Talk:Professor Steven Boxleitner/@comment-208.32.21.143-20121125051929/@comment-208.32.21.143-20121127054641

Me: Yeah, this IS getting confusing! *looks suspiciously at MQ, who shrugs* Maybe if you'd stop zapping us with your question marks you might get some cookies!

MQ: Why would I want– *pauses* ...Which kind... do you have?

Me: Banana, strawberry, aaand mango-pineapple.

MQ (and everyone else): What?

Me: I'm quoting, okay? I was quoting.

WG: Well you're not very good with the quoting.

Me: I don't care what– okay, actually I do care, and have you noticed how far off subject we are?

Narrator: I've noticed that you just can't stop writing random parts to this story that have nothing to do with anything.

Me: Hey! ...Wait, nothing to do with anything? That means it is in no way related to anything else, which means I technically had to say nothing in order to do that. But even if I said 'nothing', then I'd be saying something, which wouldn't really be true because I didn't say 'something', I said–

WG: Okay, alright, enough rambling please.

Me: Oh, right. What were we talking about?

MQ: Why are you asking me?

Me: I... wasn't.

MQ: How do I know?

Me: Um, no idea... *puzzled look*

MQ: *sighs frustratedly* Do you realize how hard it is to come up with a question that makes sense in response to EVERYTHING? Don't you think it might be hard? Bewildering? Confusing?

Me: Um... ???

WG: Okay, guys! First things first, Huggy!

CHF: Squeak...

WG: Yes, I was about to say you shouldn't have eaten all the cookies and the cheesecake. Next, Doc?

DTB and SB: Yes?

WG: I meant Prof. Boxleitner. Are the cookies or cheesecakes done yet?

SB: *in kitchen* Almost!

WG: Okay, good. Two Brains, would you please just not shoot anything with your ray guns, please? Just for one day? *Li'l Mittens eyes* 9.9

DTB: Ugh... Only if you get these c-c-cats away from here!

LRW: *taps nose, making all the LM copies in the room disappear* There, all done, I've finished my job.

Me: Thanks!

WG: Alright, next on the list. *reads last post* Um, here! *flies up and gives Narrator a cookie*

Narrator: *munches* Mmm, thanks! But where's you get that? The cookies aren't even out of the oven yet!

WG: Plothole, now can you please announce the next part? 9.9

Narrator: Oh, alright. Lets see how Li'l Mittens is doing!

(LM is speedily following Squeaky down he mouse hole)

Squeaky: Squeak! *evil mousy laughter*

LM: Mew! *runs faster*

SQ: Squeak! *scurries faster*

Narrator: What will happen next? Will Li'l Mittens catch and apprehend Squeaky? Or will the evil mouse escape and find a way to steal all of the city's cheese!

DTB: Hey, that's my job!

Narrator: Not for long with Squeaky running loose. Tune in next time, for more of the random adventures of... WordGirl!

~TheLivingMe