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'''Computer:''' [[Tandy 400]] | '''Computer:''' [[Tandy 400]] | ||
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'''Running Time:''' 4:17 (all options) | '''Running Time:''' 4:17 (all options) | ||
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'''The Great Mound (Bigger than that one in Ohio!)''' | '''The Great Mound (Bigger than that one in Ohio!)''' | ||
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Hey, you guys! Just dropping you a line here from "The Great Mound". I got two words for ya: false advertising. There's ''nothing'' great about this mound, okay? And another thing- there's nothing but old ladies hanging around this mound! You know, wearing their muumuus and their tutus and all their Dainty McDainty crap... Like... I don't like old ladies. I don't even wanna see 'em. Anyways, the mound was a big disappointment. I'll write from my next destination. Later! | Hey, you guys! Just dropping you a line here from "The Great Mound". I got two words for ya: false advertising. There's ''nothing'' great about this mound, okay? And another thing- there's nothing but old ladies hanging around this mound! You know, wearing their muumuus and their tutus and all their Dainty McDainty crap... Like... I don't like old ladies. I don't even wanna see 'em. Anyways, the mound was a big disappointment. I'll write from my next destination. Later! | ||
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'''Fabulous Downtown Pantsburg''' | '''Fabulous Downtown Pantsburg''' | ||
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Hey everybody. Don't be fooled. Downtown Pantsburg isn't anywhere ''near'' as fabulous as it appears in that photograph. I mean, they don't even let you ride that bike! In fact, it was, like, welded to that little house! Anyways, I met some guys here, they were pretty cool, we hung out, y'know, made fun of this one girl... pushed some guy into some mud... We traded addresses and stuff and they say they're gonna come visit, but, you know how that ends up. I'll never see 'em again. Come to think of it, I probably should have taken some of their stuff. Oh well. That old highway's a-callin' my name, so, you'll hear from me soon. Peace! | Hey everybody. Don't be fooled. Downtown Pantsburg isn't anywhere ''near'' as fabulous as it appears in that photograph. I mean, they don't even let you ride that bike! In fact, it was, like, welded to that little house! Anyways, I met some guys here, they were pretty cool, we hung out, y'know, made fun of this one girl... pushed some guy into some mud... We traded addresses and stuff and they say they're gonna come visit, but, you know how that ends up. I'll never see 'em again. Come to think of it, I probably should have taken some of their stuff. Oh well. That old highway's a-callin' my name, so, you'll hear from me soon. Peace! | ||
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'''It's that CLOCK (look at it go)''' | '''It's that CLOCK (look at it go)''' | ||
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''{singing, with acoustic guitar playing in background}'' It's that clooooock... come on you guuuuuuys... you need to check it on ouuuuuuuut... it's that CLOCK! I can't believe it! ''{stops singing}'' Okay, the best thing about this postcard is if you look at the clock, that's the exact same time that I first laid eyes on the clock! 2:55, man. And like, iddi—oh, wait, it still says... 2:55. Okay, well, the clock is broken, but still! It's about the best thing I've ever seen ''{sings}'' in my whole liiiiiife! ''{stops singing}'' Okay, now I got to bust a wicked solo. ''{starts playing a sparse acoustic guitar solo, ending with very high notes}'' Thank you, good night! | ''{singing, with acoustic guitar playing in background}'' It's that clooooock... come on you guuuuuuys... you need to check it on ouuuuuuuut... it's that CLOCK! I can't believe it! ''{stops singing}'' Okay, the best thing about this postcard is if you look at the clock, that's the exact same time that I first laid eyes on the clock! 2:55, man. And like, iddi—oh, wait, it still says... 2:55. Okay, well, the clock is broken, but still! It's about the best thing I've ever seen ''{sings}'' in my whole liiiiiife! ''{stops singing}'' Okay, now I got to bust a wicked solo. ''{starts playing a sparse acoustic guitar solo, ending with very high notes}'' Thank you, good night! | ||
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'''Two Cars Tennessee''' | '''Two Cars Tennessee''' | ||
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'Sup, everybody? Here I am in Two Cars, Tennessee, and you know what? I kinda miss you guys and your emails... I can almost hear one of them now: "Dear Stong Bad, You are crap. Crap is the best. Everybody loves crap. Crap is in the mix. Crap is to the max. How does Homestar pick stuff up if he's not wearing any Marzipants? Crapfully crap, Monkey D, Seattle, Washington." Ahh... okay! I got my fix. On to the next town! Oh, and incidentally, I highly recommend Two Cars, Tennessee. It's got a ''real'' happenin' arts and crafts scene. | 'Sup, everybody? Here I am in Two Cars, Tennessee, and you know what? I kinda miss you guys and your emails... I can almost hear one of them now: "Dear Stong Bad, You are crap. Crap is the best. Everybody loves crap. Crap is in the mix. Crap is to the max. How does Homestar pick stuff up if he's not wearing any Marzipants? Crapfully crap, Monkey D, Seattle, Washington." Ahh... okay! I got my fix. On to the next town! Oh, and incidentally, I highly recommend Two Cars, Tennessee. It's got a ''real'' happenin' arts and crafts scene. | ||
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'''Visit Historic Over There''' | '''Visit Historic Over There''' | ||
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Hey guys, just a quick one while I'm away. So I visited Historic Over There. Don't be fooled by the old-timey photograph— the place really looks like that. Like, everything is tan and brown. The sky? Tan. And the streets are paved with a little different shade of tan. It was nothing but antique stores down there, like I couldn't find a single restaurant! I have a sneaking suspicion the people in Over There ''eat'' antiques. Yeah. ''Screwed up.'' There was one guy out there doing caricatures, though. I stopped by and got one... of myself... he made me... a caric-ter... choor... it was great. Okay. All this old Coca-Cola memorabilia is making me thirsty. I'll talk at ya soon. | Hey guys, just a quick one while I'm away. So I visited Historic Over There. Don't be fooled by the old-timey photograph— the place really looks like that. Like, everything is tan and brown. The sky? Tan. And the streets are paved with a little different shade of tan. It was nothing but antique stores down there, like I couldn't find a single restaurant! I have a sneaking suspicion the people in Over There ''eat'' antiques. Yeah. ''Screwed up.'' There was one guy out there doing caricatures, though. I stopped by and got one... of myself... he made me... a caric-ter... choor... it was great. Okay. All this old Coca-Cola memorabilia is making me thirsty. I'll talk at ya soon. |