We're Still Here

Yeah, yeah...I know. It's been close to 2 months since we posted that we would be back, and we haven't posted since. Life's been kicked into the fast lane over the last few months for myself and my dear Choozie. Between work and vacations, we've both been pretty damn busy. That said, this blog will never go away. We're still here and we'll be back to posting regularly soon. I don't know how soon is, but it's soon. If not a proper post/story, expect another one of these reminders. :p

Live long, prosper, may the force be forceful and no one touch Banana Nosey's Choonkeh Moonkeh!

Our Regular Broadcasted Programs Shall Resume Soon

For anyone wondering just why Chooz 'n' Pooz have stopped posting for the last few weeks, there have been a number of personal occurrences (sorry, none of your beeswax!) that have occurred, but nonetheless, all of the family is still here and as strong as ever. :) The second my darling Chooz has time, we're promising you a simultaneous writing of two stories from the both of us that will kick us back into high gear...or whatever the term is. :p Fret not, we have not forgotten you, friends.

On behalf of everyone at Polka Dot Bunny Rabbit, we shall see you soon!

Live long with the force prospering on the mother who said "Life is like a box of Cornettos". \V/

Pewz

This is a message from Banana Nosey

ONLY I LEFITAYT KENNOT DO DAT MISTUR CHEWEEEEEEEEEH~~!

Pudis respekt da rules of da assosiyashun. Dis is da copy rited material trademark feeties of da Nosey. Tenk u.

-Nosey da Banana

Yes indeed...

I just had a feeling this needs to be said...

THEY SHOULD MAKE ME A DISNEY SUPERSTAR BECAUSE I'M THAT AWESOME

just kidding....THEY SHOULD MAKE ME SUPERSTAR OF THE ENTIRE WORLD AND I SHALL RULE WITH AN IRON CACTUS IN ONE HAND AND A FLUFFY POOPING BUNNY IN THE OTHER!!!!!!!!!

/rant.

Pooz says: No "...and my adoring lovable husband ov Death, Destruction and Eternal Suffering"? MAAAAASHI!

Chooz says: You shall be jester of the kingdom of Doom. The King Princess Hors Chooz has decided.  

Lord Furry Butt the Hors

[The previous caption was deemed inappropriate by one Banana Nosey]

Dees ees experiment #11

Once upon a time in a land far far away, there lived a big strong hors. A legendary hors. A hors known to all the horses of all ages and horses yet to come. A hors called Lord Furry Butt.

Lord Furry Butt was a beautiful brown hors. He had beautiful black hair and a tail that was so furry and silky that people gave him the name "Furry Butt". Lord Furry Butt lived in the kingdom of Starry Pumpkins and was in charge of the kingdom's army. Yes sir, he was a noble knight lord. And the best part was he wasn't the stuck up kind. He was a very humble Lord and the most famous and loved among the horses of Starry Pumpkins.

As strong and brave Lord Furry Butt was, he had one weakness. A weakness that might one day put him in grave danger. Lord Furry Butt has kept it a secret and refused to let anyone know about this weakness, and he wanted it to stay that way. If the people of Starry Pumpkins and the King knew of this, It would probably be the end of him. You see, ever since Lord Furry Butt was a wee little hors, he liked to play outside with his brother, Sire Lancehors (Famous for his great golden hair). They would gallop for miles and miles out in the fields, till they reach the glistening river of ribbons, that would flow with cool water day and night. No one knew where that water came from, where it started, where it ended. Some people say it comes from the skies, others say it goes around the world in a constant never ending loop. But no one knew where that water came from. Lord Furry Butt and Sire Lancehors loved to go there. They would relax after a long gallop and sip the cool water, eat apples off the apple tree near by...it was heaven.

One day, the brothers were off to their daily gallop they loved. Sire Lacehors felt something was not right that day. He had a feeling something was going to happen. Sire Lancehors went to his brother Lord Furry Butt and told him they should stay home today. Lord Furry Butt found that odd and asked him why. Sire Lancehors said that he had a bad feeling, but Lord Furry Butt was not convinced. Being the brave hors he is, he managed to convince his brother that nothing would happen, and it was all in his head. After all, they have been going there every day for the past 2 years. What's the worst that could happen. Off the brothers went, galloping through the fields till they got to the river. As usual, they grabbed an apple and started munching. Little did Lord Furry Butt know that Sire Lancehors was right. Sire Lancehors was still a bit uneasy, despite his attempts to relax and get it out of his head. He could smell smoke. But where was it coming from. He looked around and could see nothing. He was sure he could smell something, and so he asked Lord Furry Butt if he could smell it too. He couldn't. The day went by and it was time to go home. As the two horses galloped back, Lord Furry Butt could finally smell it. The closer they got to their home, the stronger the smell. And there it was. They could see the black smoke rising up in the clear blue sky. The horses galloped as fast as they could, praying that there was no one home. They galloped for what seemed like an eternity, till they finally got there.

Their house was on fire.

Lord Furry Butt and Sire Lancehors started shouting out and calling their mother and father and their little sister but no one answered. Lord Furry Butt being the brave little hors he was dashed into the house out of nowhere and went inside, with Sire Lancehors looking at him in terror. Lord Furry Butt was inside, the fire was eating up everything in the house they grew up in. Everything. The ceiling was falling and Lord Furry Butt almost got hit by a flaming plank of wood. He went through all the rooms and there was no one there, and as much as it bothered him thinking, but there were no bodies lying around either. They must have left. Lord Furry Butt felt relieved for a split second, up to the point where he had to figure out how to leave. You see, when he jumped into the house, he broke one of the walls and it collapsed behind him. There was no way out that he knew off and he was trapped inside. Lord Furry Butt started going around looking for a window or a wall he could break through, but it had all collapsed trapping him inside. Nevertheless he kept looking for a way out. The smoke was starting to get thicker and Lord Furry Butt was starting to get dizzy. And then it happened. He heard Sire Lancehors scream out his name, and something to his right exploded.

That's all he remembers.

He woke up with his mother, father, brother and sister all around him, so happy to see him finally open his eyes. They were all ok and Lancehors jumped in and dragged Lord Furry Butt to safety before the whole house collapsed. Ever since then, Lord Furry Butt is afraid of fire. Not because he was hurt, but the fear of losing his family that night was more than enough.

