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in gigai and stupas and magic bazookas
Oct. 14th, 2007 02:03 amI want an award for virtue. I didn't buy any new wool today. (Buying a knitting magazine doesn't count.)
(Nor am I commenting on the fact that I might have bought some if they'd had the sort I was looking for.)
The weather's been close and surprisingly hot most of the day; no actual rainstorms (yet), though a couple of light sprinkles. If it is going to rain, I hope that it gets it out of the way tomorrow while I don't have to go anywhere in it.
Must vacuum tomorrow. Things to do. Hate vacuuming. So noisy and so boring and so annoying.
---
(to the tune of My Name Is John Wellington Wells from The Sorcerer)
URAHARA :
Oh! my name's Urahara (expelled),
I'm a dealer in magic and spells,
In gigai and stupas
And magic bazookas,
In prophecies, beatdowns, and knells.
If you want to be trained with a sword,
If you'd humble a Kuchiki Lord,
You've but to come by us,
So come on and try us!
With prices that all can afford!
We've a first-class assortment of weirdos,
And for causing a horrible mess
With effects that are classed as horrendous
There's nowhere you'd want to go less!
We're stocked to the rafters with oddities,
And if you should want training with style,
We keep an undoubted expert (who's myself)
Who can give it to you with a smile!
For I can cut you down
With a wink or a frown,
Slash you to quiddities,
Toy with morbidities,
Chain you with paradox,
Dress you in girly frocks,
Rip out your living soul
And dump you down a hole - and dump you down a hole;
Turn you all inside out,
Mess your chi flow about,
Bring out your Hollow side,
Make you wish you had died,
Sell you for forty pence,
Mock your cute innocence,
And, if you want it, I
Am a yaoi-fancier with hot sex on the sly, oh!
My name's Urahara (expelled),
I'm a dealer in magic and spells,
In gigai and stupas
And magic bazookas,
In prophecies, beatdowns, and knells.
If you want to be trained with a sword,
If you'd humble a Kuchiki Lord,
You've but to come by us,
So come on and try us!
With prices that all can afford!
(poses with fan)
(Nor am I commenting on the fact that I might have bought some if they'd had the sort I was looking for.)
The weather's been close and surprisingly hot most of the day; no actual rainstorms (yet), though a couple of light sprinkles. If it is going to rain, I hope that it gets it out of the way tomorrow while I don't have to go anywhere in it.
Must vacuum tomorrow. Things to do. Hate vacuuming. So noisy and so boring and so annoying.
---
(to the tune of My Name Is John Wellington Wells from The Sorcerer)
URAHARA :
Oh! my name's Urahara (expelled),
I'm a dealer in magic and spells,
In gigai and stupas
And magic bazookas,
In prophecies, beatdowns, and knells.
If you want to be trained with a sword,
If you'd humble a Kuchiki Lord,
You've but to come by us,
So come on and try us!
With prices that all can afford!
We've a first-class assortment of weirdos,
And for causing a horrible mess
With effects that are classed as horrendous
There's nowhere you'd want to go less!
We're stocked to the rafters with oddities,
And if you should want training with style,
We keep an undoubted expert (who's myself)
Who can give it to you with a smile!
For I can cut you down
With a wink or a frown,
Slash you to quiddities,
Toy with morbidities,
Chain you with paradox,
Dress you in girly frocks,
Rip out your living soul
And dump you down a hole - and dump you down a hole;
Turn you all inside out,
Mess your chi flow about,
Bring out your Hollow side,
Make you wish you had died,
Sell you for forty pence,
Mock your cute innocence,
And, if you want it, I
Am a yaoi-fancier with hot sex on the sly, oh!
My name's Urahara (expelled),
I'm a dealer in magic and spells,
In gigai and stupas
And magic bazookas,
In prophecies, beatdowns, and knells.
If you want to be trained with a sword,
If you'd humble a Kuchiki Lord,
You've but to come by us,
So come on and try us!
With prices that all can afford!
(poses with fan)
