Monday, August 9, 2010
Chapter Eighteen (In which a plot may be trying to claw its way back from the void Shmeyer has banished it to)
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Chapter Seventeen (in which baseball is more or less played)
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Chapter Fifteen (which I would refer to as 'Family Matters', but then people might expect humor)
Monday, July 26, 2010
Chapter Thirteen (or, Love Frolics in a Scenic Meadow)
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Toast Patrol Strikes Back!
Forrest Gumption: This is the headliner on badtaxidermy.com.
Mr. Dr. Toasty: As an aspiring taxidermist, I now aspire to this.
Pither: "Nertz to you, Bell, I CAN FLY, I'M KING OF THE WORLD"
Forrest Gumption: Kinda looks like Peter Pan.
Forrest Gumption: Sparkles with pixie dust, too.
Mr. Dr. Toasty: The fruitiness has finally become too much. Even Bella can't look.
Forrest Gumption: Does anyone else think he looks like Rocket J Squirrel?
Pither: He looks stupid, does that count?
Pither: I think it counts.
Mr. Dr. Toasty: That is quite similar to Rocky's worried face.
Pither: It counts.
Mr. Dr. Toasty: I DEMAND BELLA BE A MOOSE.
Forrest Gumption: So, this is early the next morning, when Bella returns the bountiful bladder bath.
Mr. Dr. Toasty: Eh?
Forrest Gumption: It's the pee happens.
Mr. Dr. Toasty: Ah.
Pither: I thought vampires can only be out at night.
Mr. Dr. Toasty: Not if they get peed on.
Pither: Oh.
Pither: Well I guess that stands to reason.
Mr. Dr. Toasty: In light of the new concerns about sunscreen, I think we can all learn something from this.
Pither: SPF 97898
Mr. Dr. Toastyt: Is that a zip code, or do you know the exact protection rating of Bella's pee?
Forrest Gumption: It's a complex metaphor constructed by Stephenie Meyer to emphasise they're spiritual bond through a simple act of good 'ol fashioned territory markings.
Forrest Gumption: Oh no, I've used the worn their!!!!
Forrest Gumption: Wrong
Forrest Gumption: My god
Forrest Gumption: I think........ I may be writing at Twilight caliber after all these years :(
Friday, July 16, 2010
A New Toast Patrol
Forrest Gumption: Is that an antenna?
ToastyLeader: Now it's time to play a fill-in-the-blank game-- 'Edward just realized that__'
Forrest Gumption: HE'S A FRIGGIN ROBOT!
Forrest Gumption: And someone left his emotion switch set to 'did i leave the oven on?'
Pither: Bella is a man.
Forrest Gumption: Bella is clearly a sweater.
Forrest Gumption: And Edward is Carlton Banks.
Pither: Bella has a food baby.
Pither: He has exactly 22 teeth.
Pither: The lupus was hiding all along.
Pither: Those aren't the twilights he was looking for.
Pither: He has two arrows jutting out of his back.
Forrest Gumption: I think this is actually an intimate photo from the wedding night and she's trying to comfort Edward by telling him 'It happens to lots of guys.'
Forrest Gumption: The evidence is there!
ToastyLeader: And yet she looks unconvinced...
Forrest Gumption: I'm just forming a hypotenuse.