Lord Furry Butt was doing his daily walk around the kingdom of Starry Pumpkins and came across a little girl hors who was so adorable, wearing her little dress and playing with some dolls, pretending they were fighting. Lord Furry Butt went to her and asked her why she was not combing their hair and dressing them up like all the other little horses. She said she wanted to grow up and be just like him. Lord Furry Butt was so happy he teared up, and became friends with this little hors. He would see her every day, and buy her something yummy just to see the smile on her face. She loved him like a father.

One day, Lord Furry Butt decided to take little hors back to her home, since he was done early and had time to spare. The little hors refused, and Lord Furry Butt found it very strange. Why wouldn't she want him to meet her parents. He did not pressure the little hors, and let her go. Little did she know that he was following her back home. The little hors walked and walked till she reached a little shed, enough to fit a small little hors like her, closed the door and stayed there all night. It then hit him. She had no parents. She was living alone. She would wake up and go to the same place and play with her toys in the same dress, then go back home. Lord Furry Butt was heart broken and felt sorry for the little hors. He decided to adopt her as his own little hors child. She was the happiest little hors, and so was he. Her name was Becca.

It's not that Becca had a habit of treating "strangers" kindly, but it had been so long that she had company by parental figures, but Becca grew fond of Lord Furry Butt instantly. To his credit...sheesh, what a fellow he was (and is)! Becca worshiped the furry one and he himself loved Becca with every inch of his heart. While he would watch her grow up, second by second, she would bring the child out of his lordship and remind him of days long gone. They would sit at the breakfast table, flinging food at each other. They would gallop in the fields trying to trip each other, Lord Furry Butt would jokingly ask Becca to carry him on her teensy shoulders. They would trap tiny bugs in containers as their collection grew larger and Lord Furry Butt would even teach her how to handle fire as that was the one thing he couldn't help with if the shower water was too cold or Becca needed to bake a cake, etc. While the lord was still a stern father figure, he gave Becca the most beautiful childhood a little one could ask for. She grew up just like her loving...father; kind, humble and loved by everyone.

As Becca grew and was able to go farther away from home, Lord Furry Butt would take her out to the famous local "human" shows. They loved watching as circuses came and went, getting to know more and more species of animals. There was only one problem. These misunderstood animals were of such kindhearted souls and had been victims of such cruel treatment over the years. It was heartbreaking. Instead of wanting to join the circus like the rest of the kids Becca's age, she wanted to do something else. One day she confronted her dad and told him of her plan. She wanted to free the poor animals and give them sanctuary in Starry Pumpkins, where they could forever live and work in peace and harmony. While a noble idea, Lord Furry Butt explained to his daughter that there would be repercussions for such a move. It was illegal and would cause uproar in the world, possibly starting a war!

Becca being in her early teens would have none of this nonsense. Starting to get into her angsty, rebellious phase, Becca would consult her friends (including Lancehors' son, "Blaques Jacques", a few of the friendly beavers, ducks and a wild one-eyed parrot) and they would devise the greatest plan of all time: Project: Save the Circus.

On that faithful night, Becca would kiss her dad and tell him not to worry. She and the gang would be right back after the circus. The gang would leave the kingdom's safe walls and venture out in the darkness until they reached the circus. They bought their tickets, watched the show and during the grand finale, Becca would give the signal. At that very second, the ducks started screaming in shock, pretending there was a wild forest fire. That in turn distracted the security as the beavers stole the keys to the backstage lock-down and the parrot explained the situation to the captive animals, leading them out to meet Becca and Blagues Jacques. Everything went according to plan, unbelievably and security and the officials had absolutely no clue what happened. Thus any problems with Starry Pumpkins had been alleviated.

There was only one problem though. Lord Furry Butt had been informed that there was a forest fire! All hell broke loose as the furry one did not hesitate to don his armor and galloped out alone to save his precious daughter. On the way there, he saw it. The night sky was gorgeous and dark and along the horizon, the flickering reds and yellows of a fire. Lord Furry Butt got closer and closer until he was at the scene of the destruction, only to find...what? Becca, the gang and the entire circus crew were sitting around a fire, singing the hymns of ancient Starry Pumpkins battles and barbequing vegetables. The entire world stopped as Lord Furry Butt's deep, threatening "BEEEEECCAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!" was heard all over the countryside. Becca, cowering in fear would have her ear pulled by daddy as he dragged her aaaaaaaaall the way back to Starry Pumpkins, punishing her for the next six months, while at the same time commending her for going out of her way to help others. Becca surely had that sacred Butt blood in her, while also having a new-found respect for her dad, who could not just dish out punishment when needed, but also stood his worst fear in the face to make sure his daughter was in no harm.

As it turned out, none of the animals that were part of the circus were under legal contracts, and were all threatened and forced to work there else their families would be hurt. Becca had done a very good thing. After her (rightful) punishment for defying her father's word was lifted 6 months later, Becca would be knighted as Her Greatness the Knight Princess Becca Hors Butt in supreme fashion, at a banquette dinner in her honor, and subsequently all the escapees would indeed be given a new start at life in Starry Pumpkins.

Years later, Lord Furry Butt was still one proud father and Becca was all grown up. They would spend their nights drinking their favorite non-alcoholic ale of the "Buster" brand and reminiscing the glory days. They'd tell stories of both their childhoods and talk about how they would give their lives to protect Starry Pumpkins, finding Becca a noble knight to wed and tell each other how precious they are to each other, never forgetting that one special night when Becca became a member of the Butt family. Oh...and they'd mock Blaque Jaques endlessly for having such a stupid name. What a STUPID name!!!

The nights were still young, and so were they...as they always will be. Forever.

 May the force live long and prosper \V/

EDITOR'S NOTE: The story above is the first story collaboration between Chooz and Pooz and certainly won't be the last. Marked that down somewhere. This is much more special than you can imagine. Hope you love it as much as we both do!

The Story of Mickey

Shine bright like a....ermmm, nevermind!

Dees ees experiment #10

Ladies and germs, today we bring you an abridged history of one of the more quiet members of our wonderful family...Mickey Monkey. You rarely hear about our little friend, but you'd be surprised to know that he probably has the most colorful background of all our family right from his humble start, to where he is right here and now. Strap yourselves in, because this is one hell of a ride!

Mickey was born to a poor family in Bangalore (no one's really sure of where he comes from though). His father worked day and night to secure enough money for Mickey's school tuition, while his mother slaved hard behind a computer every day until her masterpiece, Tetris, had been completed.

