It is now 13:15, my school day is officially over. However, as I have a driving lesson 15:00, there really is no point in taking the bus home, staying there for three quarters of an hour, and then heading back to town. I'm therefore stuck at the school library.
Thus.
This thread will serve as a boredom fighter.
Here's a short story:
JEAN LÜC CROIX and THE MEN AT ARMS
Jean-Lüc Croix, origin: Belgium, wandered down
the mean streets of Camden. He looked quite silly,
to say the least - he wore a Trilby hat, a Wrestling T-shirt, and a pair of brilliant, black trousers. The drug dealers and pub owners disliked him, the gold miners and the carrot eaters loved him. Jean-Lüc Croix worked as a lookalike. The good thing about Jean-Lüc was that he could turn into the spitting image of every person in the Universe. Therefore, people often hired him to
become their lookalike. Today, Jean-Lüc was Norbert Twain, stand-up comedian. And he was now on his way to the local pub (The Lion's Share and the Foolish Old Lemonhead), where he was to star in a one-man show. Jean-Lüc noticed he was late, so he ran to the pub, and entered. The pub was full of people, anticipating a great show from the acknowledged comedian Norbert Twain. When
Jean-Lüc went on stage, he was met with massive applause. Jean-Lüc grabbed the microphone. "Hi," he muttered. More applause. "I am a member of the Labour Party," Norbert said. "And I'm so tired of introducing myself as 'Norbert Twain, comedian and member of the Labour Party'. I would like to
introduce myself as 'Nobbie Twain, funniest man alive, and erected member of the Labour Party!" The audience went silent. Noone laughed. Jean-Lüc continued: "D'you know what the difference between Spice Girls and a car is? The Spice Girls
have sold millions of records worldwide, but the car is a way of transport. Hahahaha. And what indeed is the difference between Richard III and the city of Berlin? There are no differences!!" Jean-Lüc cracked lousy jokes for one more hour.
No one laughed at his jokes, except for the guy in the corner who wore a "We kill whales 4 fun" T-shirt and had pink hair. Instead of laughing, the crowd threw beetroots and tomatoes at
Jean-Lüc, and called him rude names. It was a terrible night for both Jean-Lüc and the audience.
A picture of Covent Garden was on the front page of The Sun the next day. The headline was: "Considerable Amounts Slow Down Marketing System Operator Five John Corrupt".
Thus.
This thread will serve as a boredom fighter.
Here's a short story:
JEAN LÜC CROIX and THE MEN AT ARMS
Jean-Lüc Croix, origin: Belgium, wandered down
the mean streets of Camden. He looked quite silly,
to say the least - he wore a Trilby hat, a Wrestling T-shirt, and a pair of brilliant, black trousers. The drug dealers and pub owners disliked him, the gold miners and the carrot eaters loved him. Jean-Lüc Croix worked as a lookalike. The good thing about Jean-Lüc was that he could turn into the spitting image of every person in the Universe. Therefore, people often hired him to
become their lookalike. Today, Jean-Lüc was Norbert Twain, stand-up comedian. And he was now on his way to the local pub (The Lion's Share and the Foolish Old Lemonhead), where he was to star in a one-man show. Jean-Lüc noticed he was late, so he ran to the pub, and entered. The pub was full of people, anticipating a great show from the acknowledged comedian Norbert Twain. When
Jean-Lüc went on stage, he was met with massive applause. Jean-Lüc grabbed the microphone. "Hi," he muttered. More applause. "I am a member of the Labour Party," Norbert said. "And I'm so tired of introducing myself as 'Norbert Twain, comedian and member of the Labour Party'. I would like to
introduce myself as 'Nobbie Twain, funniest man alive, and erected member of the Labour Party!" The audience went silent. Noone laughed. Jean-Lüc continued: "D'you know what the difference between Spice Girls and a car is? The Spice Girls
have sold millions of records worldwide, but the car is a way of transport. Hahahaha. And what indeed is the difference between Richard III and the city of Berlin? There are no differences!!" Jean-Lüc cracked lousy jokes for one more hour.
No one laughed at his jokes, except for the guy in the corner who wore a "We kill whales 4 fun" T-shirt and had pink hair. Instead of laughing, the crowd threw beetroots and tomatoes at
Jean-Lüc, and called him rude names. It was a terrible night for both Jean-Lüc and the audience.
A picture of Covent Garden was on the front page of The Sun the next day. The headline was: "Considerable Amounts Slow Down Marketing System Operator Five John Corrupt".
