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Originally posted by TheRealMe:
* Around the campfire one night, after eating copious quantities of beans, The Real Me pulls out his guitar and starts strumming some chords. *

Welp, I been thinkin’ ‘bout this here song what Elwoodmom wanted. Here’s just a little somethin’ what I come up with:

* The Real Me starts singing… THE BALLAD OF NEROLI AND GUNHAND *

Neroli and Gunhand, oh where could you be?
We’ve searched from the mountains way down to the sea!
Mom led the posse; her plan was the best,
To make you Mal-licious’s partying guests!

Oh, Gunhand, long absent, the Minion Supreme,
To care for the ladies was your greatest dream,
But that sauna, we hope that it’s sturdily built,
When you dance on its roof wearing only a kilt!

Old Broad Monkey, Neroli, we just want to say,
We wish you’d be with us on that special day.
The clubhouse is silent without your warm cheer,
(Though I guess WE'VE been gone for most of a year.)


* The Real Me strums his guitar a bit more, then stops. *

Uh, sorry, Mom, that’s about as far as I got.


The Real Me, Sheriff of Serenity County

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Originally posted by cageybee:
Mom, can I still submit an application to be posse member #11?

Though I'm lacking in credentials as of late, I still have a certain theme song in my blood and find myself humming it under my breath sometimes.

So, whaddya say, Mom? Please?

me

~Mal- "how drunk was i last night?"
~Jayne- "i don't know. i passed out."

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Originally posted by Elwoodmom:
Malicious, your birthday is fast approaching, and WHERE ARE THEY?? We'll get them for you, you're going to have one fine shindig!

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Originally posted by cageybee:
I believe I was to receive that box approximately 11 months ago. Never came.

me

~Mal- "how drunk was i last night?"
~Jayne- "i don't know. i passed out."

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Originally posted by Malicious:

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Originally posted by Elwoodmom:
Malicious, your birthday is fast approaching, and WHERE ARE THEY?? We'll get them for you, you're going to have one fine shindig!

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Mom, it's okay if my older sister and my former creepy internet boyfriend don't show up! I'm ok with that, really!

Mal-licious

"Let's go be bad guys."

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Originally posted by howdyrockerbaby1:

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Originally posted by cageybee:
I believe I was to receive that box approximately 11 months ago. Never came.

me

~Mal- "how drunk was i last night?"
~Jayne- "i don't know. i passed out."

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Perhaps he didn't place enough stamps on the box?

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
MAL: This is my scrap of nowhere. You go on and find your own.
SAFFRON: You can't just leave me here, on this
lifeless piece of crap moon...
MAL: Sure I can.
SAFFRON: I'll die.
MAL: Well, as a courtesy, you might start
getting busy on that, cause all this chatter ain't doin' me any kindness.

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Originally posted by Elwoodmom:
Anyone hear about the finger-in-the-Wendy's-chili story? (happened in my home town, which is just lovely!) Maybe that's what happened to Neroli...just sayin! I'm all out of ideas, that's the best I've got!

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Originally posted by Elwoodmom:
Mayhap it IS Neroli's finger, and she's recovering in a hospital somewhere. I bet she lost it when she was drilling holes in Gunhand's tour box!

See how neatly I worked this out?

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Originally posted by Elwoodmom:
Yup! That's only because of the eyes in the back of our heads! My son actually believed that for awhile! Bad Mommy! He also believed that I could see through walls! *snicker*

Here's the skinny:

Neroli got all up and angry when she lost her...how to say this politely...DIGIT, that she shipped Gunhand somewhere remote, Pluto, maybe. Now she's in a fancy plastic surgeon's office in Beverly Hills, contemplating which celebrities' finger she wants her replacement to look like!

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Mal-licious wrote:

TRM that was BEAUTIFUL!! It certainly brought a tear to mine eye...

ETA: I think you should have a refrain for each of the clubhousers!

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Originally posted by TheRealMe:

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Mal-licious wrote:

TRM that was BEAUTIFUL!! It certainly brought a tear to mine eye...

ETA: I think you should have a refrain for each of the clubhousers!

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I was bid by the Mistress to continue my song.
So I’ll just do THAT while you sing along.

Elwoodmom started searching; this all was her plan.
A posse, to find some lost friends if we can.
I set off East, but she pulled us back West.
Because it is true: Mom always knows best.

Mal-licious the Mistress of All She Surveys
Will give us some curses or give us some praise.
Succeed? We’re rewarded, and walking so tall,
Fail? Mal-Mageddon comes down on us all!

Now, what of our Captain, the brave Ebonezer?
(She’s in high school, you know, she’s not some old geezer.)
Slinky dress and she’s happy; she’s flying so high
‘Cause she’s going to prom with that Ice Cream Guy!