Before the Monkeys (that's their family name) became became multi-millionaires, Mickey was old enough to audition for the first season of American Idol (do not question me...this is in chronological order, no matter what you believe). He came in second place, only beaten by Godzilla's nephew. People say Godzilla had wasta, and thus his nephew won...but forget that. Mickey thought his dreams were over and he wouldn't be able to take care of his family, but while his mother's video game became a worldwide success, Mickey too was in for a bit of luck.

You see, Corpsegrinder of Cannibal Corpse fame, would hear Mickey on American Idol and before he himself became the lead vocalist of Cannibal Corpse, he recommended Mickey. Mickey would indeed replace Chris Barnes to become the lead vocalist of Cannibal Corpse. With him securing such a coveted position and his mommy become the "Queen of Nintendo & Beyond", there was no stopping the Monkeys. Oh yeah...Cannibal Corpse? While their first album with Mickey, "Torn, Tattered and Rotten (Banana Skins)" was a runaway success, their extensive touring was taking a toll on Mickey. He was starting to miss his family and girlfriend. Yes, Minnie. Her name was Minnie. Not by coincidence. The final nails in the coffin were the lukewarm reviews of Cannibal Corpse's final album with Mickey; Banana Split, which was criticized because of Mickey's vocals "losing their spark". The Banana had indeed...split, and Mickey was out of there. Corpsegrinder took over for Mickey and would go on to become Cannibal Corpse's vocalist to this day.

Mickey and Minnie got married soon after he retired from the world of death metal, but being married was no easy feat and Mickey had to keep a steady income...because banana's ain't cheap, son. Mickey soon became the 5th Ghostbuster. Unfortunately his contract was specific to the job itself and thus Mickey could not partake in any of the movies, comics, or well...anything apart from the job himself. Though Mickey loved (and still does) busting ghosts, it just wasn't fair to him...the others were getting the recognition he deserved. Having had enough of everyone using him and taking credit for his work, Mickey hung up his Ecto-Containment Unit and looked elsewhere for work.

While Grandma Monkey (yes, Mickey has kids now :)) travelled the world, giving seminars on how to create games without in-app purchases, she met a very special student. His name was Howie D. While new to the world of video games, Howie was known around the world for something else...The Backstreet Boys. With Mickey's musical background proving a rock solid foundation...let's just say: Wasta here, connections there, joining the group,  albums, money, friendships, alcohol, failed friendships, no money, no albums, everyone but Mickey leaving the group...Mickey became "The Backstreet Boy". Naturally, the sold-out concerts were a thing of the past and the BSB(oy) was singing in front of tens in dirty, smelly pubs. Mickey was done with singing. For good.

Mickey, having met Hulk Hogan previously in one of those pubs, was able to secure the Hulkster's number. Out of work for a few months, Mickey's last resort was to...yes, call the Hulkster. Hulk Hogan was out of the WWF for a couple of years and in WCW, fans were starting to find him lame. Something needed to be done. Along with Diesel (Kevin Nash) and Razor Ramon (Scott Hall), Hulk Hogan had the plan of a lifetime. It was Bash at the Beach '96. Hulk Hogan did the unthinkable. He turned in the yellow and red for black and white. HE TURNED HIS BACK ON THE FANS! That faithful night was the night the nWo was born...and Mickey was introduced as the 4th member. The world was his for the taking. A few months in, he beat The Giant (now Big Show) to become the World Heavyweight Champion, spraypainted the nWo logo on the belt and like I said...took over the world. With Hall, Nash and Hogan by his side, nothing could stop the nWo. Oh, really? Yeah, well...stupid WCW writers sure as hell did. After a successful run for 2 years, anyone and everyone had become part of the nWo, and no one...yep...cared anymore. Neither did Mickey. He hung up his tights, left WCW and that move ALONE was the demise of the entire company. The next night, Shane McMahon (Vince McMahon's son) appeared on WCW TV, shocking the entire world with the news that he himself (and not his dad) had bought WCW...and the rest is history.

Mickey's next job would prove to be his most valuable. A Ghostbuster, professional wrestler, lead singer of a death metal band, a one man boy band...Mickey could only go down from here, right? Nope! Airport Security. Yes, you read that right...Mickey became a security guard in Jordan. I'm dead serious...and yes, this was his best job. EVER! Why you ask? Well, alright...I'll tell you. After years there, with the perfect income, it was one special day. A loving couple, by the names of Chooz and Pooz were in that very airport. Mickey was doing rounds in the Duty Free section. It was no more than one glimpse of her eye...Chooz wanted Mickie. Why? Not only had Mickey become known all over the world for his accomplishments, he was also known to be the best damn guard in the history of guarding. Choozie, with her loving husband in hand, met Mickey. They secretly asked him to become their Protector of Hearts. You see, on the 26th of September 2010, Chooz and Pooz exchaned hearts. Chooz's heart resides in Pooz's chest, and Pooz's heart is right there in Choozie's chest. To make sure the balance of the entire universe was kept, they needed a guardian to keep those hearts safe in their rightful places. A protector...Protector of Hearts. Mickey.

And there you have it, folks! The quiet one has quite the story to tell, eh? From that day till now, Mickey has been right here taking care of and loving Chooz and Pooz's hearts. He found the perfect job, they found the perfect guardian. Every once in a while, Mickey looks back at the trials he's been through and thanks that lovable, crazy couple for "saving him" and they thank and love him for his hard work and dedication.

We love you Mickey. Always. <3

May the force live long and prosper \V/

A Tribute to Us

Dees ees experiment #9

My dear Chooz. I love you baby. I wanted to try something a little different today for our amazing blog. While I would've normally sent it to you over Skype, what I've written today...from my heart (as always)...it just can't be contained in a small window. This is for you and only you, but if you're out there reading this and you're not Chooz...seriously, take a look into the world we call "ours". I'm proud of it. I know Chooz is too. Baby, I lachoo. I hope you love this:

