One Minute Seventeen Seconds of Self Imposed Meme.
Sometimes Me have to make me own excitement.
Me don't care iffin you live in a mega-city or teeny-tiny town, adventure is right around the corner.
The admission costs but little. Youse have to let go and let the world come to you.
Do something different than yer every day routine.
Iffin ya stop worrying about what people be thinkin of ya; then you be bound to have some fun.
Try doing things that can make you look a little foolish or at the very least, more like someone without a stick up their ass.
Here be a list of some of the things I been done to jazz things up.
Sang a song (off key) at the top of me lungs during a quiet moment in a bar.
Took me video camera out with a friend and interviewed people on the street. Man, Me wish Me could find some of dem old tapes.
Raced shopping carts around a supermarket. This one pisses folks off, but it be great fun if you gots enough people.
Climbed a tree and invited everyone Me saw to join me up in the branches. Tell them that there is something really cool off in the distance that you want them to see.
Printed up some fake business cards with the logos of really cool companies and assumed a different persona for a night. Not that Me don't do that onna daily basis.
Went someplace where Me not be known and pretended Me couldn't talk. Me didn't lie, Me just wrote everything down on a pad and people thought Me were mute.This be great for picking up girls.
Me like to wear me shirts inside out and mix the colors of my socks.
Crash parties. Tougher now that me be a little green Monster inna yellow world.
Me love to ask inane questions of people when riding in elevators. This is a good un 'cause most people just stare at the floor indicator.
Go into shops and ask fer things they don't have. Like ordering a pizza at Mickey D's. You have to be really bored for this one.
Me be livin in Japan and everyone around assumes Me speakee English, so Sometimes when someone starts to talk to me in English, Me start speaking fake French or Russian or Italian.
Me guess iffin Me thought about it long enough Me could remember more stuff, ButMe getting the itch to get out of Me house for a while and have some fun. Mebbe Me can think of something new.
Me no needin Disneyland.
18 comments:
You sure know how to have fun dont you!
:P
I like the "mute" idea. I think that one would help my sanity.
I like to bring around a section of map that isn't from my city and then try and get people to point out how to get there. Amazing what they'll make up!
Those mobile phone handfree sets are a lot of fun. You can say things like 'You're an arse' out loud, and pretend to be talking into your phone.
You don't actually need a phone. Just the headset. Tuck the wire into a pocket.
A good one in elevators is to stand with your back to the door and grin.
Ha ha ha ha! How fun!!! Iffin you're in Boston ever, let's go out & have this sorta fun. Too many people have sticks up their butts.
We used to call Chinese places and order the "Number One Superguy, Hong Kong Phooey, no vegetable please" to amuse. It worked sometimes.
I put a marshmallow peep on an escalator in a department store..then hid and watched it ride..it was pretty funny at the time.
I've also posed as a mannequin...again, quite funny!..Ok it was to me. :-/
Me thinks me in love with you iffin you are single!
sometimes, if I'm at the grocery store... if I'm at one end of the aisle, and I see someone else walking towards me from the other end, I'll let out a big ol' flatulent expulsion, then boogie around the corner to the next aisle over, knowing that they're about to walk into a fart cloud.
sometimes, you can hear 'em groan, ya know.
okay, not as good as Fake Russian, but it's all I got today...
yup.
B-\
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You do some fun stuff, Scary Mon. I really like the "playing mute" idea. I'm going to do that sometime.
I'm afraid I'm going to have to report Leelee for Peep abuse.:-)
S~ Doesn't every Monster?
Grunt~ Give 'er a go, Cap'n. Just be careful not to bust out laughing during the schtick.
VE~ Now that's something Me oughtta try.
Romulus~ The elevator idea be a bit creepy. It might just get me a one way ticket to the rubber room, here in Lilliput.
Emertron~ People have sticks up they butts in Boston? Me just cain't believe it.
Better idea. You come down to N.Y. and we can raise some hell there. Don't forget yer Dice-K Shirt.
Kanrei~ Me gots a ska version o' that song. Loves to bop to the tune while in me car.
Leelee~ Mebbe me gonna try the Mannequin idea this weekend. Let ya know how it turns out.
Uberbaby~ We all be single, but ya can love the Monster long time anyway.
Dr. Chip~ Damn! That were you?!!!!!
STOMP!
SJ~ Leelee didn't really abandon the peep. She just gave it a short adventure.
Stick with the mute idea. Me jus' cain't picture you climbing a tree.
STOMP.
me pretended many times to be german to just hack people off and be left alone.
this be much more dangerous, now living in europe and not being able to speak German!
xx
pinks
Pink~ Better luck with Arabic.
STOMP.
"Sang a song (off key) at the top of me lungs during a quiet moment in a bar."--So that was you?
"Printed up some fake business cards with the logos of really cool companies and assumed a different persona for a night. Not that Me don't do that onna daily basis." Actually, there are a lot of scary monsters working in corporations around the world.
Dear Monster,
People have sticks up their butts everywhere.
Luv,
emmy
Sounds like you live your life to the fullest ... and to annoy as many people as possible. I totally respect that.
Sometimes my husband and I go to a car dealership to mess with them. If they are nice, we tell them we are just looking. If we "hook one," meaning we snag an agressive saleman, we pull "good cop/bad cop" on 'em, which means one of us has decided we want to buy but the other one doesn't. In reality, we aren't buying at all but we pretend. It usually gets all shades of outta control. One time the car salesman took our keys and wouldn't give them back. I was being "bad cop" so I started dialing the police. Another time, the salesman was blocking us from leaving the lot, so my husband, who was bad cop, almost ran over him. Then another time the manager came out to tell us our car had been wrecked. It never has. Good cop/bad cop at the dealership is entertaining.
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