12102010

Hiyahhiyahhiayh.

I'm bloggin' while I'm drawing. I'm drawing Portrait of Graham Chapman. He was such a handsome, and talented and full of charm. Peace for his soul.

Do people actually say that? 'Peace for his soul'? I mean in Finland someone says "Rauha hänen sielulleen" (means the same thing), but in english..? Do they only say Rest in peace?

Rest in peace is just so... used.

I got nosebleed during the document of Monty Python. There was a part od Life of Brian. And YEAAH, Graham goes there naked and I fall from sofa. Yeah.

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03102010

I made up three characters for some story that's been in my mind for... a day. Few hours. I'm fast of what I'm doing you know!
Fast, but the quality sucks. Like when I'm cleaning.

But anyways, three charaters.

1.
Name: Amy
Sex: Girl
Age: 11-13, I'm not sure yet. But she gets older while I write. Or actually in different stories
Lives: I think this happens in England.

Appearance: Amy has a long, black straight hair and brown eyes. She is very pale. She is quite short and thin. She dresses up like an emokid.

Nature: Amy is quiet and she never smiles. Expect maybe sometimes, but I think it's better to say "Never smiles." She likes being alone and she's interested in strange things, including insanity and everything. Everybody thinks that she's weird, except her best friend.

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2.
Name: Deaphas Oldra Kieren
Sex: Guy... I think
Age: Hundeds of years old.
- God of death or something. Appears only to Amy.

Appearance: Pale skin, always black clothes. He has yellow eyes and black hair and darkred horns, and soome tattoos in his face. He usually has a raven or a bat around him. He looks like an elf or something.

Nature: I'm not sure about him yet.

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3. Name: Ella
Sex: Girl
Age: 11-13

Appearance: Blonde, curly hair and blue eyes. She's a little bit taller than Amy, She's also thin.

Nature: Happy and cheerful - always. She could maybe have some friends, because of her happiness, but she always annoys everyone. I dunno.

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I should make more characters, like um, I was thinking about Sarah, who could be like worst enemy of Amy.. And Deaphas needs more friends, more gods who only Amy can see.

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02102010

And now a sketch called The Parrot Sketch! I wrote it. ...It may have little effects from the best sketch show ever, so don't wonder, when there is no punch line.
"What makes you say 'The best sketch show ever?' That's your opinion you know!"
Yeah, but it is the best show, because it's the only one that made me laugh out loud.

Well yeah, the parrot skecthdhqrk.

Talk show studio with interviewer and four people.

Interviewer: “Good evening. Tonight we are talking about The Parrot family, which is known for their unique and violent habits. Everybody has heard about them even once! So, here we have four people who everyone has met one or two Parrots and one from them we could call and expert. So, Mrs. Wentworth, how did you meet the Parrot family?”

Mrs. Wentworth: “I never did.”

Interviewer: “You never did?”

Mrs. Wentworth: “Yeah that’s right. I haven’t ever met a hooligan. I never met a one violent bastard. I never met anyone, who is a loser.”

Interviewer: “Ok, well, now we have here a man, who doesn’t want to tell his name.”

Man: “I do want to tell my name! Why are you lying? So, I met a parrot family. They were good people, very polite, very fancy, fancy people. You could never guess what they really are.”

Interviewer: “Is that so? You still told us before, that The Parrot family kept you in their basement and they were going to have you for lunch.”

Man: “Well, that was just innocent fun, not hurting anyone. And I wasn’t there alone. Mr. Wentworth, Mrs. Wentworth’s husband was there too.”

Mrs. Wentworth: “Liar, it certainly wasn’t my husband!”

Man: “It was!”

Mrs. Wentworth: “No, he wasn’t, because I don’t have a husband called Mr. Wentworth!”

Man: “I’m sure you have!”

Interviewer: “No cut it off, you two, we are talking about Parrots not about Mr. Wentworth.”

Mrs. Wentworth: “Who isn’t!”

Interviewer: “Who isn’t. Now, um… (Looks at the script) Man, would you tell us more about the basement.”

Man: “Certainly, Mr. Interviewer. It was quite large and dark. There were an old carpet on the floor and there were some cupboards, and of course the usual stuff what do you have in your basement. Like jelly and different cans and bottles. And some house-made apple juice, which by the way was better that what they have in stores.”

Interviewer: “Thank you, Man.”

Man2: “I also got something to tell you!”

Interviewer: “Well, go ahead, fellow.”

Man2 gets up from his chair and walks in front of the stage.

Man2: “I knew Mr. Parrot. He was the best friend of mine. There can’t ever be anyone so loyal, so understanding as he was. And it was a shock to me, when I heard that he had died.”

Interviewer: “But Mr. Parrot is not at all dead.”

Man2: “He certainly is!”

Interviewer: “Well… If that’s so, that’s a new information for all of us.”

Man: “Oh, poor Mr. Parrot. He was a fine man.”

Man2: “It was disgusting! The way he died, I mean. He deserved something better, but he was eaten.”

Interviewer: “My god! Cannibals?”

Man2: “No. It was Mr. Meow.”

Interviewer. “Meow?”

Man2: “Yes, Mr. Meow. He used to be my pet cat, but when he eated Mr. Parrot, I threw him out.”

Man2 sits back to his chair and interviewer takes a look at the script.

Interviewer: “Umm, Another man, are we talking about pet parrot?”

Man2: “Well, what did you except? “

Interviewer: “We were talking about people called Parrot. Parrot is their last name, you get it?”

Man2: “… Oh! I get it now. What a stupid name that is. (Laughs nervously) And I am stupid too. Because I didn’t know, that we are talking about Parrots with capital P, you know.”

Mrs. Wentworth: “A capital what?!”

Interviewer: “Well, because of the stupidity of another man, I think we are supposed to end this show.”

Man3: “But sir, I got something to say!”

Interviewer: “Well, what is it?”

Man3: “You didn’t ask me about Parrots.”

Interviewer: “Well, go on, tell your opinion.”

Man3: “I can’t, sir.”

Interviewer: “Why not?”

Man3: “I don’t have an opinion.”

Interviewer: “Well that makes this lot easier. So, you people there at your homes… Don’t confuse Parrots with parrots, because they can revenge you.”

Man3: “Which one?”

Interviewer: “I beg you pardon?”

Man3: “Parrots or parrots?”

Interviewer: “Oh shut up, you fairy, I’m the one who is supposed to ask stupid questions for people, who don’t know how to answer.

Man3: “I’m sorry, sir.”

Interviewer: “So, no more stupid questions from or for these four men. Good night and see you next week, alright? Goodbye.”