*sitting at his laptop, sammehpoo looks at the time to see it's 6:15pm. choozie's hairy monki's had a rough night, so he got some rest in the afternoon and is staring blanky at his screen. he sees his darling's skype window and keeps eyeing the "Video Call" button hoping his love would come online. He misses her dearly and every second she's away, sammehpoo can't help but let his mind wander. He thinks about the day they added each other onto MSN on the 16th of May 2010 and how he thought "Chooz" was a guy. Sammehpoo remembers that day like it was yesterday. It would've been weird had Chooz turned out to be a guy, 'coz Sammehpoo distinctly remembers always being fond of this Chooz. Never in his wildest dreams would he imagine that behind that hacker alias would be the woman of his dreams. Sammehpoo sits here typing a story for the love of his life with the biggest smile on his face. He also remembers the couple of times they watched America's Got Talent together, something they would continue to do (albeit not AGT) to this very day with WWE Raw, New Girl, Bob's Burgers, Game of Thrones and he takes a deep breath remembering the very first time he held his love in his arms while watching The Big Bang Theory. Chooz took Sammehpoo into her world and to this day, there hasn't been an episode they've missed. Sammehpoo recalls sitting awake at nights while his love wasn't here, watching all the episodes of Big Bang and distinctly remembers how he was just itching all over to tell her "There's something very unsettling about Fawlty Towers". Life has been fantastic for these two lovebirds over the years. While some may look at the time they've spent apart and wonder what it would've been had they been together every day for that entire time, Sammehpoo and undoubtedly Chooz look at those days, and find them remarkable. Each one holding memories that would last a lifetime. Whether it's getting kicked in the face by Banana Nosey, pounded by Balloon, watching Jiggles go insane when Big Show would show up on screen...it's insane how special the times they've had were. Waking up at 4 in the morning to...ermmm...let out a little steam, spending day after day screaming, shouting, crying and regretting the most idiotic and pathetic things ever said when they argue, finding Chooz here with Sammehpoo's screen on as she watches a movie on her side...with Sammehpoo running across buttnaked, watching the little "Chooz is writing..." message go away on MSN as Sammehpoo's heartbeat soared higher than ever (to find Chooz say "yes, sammunch")...my God...what a journey it's been. As it hits 6:30, sammehpoo holds in his hand his pendant. Engraved in it, "Fire" and "26". He holds it tight and kisses it. He looks out into the window and envisions a world in which Chooz and her Pooz are side by side from the moment they wake up to the very second they fall asleep in each others arms. While it is indeed a different world from the one they live in now and will undoubtedly bring them the best days of their lives, sammehpoo takes in one final deep breath and reads over this story, smiling as the perfect tribute to the last 986 days (from September 26, 2010) comes to a close...with nothing but hope, faith, love and foreverness in their life together in the upcoming days, months and years. Always*

Yes, there are typos. Yes, the punctuation's all funky and yes, the font is ugly...but the above is precisely what I've been looking at in Notepad and doing for the last few months, and by God...I love it and I wouldn't change a thing. I love us and I wouldn't change a thing. Sweetie, you're the best thing to ever happen to me and I'll forever be your Pooz, your Eggsalad, your Me(w)mew, your Shinky and your Sammunch...from life until death takes me. I lachoo sweetheart. Forever and a day. Always. <3

 May the force live long and prosper \V/

The Story of Buster

There's more to this guy than meets the eye.
(Buster says: Don't listen to him. I AM A MAN! I HAVE A BEARD!)

Dees ees experiment #8

Today is a special day, for it is the day of the blue noseys. Not the Banana Noseys, but the animals blessed with the blue noseys. Bustiw. Buster, Bustuh or Bustiw wasn't always the mischievous blue-nosed snow leopard he is today. Naturally, he's always been a snow leopard...but the events mentioned hereunder recall a time that led to our little buddy becoming the notteh little creature he is today.

Buster, the friendly snow leopard, spent the majority of his days sipping non-alcoholic ale and eating Cheetos on his porch in the Antarctic. The non-existent setting sun would be his very own paradise as he'd sit there, listening to his favorite Killswitch Engage albums and watch the various, beautiful Milky Ways take over the night sky. Buster would usually spend his days waking up at the crack of dawn, working out for a few hours and then setting off to work. Buster worked at the local frozen pond. It was his job to crack the ice with his replica "Triple H" sledgehammer and then fish for...fish to feed the town; himself.

You see, Buster, originally slated to be the first snow leopard on the moon, decided he wanted to visit his hometown before leaving Earth for good, fell in love with it and decided to live there, secluded, in the hope that he would find true love.

Anyways, where were we? Oh yes...back to work. It was a morning Buster would never forget. He had spent the morning working on his deltoids. After an insane workout routine, Buster took a warm shower and spent the remainder of his morning playing video games until it was time to go to work. Buster arrived at the docks, pulled out his sledgehammer and began to pound at "his spot" until it busted open. Grabbing his baitbox and fishing rod, Buster set up his stuff and threw in the line into the open space. As "A Tribute to the Fallen" blasted in the background, Buster killed time by headbanging, until finally...his line caught something. Buster quickly turned down the music and raced to the rod. Starting to reel it in and in, Buster could see the outline of fish. Excited for today's meal, Buster kept reeling in until...oh my God...4 fishes. Buster's eyes widened as he couldn't believe his feat of strength and then dragged the fishes out of the pond and onto land. That workout must've done him good! He quickly threw the fishes into his cooler and then decided that enough was enough, and so started to pack his stuff up.

That's when it happened. A gorgeous white female snow leopard appeared out of nowhere. She was visibly tired, hungry and on her last feet as she crawled towards Buster. Buster, the gentleman he is, quickly ran up to her, dragging his coolbox. He put her against it and gave her a swig of his ale. He then wrapped her up in his special blanket and started to immediately set up a fire to feed her. Little did he know that our little female friend was quite the mischievous one. She quickly pounced into the coolbox, grabbed 3 of the 4 fishes and then sprinted away into the distance.

Buster, dazed and confused, set after her, running between trees, fallen logs, fishbones from his past meals and rocks. All of a sudden, the female stops. She says "I'm only kidding!" as Buster walks closer and closer to her. "You can have your fish back". Buster, ever the polite little leopard he is, says "It's fine. You can have them". The female smiles and says "You're not like the others". Buster learns about her history, how she grew up being beaten by her abusive father and brothers. How every single home she moved to was worse than the next. He learnt everything about her...but her name. She didn't have one.

As days and days passed by, Buster and the unnamed leopard would become closer and closer. Buster would wake up in the morning and fetch her breakfast. They would workout together, she would become Buster's favorite employee and they would keep each other warm at night. There was only one problem. This leopard liked teasing Buster. Whether it was stealing his bait before he'd go fishing, taunting him with the last piece of fish, sticking his fingers in warm water while he slept and even sticking her butt in his face during Buster's more impatient moments, she liked playing with him. With a spirit like that of a child, Buster would interpret it as playground love...she liked him. Buster himself had that special feeling in his gut. This wasn't any ordinary snow leopard. He knew she was the one. He wanted to be with her forever. He...he wanted to take her to the moon.

