door was rotten, moldy, and ,above all, flammable. The door exploded, and an immense fireball flew up! Anti-Electrickid quickly changed himself into electricity to escape the fire. Tigerboy said, aloud, “Okay, so I know that the entire Anti-Superclub is probably after me now. I also know that the machine is behind one of these doors. Let’s see. This is going to take the most complicated guessing/picking procedure I’ve ever done in my entire life. One potato, two potato, three potato, four potato, eeny, meeny, miney, mo-Alright, this is taking to long! I’ll just go through the middle door!” Fortunately, the animal machine really was in that room! In a flash, Tigerboy grabbed the machine, and headed out of the door, not noticing the members of the Anti-Superclub, following him in an energy bubble, like Electrickid’s!

As soon as Tigerboy raced back into the alleyway(unnoticed), he changed the Superclub back to normal! “What happened?” they all asked, after the last bits of animal DNA(Deoxy riboNucleic Acid) had gone away, Tigerboy told them everything that had happened while they were animals.  Tigerboy looked confused at that point, because everyone was looking at him with a worried expression. “What’s going on? The story wasn’t that scary.” he asked them, before realizing that they were looking behind him. Slowly, he looked around…and saw the Anti-Superclub, with angry expressions etched into their faces. “You destroyed our fortress, you wrecked our latest plan to destroy you, and you RUINED OUR LIVES!!!!!!!!!” The  Anti-Superclub started to leap at the Superclub, but, sadly, they weren’t looking where they were going. They collided straight into their machine, causing it to short-circuit, and turn them into animals! “You know, it’s sort of ironic.” Rubberboy said when he finally stopped laughing at Anti-Rubber-Chipmunk. “The machine that the Anti-Superclub tried to destroy us with, ended up saving our lives. But, I just have one more question. Why do I have a craving for dandelions and flowers?”

THE END

The Structure of… Making a Prank War-Cuddles and Company Style

1.Gather up some people, and divide them into prank teams.(Note: It helps if the players have a grudge against each other.)

2.Give the players a list of what pranks they can and can’t do. If someone(Happy)tries to argue, throw a pie in their face.

3.Approve any ideas the teams have, individually. We don’t want people spying, and developing counter-pranks.

4.Tell nosy, spying players(Cuddles)that (name favorite food)is in their basement.

5.Lock them in there, and force them to watch Barney. If they like Barney, tickle them forcibly.

6.Finally, have an all-out, no holds barred prank war.

Well, bye for the night, miscellaneoussoupers!!! Adios, have a great weekend, stay in school, don’t forget to write, brush your teeth, look both ways before crossing the street, etc.

The One And Probabley (spelled wrong, I know) Only…. Syrika’s Post!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hi, I’m Syrika, Zarion’s younger sister. He’s letting me do a post. So here goes!!!!!!!!!!

Uhhhh……… What should I write  about? I know… Did you know lightning bolts can shoot out of a volcano? Did you know squid’s food passes through its brain on the way to its stomach? Did you know… BLAH, BLAH, BLAH!!! I talk a lot.

THE END!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Well, what are you waiting for? Why are you still reading? Go away!

Syrika.

P.S. Did you know, right now , as I’m writing this, I’m dressed in a homemade Minun (That’s a type of Pokemon) costume?

The Every Category Post

I will now put every category onto this post. Why, you ask? Well,  I feel a sense of obligation to use all of my categories, as there’s some that I haven’t used yet.

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