Rat, you’re a problem! Oh, what shall we do?
You’re messing with stuff, not having a clue!
Explosions, or lightning, or planets fall dead
While “They Might Be Giants” play on in your head.




The Real Me, Sheriff of Serenity County

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Originally posted by howdyrockerbaby1:

that is awesome.
and even if it was terrible, i'd love it, simply because you mentioned "They Might Be Giants"

Bravo!

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Originally posted by TheRealMe:

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Originally posted by howdyrockerbaby1:

that is awesome.
and even if it was terrible, i'd love it, simply because you mentioned "They Might Be Giants"

Bravo!

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Thanks for your kind words, Howdy...

But THINK about it.

What if they're NOT giants? Why, you just don't know! I keep telling Rat: They are SO indecisive!


The Real Me, Sheriff of Serenity County

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Originally posted by TheRealMe:

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Mal-licious wrote:

TRM that was BEAUTIFUL!! It certainly brought a tear to mine eye...

ETA: I think you should have a refrain for each of the clubhousers!

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I was bid by the Mistress to continue my song.
So I’ll just do THAT while you sing along.



Elwoodmom started searching; this all was her plan.
A posse, to find some lost friends if we can.
I set off East, but she pulled us back West.
Because it is true: Mom always knows best.

Mal-licious the Mistress of All She Surveys
Will give us some curses or give us some praise.
Succeed? We’re rewarded, and walking so tall,
Fail? Mal-Mageddon comes down on us all!

Now, what of our Captain, the brave Ebonezer?
(She’s in high school, you know, she’s not some old geezer.)
Slinky dress and she’s happy; she’s flying so high
‘Cause she’s going to prom with that Ice Cream Guy!

Rat, you’re a problem! Oh, what shall we do?
You’re messing with stuff, not having a clue!
Explosions, or lightning, or planets fall dead
While “They Might Be Giants” play on in your head.




The Real Me, Sheriff of Serenity County

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Originally posted by howdyrockerbaby1:
They are pretty vague aren't they? :

They might be giants (boy)
They might be giants
They might be rain
They might be heat
They might be frying up a stalk of wheat

They might be giants (boy)
They might be giants
They might be brain
They might be washed
They might be Dr. Spock's back-up band

Oh why oh why can't they be as specific as in Dr. Worm!? :
My name is Dr. Worm.
Good morning. How are you? I'm Dr. Worm.
I'm interested in things.
I'm not a real doctor,
But I am a real worm;
I am an actual worm.

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Originally posted by Elwoodmom:
Rat and HowdyRockerBaby, could you please go fetch ThatWeirdGirl? I think she's in the Whisky Creek Saloon over at Tombstone...

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Originally posted by Rat:

So, we'er off to find TWG? I wonder if the Whisky Creek Saloon serves RootBeer?

-Ratboy

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Originally posted by Rat:
*Takes a tug on his Sarsaparilla and then loads his LeMat.* Howdy, which way to Tombstone??

-Ratboy

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Originally posted by TheRealMe:


HowdyRockerBaby, your name is too long,
To properly rhyme, and stick in this song.
But we’re happy, regardless, that you have come back,
For you’ve been gone a long time, and we’ve felt the lack.



The Real Me, Sheriff of Serenity County

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Originally posted by thatweirdgirl:

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Originally posted by Elwoodmom:
Rat and HowdyRockerBaby, could you please go fetch ThatWeirdGirl? I think she's in the Whisky Creek Saloon over at Tombstone...

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*twg stumbles out of the swinging door thingys with a half empty bottle of whisky*

Night! S'hows evrybidy? Lurve the songy YOU! And mum? what's in de boxy? *twg points at the broken crate behind Aluminum*

www.thatweirdgirl.com
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Originally posted by Cassandrae:
Could be Neroli's....

She has disappeared again. :le sigh:

I could take a sip of that moonshine right just about now.

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Firefly Fanart: http://refined-grace.geministar.org
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MAL: "I'll never understand rich folk. All that money, this is what they do with it."
INARA:"It's art."
Mal: "It's puppets."
Inara: "It's puppet art."--Heart of Gold, Transcript

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Originally posted by howdyrockerbaby1:
I think it's left at that cactus over there, and then right at that big ole' rock.

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*Rides back to camp, TWG hanging limply over the back of saddle. Faint tunes from TRM's guitar can be heard.*

Rat and Howdy! When I asked you to find TWG at Tombstone, I meant for you to bring her back with you! That's it! No more rootbeer for the both of you!

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Originally posted by Elwoodmom:
*Rides back to camp, TWG hanging limply over the back of saddle. Faint tunes from TRM's guitar can be heard.*

Rat and Howdy! When I asked you to find TWG at Tombstone, I meant for you to bring her back with you! That's it! No more rootbeer for the both of you!

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