On that faithful day, it finally happpened. As Buster and his unnamed love were playfully fishing, Buster knelt down on one knee. "Will you marry me?" he asked. The unnamed leopard jumped up into the air and began to cry. It was the happiest day of her life! She wrapped her arms around Buster and said "Yes! Yes Buster, I will!" Buster couldn't contain himself. He too jumped up into the air with the cheesiest "YAHOOOOOOOOOOOO!" ever screamed out as he and...his love held each other. Buster gazed deep into her eyes and as they came closer than ever, they rubbed their noses against each other.

What happened next was the stuff of legends. As they stared at each other in disbelief, Buster and the female leopard's noses turned blue. They knew it then and there. It was destiny. It was written in the "Book of the Leopard" that only when two leopard's who were born to be together...be together, their noses would turn blue. A side-effect of that? Their souls would split in half and join the other half to become one.

The Milkyways, the Killswitch Engage albums, the ale, blankets, fishing and non-existent sunsets? Never would Buster experience all of that alone. For he had found his true love. Together forever, always by each other's side, Buster and his wife would spend the best days of their lives.

And that ladies and gentlemen...is how Buster became the naughty bundle of bundles he is, and how his nose became blue. Amazing stuff, eh?

Oh, am I forgetting something? The name of Buster's wife? "Blue".

May the force live long and prosper \V/

The Story of Scooby

"Yes, the rumors are true. I have a fish on my butt"

Dees ees experiment #7

Sitting with grandpas and grandmas can be fun...sipping a cup of tea under the stars and listening to stories about the old days and how life was so simple back then, how technology never existed and how they had to travel miles just to get some oil for the lamp, otherwise sleep in the dark. Well, Scooby isn't that old, but nevertheless older than everyone in the family. He is regarded as the wise one, but then again, with a name like that it can't be helped.

One of the stories of Scooby the wise, one of my personal favorites at least, is the one when he first learned how to drive. Back in the day, when Scooby the wise was a teenage bear (a very mischievous one) his dream was to ride his dad's car. He would look for the keys everyday, and finally found out that his father would keep them in his bedroom, which was difficult to get in since his mother and father were asleep, and thats the only time when he could get the keys and take it out for a spin. Every day, Scooby the wise would look around and eye his father's keys, which he would usually keep attached onto his belt during the day, and wait for him to slip them onto the table and forget about them so he could take the car for a whirl.

Scooby the wise also had another reason behind his so called "car obsession". There was a girl in his town he was trying to impress...well all the boys were trying to impress her. She was tall, beautiful, gorgeous, and all the boys had a crush on her. Scooby the wise would see her around while running errands for his mother, but never mustered up the courage to ask her name. So he thought: "Maybe if she sees me in this car she would talk to me and not turn me down if I ask her out." Hence his obsession with getting his father's car keys.

One day, Scooby the wise was cleaning out the car (one of his weekly chores) and while on the job, was pretending to drive the car and practicing for when he finally manages to get it and talk to that bird he likes. He dozes off on that hot sunny day and starts day dreaming, with the soapy sponge still in his hand.

Scooby the wise is on the beach, in his blue and white striped shorts on his back on the hot yellow sand. He can hear kids playing around him everywhere with beach balls and making sand castles. Today couldn't get any better. Out of nowhere, he feels someone block his sun, and opens his eyes, only to find the most beautiful bear he has ever seen in his life handing him a glass of freshly squeezed lemonade with some ice and mint. She bends down and gives him a peck on the cheek and lies down on a towel right next to him. He takes a sip of his lemonade and lies back down, closes his eyes and holds her hand, thinking about how beautiful that moment is.

Scooby the wise wakes up to the sound of his father's footsteps and quickly hops out of the car and pretends he was cleaning all along. As he remembers his short but beautiful dream, he can't help but smile. It was perfect and he wouldn't change a thing if it were true. Scooby the wise's father comes and tells him to finish up and hop in to help him run an errand. Scooby the wise does as told and finishes up as fast as he could. On their way to Mr. Shingles, who owns a small hardware store, Scooby the wise sees her. She's right there, and not only that, she was looking at him. She was actually looking at him. He could not believe it, but at the same time he was thinking "don't you dare do anything stupid Scooby, don't you dare ruin this." The pass by her and she kept looking at him till she couldn't see him anymore, then went along talking to her friends on the sidewalk.

Scooby the wise was bored, and thought to himself: "I should go take a nap outside. It's nice under the tree and I could use a good rest after all of today's chores" and so he did. He walked towards one of the trees next to the river side, picked a tree he liked and sat under it's shade. The sound of the river flowing, the birds chirping and the wind whistling gently were perfect. Scooby the wise put his hat down to cover his face from the sun, closed his eyes and fell asleep. Little did he know that he wasn't alone. There was someone following him the whole time. All of a sudden, Scooby the wise hears a sound that wasn't a part of the relaxing noises he enjoyed. He heard the sound of leaves crackling like someone stepped on them. He got up and looked around. There was no one there. Maybe he was just imagining things. He then hears it again. This time even closer. He looks behind him...and there she was. The girl of his dreams.

"Hi" She said, bearing the most beautiful smile.

Her name was Shinkeh.


May the force live long and prosper \V/

Da twoof behind all sleep

Dees ees experiment #6

GOOD NAIT SLEEP TAIT SWEET DREAMS ILL SEE U IN A FEW I LACHOO DUN TOKK TO ME EVA IN UR LAIF MWAH

 May the force live long and prosper \V/

The Story of Luli

"Always"

Dees ees experiment #5

Next up in our line of historical stories, we take a look at the life of a special little teddy bear by the name "Luli". While still the teeniest of babies, her stories is quite possibly the most surprising.

You see, there's one little thing we might have neglected to mention at the end of Banana Nosey's story and that's precisely it...the end. While Banana Nosey was celebrating with his family at the foot of that mountain, a little something was plummeting towards earth from the skies. An adorable little brown something, wearing a yellow something.

Banana Nosey, looking up, notices the falling creature and his first instinct is to fly into the air to save it. As he swoooooshes into the atmosphere, fighting whatever mother nature has to throw at him, he finally reaches the location of this unknown creature.

"GIVE ME YOUR HAND!" Banana Nosey screams as he and...whatever this thing is both plummet to earth. "NEVER!" screams out the creature. "ARE YOU CRAZY? YOU'RE GONNA GET YOURSELF KILLED!" shouts out The Banana as the clouds and the speed of their fall blocks out all sounds. "Hold On!" shouts the mysterious...thing, before...wait, what? Stopping flat in her tracks. As Banana continues falling, he looks up and says "Que?" before stopping himself. He jumps up higher to find out just what the heck is going on.
"You're a teddy bear?" asks The Banana. "NO! I AM LULI!"...Luli shouts. "PREPARE TO DIE ALIEN SCUM!". A confused Banana tries to tell Luli that he's only here to help, but he's stopped in his tracks as she screams "FEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!" and pounds her chest repeatedly like an Irish warrior. Banana, familiar to war cries knows exactly what's happening, but refuses to do his. He takes his defensive position as the Celtic Warrior, Luli starts to throw every more in her repertoire at the poor monkey. All of a sudden, Luli stops moving, peels off her hoodie. Banana's eyes widen as orange flames engulf her entire head. She starts to take in what seems like a never ending breath and then EXHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALE!!! Banana Nosey jumps around, avoiding the pure deathly scorching heat of Luli's "ORRENCH FIYA BREF OV DEF!". Banana Nosey knows not to mess with the power of the little one. He's all too familiar with her school of fighting. Hint: They were both taught the art of fighting in the same dojo. Shhh...don't tell anyone.

Banana lures Luli onto the nearby clouds, zipping around like mad, trying to get her tired. It's not working. She's throwing missed clotheslines and Irish whips at Banana who's hellbent on not laying a single finger on the little one. Luli's had enough. "HAVE AT YOU SCUM!", she shouts. "ENOUGH OF THESE SILLY LITTLE GAMES!" The skies turn black. A white and orange glow surrounds Luli...and Banana. Luli looks at her foe and is confused. She starts to pound her chest and as the sun starts falling to earth, starts to chant "BOW DOWN TO THE..." before she can complete her sentence, Banana shouts out "BROGUE!".

Luli's heart stops. "Brother" she says. Banana Nosey slaps his forehead and says "Finally!". The sun flies right back into the air, the skies are clear, and as Erasure's "Always" plays in the background, Luli and Banana rush at each other in slow motion, for the world's biggest hug. "I promised to never leave you" says Banana as he pats his baby sister on the forehead. "I lachoo" says Luli. "I knew you'd find me in due time. Whoever killed that giant robot assclown couldn't have done a messier job. Those ashes had left me blind for the last hour!". Banana Nosey takes a big gulp in and whistles while tapping his foot. "Silly brother", says Luli. "Always the messy one!". She kisses her big brother on the cheek and says "I'm sorry for attacking you". Banana Nosey caresses his baby sister's head and says "Is aki" and follows it with "I lachoo tooz" as he wraps his arms around her. Finally, Banana Nosey throws the little orange, white, brown and yellow teddy on his shoulders and they zoom around, playing in the atmosphere as the confused sun sets properly for the first time.

Ever since that faithful day, Luli and Banana Nosey have been inseparable. Banana has sworn on his life to protect his baby sister forever, and she has sworn never to reap the wrath of the Irish on her bigger brother ever again. She however has not mentioned anything about hiding his undies...a habit she, until this day, refuses to give up.

May the force live long and prosper \V/

The Story of Chewy

"You will feel THE POOOOOOUNCE!!!"

Dees ees experiment #4:

After skimming through this blog and getting to know more about The Banana and The Jiggler, our family have started requesting we post more about each of their histories. Naturally by that, I don't mean Nosey and Jiggler's history, but the rest of the family. While quite a monumental task at first, it's only natural that their colorful backgrounds are shared with the world. Next up, we learn how the cuddly, adorable Chewy became Chewy.

It was a midsummer's night in Lion Town. A little lion cub sits alone on the porch of his bungalow. In the distance, he notices a fire. The horizon's burning and something's amuck.

A loud scream is heard and the people of Lion Town scatter all over the streets. "HELP! HELP!" The cub recognizes the voice behind the screams. It's his mother. She runs the local bakery. "CHEWSTER! YOUR FATHER...HE'S INJURED!" she screams. It doesn't take a second before Chewster takes off, zipping faster than the sound of light. He's worried, but his emotions can't overtake him. He needs to be strong. He arrives at the scene of the crime. Chewster surveys the area and sees his mother standing outside the bakery, panicking. "Baby, your daddy's inside. They...they stole all of our bread, set the place on fire...your dad...he tried to stop them...I knew we should've fixed that blasted chandelier. It fell on him and knocked him out!" Chewster tells him mommy to step back and he'll take care of things. Afterall, Chewster's the only one small enough to fit into the window.

As he takes a step forward, THEY appear. A gang of rugged Zebras...the town's local misfits. While powerless themselves, they've been fortunate to have the local police force and their weaponry behind them. You see, one of them was brought up in a rich family, selling cocaine abroad. They're assholes. You get the idea. Anyways, they stand wielding their guns at the foot of the bakery's door. They laugh maniacally at Chewster and scream at him, trying to intimidate him. "OOH, OOH! WHO'S GONNA SAVE YOUR OLD MAN NOOOOOOOW?" "BWAHAHAHAHAHAA...AFTER WE KILL YOUR OLD MAN, WE'LL TAKE YOUR MOTHER AWAY WITH US AND YOU'LL HAVE NOWHERE TO GO LITTLE ONE!". It doesn't take much to rile up the little one as he steps forward and protects his mother. "You so much as lay a hand on either one of them, and I will feast on your weak, pathetic bones" says Chewster. The Zebras are afraid. In fear, they pull their weapons towards Chewster. He doesn't budge. Pulling a bandana from his pocket (yes, he has one), Chewster dons it and cracks his neck. It's time for war.

Chewy lunges forward at the cowardly Zebra's, knocking them into the flaming structure that was once the town's beloved bakery. They land beside Chewster's dad, who's coming to. He looks around, realizes what's happening and screams "CHEWSTER! GET OUT. I CAN TAKE CARE OF THEM!" There's only one problem...he's unaware that he's held firm to the ground by that blasted Chandelier. Chewy screams "DAD! HOLD ON!" as he punches and claws his way around to his dad, killing 3 out of 4 of the Zebras. Yes, it's a little dry on the action, but the best is yet to come.

Chewster starts to push the chandelier off his dad, putting all his strength into it. Out of nowhere...the Zebra leader appears! Unbeknownst to Chewster, he's still alive, and worse, is now engulfed in flames. His flesh, now charred. His eyes burning like two balls of fire. The Zebra leader looks like a living, breathing Satan. His vocal chords, now fried to a crisp cause his voice to sound like hell as he screams "YOU SHALL PAY FOR WHAT YOU HAVE DONE!" He starts to walk forward in a zombie-like fashion towards Chewster and his father. Slow and menacing, the Zebra leader is ready to strike, when...BOOM! Daddy's free. Thankfully, apart from a couple of bruises and scrapes, he's perfectly fine. Chewster climbs onto his dad's head, and they simultaneously growl forward, causing the most powerful wave of air in history. The Zebra is pushed back towards the front door. He's relentless though...nothing will stop him from avenging the pathetic deaths of his mates.

There's one thing he was not anticipating though. You see, as we've learnt in science, an air current occurs when hot air rises and cool air sinks. It takes a while before the cool air from the lions' world shattering growl comes back to them amidst the heat of the room. What am I getting at? Dinner. This will all make sense, don't you worry. The air current brings forth the delicious roasted flavor of the Z-Zebra (Zombie Zebra) and we all know there's one thing that lion's are weakest to. Yes...their appetite. Chewster and his dad race forward, slow motion pounce in the air and land on the unsuspecting, weak Zebra, sending him flying out of the bakery and into the middle of the crowd of people who have been trying to catch a glimpse of what's been happening inside. They scream in fear as they look at the Zebra leader...well, before his time is up.

Skin from skin, bone from bone, limb from limb, Chewster and his dad rip the Zebra into a million pieces, feasting on it. The rest of the crowd join in and rejoice as the world is now free of the scum known as the Zebra gang. Chewster, bizarrely Arab in some nature, suckles on the marrow of the bastard scum and then...yes...you guessed it; chews on his bones, as he claimed he would...thus being dubbed "Chewy" by the locals.

Despite the horrible events of the night, Lion Town would become a better place as a result:

1) The current, corrupted police were driven out of town, replaced by the best police force of the new millennium.
2) Chewy and his family were knighted and deemed "Heroes of All Mankind".
3) The bakery was rebuilt. But not as a bakery. Instead the world's most popular franchise "Chewy & Co.'s Bar and Grill" was born, serving the masses nothing but the freshest, most succulent meats ever known.
4) On one wild (k)night, a loving couple by the names of Chooz and Pooz would meet Sir Chewy, fall in love with him and his story...and the rest is history.

EDITOR'S NOTE: There may have been some exaggeration on the part of Chewy. Apparently he's a candytarian (one who only partakes in the consumption of sweets) and the zebra's may have been made of delicious taffy.

Chewy says: No.

May the force live long and prosper \V/

The story of The Jiggles

Dees ees experiment #3

Previously on "Polka Dot Bunny Rabbit And The Misunderstood Smelly Poop", the wonderful story of The Banana was told, so now it is time for another story, liddle wans. The story of "The Jiggler". Don't worry, he's a sweet one the little fella. A bit on the hairy side though. Jiggler was always a charmer. Even back in the day when he worked in WWF as a professional wrestler. He was DA BOMB! Everyone loved him, everyone wanted to be him. No one could break this hairy goat's winning streak of 26 consecutive wins. No one...up till the match between Jiggler and...........drum roll please.....

THE HONKY TONK MAN! Why you ask? Because this particular wrestler knew Jiggler's weakness, the fact that his dancing would mesmerise Jiggler and make it easy for him to defeat him. The Jiggler tried to seek help from professionals...but nothing would work. The stipulation was already set to be a steel cage match, which means Jiggles cannot even avert his eyes for a few seconds to regain his strength. This loss could cost him his world heavy weight championship title...and break his winning streak. "Not good Jiggler, this is not good" he said to himself.

Jiggler had 3 options. The first was to forfeit the match, and no way in hell that was happening. The second was to actually fight and give it his best shot. The third was to visit one of his old friends to obtain the elixir of ultimate beard strength of doom. Jiggler had nothing to lose, and decided to go for the third option. He travelled far to the lands of the doomed, and slayed a million dragons (this didn't really happen; he was merely dreaming on the plane). When he finally reached his destination, he took a cab to his friends place, who was waiting for Jiggler. He knocked on the door using the combination that his friend gave him and waited. a few seconds later the door opened and smoke crept out of the room. Jiggler was having second thoughts and wondering in his head what on earth led him to make such a stupid decision. When the smoke cleared out, he could see a figure standing at the end of the room. With arms open wide, he went to greet his friend, Scrappundiculus. The two haven't seen each other in quite a while and started reminiscing about the old days. After talking for what seemed like hours, Scrappundiculus pulled out a small vial and wrapped it in a silk cloth. He put it in Jiggler's hand, and looking him in the eye said: "Take this my dear friend. This potion will help you conquer all your fears and weaknesses. Just remember one thing, one very important thing. Before drinking this potion, you absolutely must remember to eat three pieces of popcorn. Not one, not two, but three. If you don't do this, terrible things will happen. Now on your way friend. May the Gods of Popcorn be with you." and just like that, Scrappundiculus disappeared into thin air.

Jiggler is back home, with the match being a couple of hours away. Jiggler is starting to get worried. What if this doesn't work, or even worse. What if this all backfires and I end up transforming into a big piece of popcorn. SNAP OUT OF IT JIGGLER THIS IS NO TIME TO PANIC.

*Jiggler's theme song plays* AND ITS THE MIGHTY JIGGLER! Jiggler runs in all awesome like and throws a rose to his crowd, only to be caught by a beautiful little girl. He smiles and takes this as a good sign. The bell rings and standing in front of him is his opponent, The Honky Tonk Man. Jiggler is scared, but shakes it off and starts to fight. A punch here and a punch there, JIGGLER IS ON FIRE! The crowd cheers and whistles. LETS GO JIGGLER! *Clap clap clap clap clap* which is simply fuelling Jiggler to do his best. The Honky Tonk Man is on the floor, Jiggler is getting ready to do his famous move: The mighty butt wiggle squash doodle. Jiggler wiggles his butt, and is about to make his move when all of a sudden, BAM. Honky Tonk Man kicks Jiggler in the FAYS and Jiggler falls off his feet. He is now helpless. Honky Tonk Man ques to start his music and is about to start dancing. This is it. Jiggler starts to panic, but cannot move at the same time. It has begun and it's too late. This is the end for Jiggler. He closes his eyes and waits for his doom. A few seconds pass, which seemed like eternity to The Jiggler. Suddenly Jiggler hears the crowd gasp and roar. The referee starts to count. ONE! Jiggler doesn't know what is happening. TEEEEW! He can't feel anyone on top of him how is this possible. THREE! Should I open my eyes? FOUR! What on earth do i do? FIIIVE! Grow some balls man! Open your eyes! THIIIIKTH! It's now or never Jiggler! THEVEEEEEEN!

Jiggler opens his eyes to find The Honky Tonk Man lying flat on the floor. It seems like he tripped on something. Jiggler quickly gets up, runs towards him and grabs his leg, lying on his belly and the referee starts the count. ONE! TWO! THREE! DING DING DING!!! He did it...Jiggler did it. His theme song starts to play and the crowd starts to roar. Jiggler is handed his belt and starts to run around the ring.

He did it.

And that my friends is the story our little superstar, previously The Jiggler, now cute little Jiggles who watches wrestling with mommy and daddy.


May the force live long and prosper \V/

The story of The Banana

Dees ees experiment #2

Pooz: Atop the moutain of doom, between the clouds and the setting sun stands The Banana. An expert in the arts of martial, with feeties so lethal, when they begin kicking in a rage of mcflurries, they block out the sun. The Banana brings out his primal instinct and lets out the Roar of the Ages signaling not that he's in trouble, but he is ready for battle. Banana looks left, right and then down. He gets into Monkey Stance (hands on hips...right foot waving) and prepares to go to war. Out of nowhere, thousands of aliens start surrounding the little monkey. His only form of weaponry? His feeties. One by one, the aliens begin to pounce on the banana as his feeties do his bidding and destroy them all. It's quiet. Too quiet. Banana raises his arms in victory (D. Bry style) as he begins to climb down the mountain to rejoin the rest of the family. Why he's up there in the first place, no one knows. Banana barely gets one foot down before a GIGANTIC ROBOT ALIEN appears from behind the clouds. After an initial EEP~! from the adorable monkey, his mind is now focused. His feeties are ready for what this destroyer has to bring. OH NO! It shoots laser beams from its eyes! Banana flips 360 degrees in the air, turning himself into the worlds hottest fireball, he's moving so fast that the lasers don't phase him. Instead, they become part of him. his flames become one with the lasers and his body is visibly red, blue and incredibly dangerous. The robot is confused. "YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO LIVE!" he screams. From within his soul, hundreds, thousands and millions of ninja aliens emerge and start to fly towards Banana. Banana himself stops twirling for a split second and says "NO U" before resuming his Sonic the Hedgehog-like spinning. Faster and faster he goes until BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! An electric fireball blasts from his feeties, engulfing every last one of his foes, and blasts into the heart of the robot. Queue movie sequence no. 26, as everything goes into slow motion and we see the robot himself becoming consumed with fire and...you guessed it...ice. A fitting tribute to those the Banana loves and misses. Banana counts down 3...2...1 and the robot blows to smithereens, its ashes snowing over the village of Famireh Noseys. A quick Triple H celebration with laser flame water spewing from The Banana's mouth and he zips all the way down to the bottom of the hill where he meets his loving family.

May the force live long and prosper \V/

I AM THE TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS!

The 2 adorable guys you see above are Banana Nosey and Buster. One is the resident "Karate Kid", who's not afraid to give your forehead the beating of a lifetime (trust me, I know)...and the other (the little blue-nosed bundle of naughtiness) is the cutest G.W.A. (Guy With Attitude) in the entire universe. Over the course of our adventure in blogging together, you'll get to know them (and the rest of the gang) better. They're AWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESOME (DEY KAME 2 PLEI)~!

...And some more

"When we watch rasslink?"

Just a friendly welcome from the boys...

"All your blog are belong to us"

Welcome to our humble abode

Dees ees experiment #1

Chooz: Well, this being our first post and all, YAYNESS!! I would like to take this opportunity to talk about my obsession with polka dots and bunny rabbits. Mind you, it is a healthy obsession, although my significant other refuses to acknowledge my polka dot obsession and would not let me buy those pants (grrrrr...). Ah well. If you haven't noticed, my significant other will also be posting on this heavenly polka dot place of chocolate sprinkles, and will speak to you shortly. This place is going to be random, and will consist of awesome brain vomits of whatever Chooz and Pooz will have to offer. That being said, my balloon seems to be loosing weight pretty fast. It needs help and I'm no expert in balloon medicine... Ducky is pretty thirsty these days...keeps needing his cup filled with water every few days. Summer heat perhaps. This will all make sense in the long run. Be patient liddle wan.

Pooz: There comes a time in a man's life when small occurrences become life-changing. The first time you say "I love you" to someone without planning it, the first time you realize the woman sitting across you is the one you want to spend your life with, the first time your newborn grasps onto one of your fingers with their entire hand, the first time you hold an iPhone or iPad and come to the realization that your years of mocking Apple were nothing more than the fact that you're an idiot and Apple is our Lord and Saviour. Yes, my friends...yes. This is just a tiny glimpse into the world I'll be spewing from every orifice of my being in this blog. You see, once upon a time, my beloved Chooz called forth to me and said "I shall blog and you shall contribute". I politely agreed and had taken an oath within myself to make sure She (yes, a capital "S") would not regret granting me such an honor...something I'm starting to question as I go back and proof-read this introduction. >_>

Without further ado, I shall stop trying too hard and actually write something of sense:
Hey guys, I'm metalcasket! The person who runs this blog (Chooz) is the person I hold most dear to my heart and it's an honor for me to be able to say she's the love of my life. It's also a privilege for me to able to write alongside her. Over the course of my future ramblings in this blog, you'll most likely come across random stories involving the both of us, loads of wrestling/MMA stuff (ugh...sweaty naked men, I knooow!), uploaded pictures of...stuff aaand you'll get to know "The Family", who you will come to love as much as we do. :) What's that you ask? "No iRelated stuff?" Why, of course! Yeah, you'll notice I don't shut up about that stuff. >_> Basically, I'll be blabbering about everything and anything! So yeah...I hope enjoy your stay here and hopefully I haven't scared you off! :)

May the force live long and prosper \V/