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Rachel in Christmas


Rachel was pissed, and not in that silly British way either. I mean. . . it should go with out saying, second graders can't buy alcohol because they don't have fake I.D.'s. Anyway, Rachel was pissed, once again it was the bloody holiday season and Rachel was over blowing some minor detail into some big production because she felt the world was out to get her. Of course if she didn't have this character flaw Rachel's adventures would suck more than the movie Battlefield Earth.

So, as I was saying, Rachel was unhappy. It really doesn't matter why, although some of the who's in whoville said it was because her heart was two sizes to small. There were other who's in whoville who thought it was because all the important events in her life were blatantly stolen from the programs on Cartoon Network. Rachel had decided that the best way to relive herself of her anger was to take an anger management course. It was partway through her first session that Rachel thought to herself, "This is going nowhere, I need to get out of here or . . . Oh . . . I don't know what! This is pointless, my inner monologue has become nothing but a device for the author to forward the plot in another . . . splendidly wonderfully direction."

Rachel decided that with that lame anger management joke out of the way, her best way of blowing off steam was to blow up her school with the aid of her trusty pet rabbit, Chuck Yeager. As if she needed more motivation, she realized the best time to blow up the school was at the holiday assembly and performing at this year's assembly was the Von Trapp Family Singers.

"I hate them all," thought Rachel.

"We all hate her," thought the Von Trapp Family Singers.

The plan was, using a device similar to the ones designed by Rube Goldberg, was to spear and jackhammer them, then cover them for the three count . . . no wait, that would be a Bill Goldberg device. Her device would be getting on Hollywood Squares and . . .No, That's a Whoopi Goldberg Device. The Rube Goldberg device she planned to use started out with a bicycle stolen from that fat exchange student who had thirteen water bottles and seventy-two miniature ice scrapers attached to the basket of his bicycle, which would be used to turn the crank, snap the plank, and the trap was set. "Caaaaatch the mouse with mouse trap . . ." Rachel merrily hummed along.

Rachel added the final touch. An Acme Brand language identifier. The device she had once seen used 50's Science (with no Specific Purpose) Fiction movie. She set the switch to "German" so that when the Von Trap Family Singers sang that "So Long" song the device would activate. "I remember when they sang that song on Saturday Night Live, the one guy was all like 'I don't have a character yet, but I was on Laverne and Shirley'. That was so damn funny." Rachel hoisted the device into the rafters and began to exit the stage.

Suddenly out of nowhere, Brandon, Rachel's dorky arch nemesis appeared. "Hey Rachel" Brandon squealed, "Wanna listen to these cool MP3's I just downloaded. I got the entire Metallica music library, uhm . . . and Falco's "Rock Me Amadeus", Nena's "Ninety- Nine Luft Balloons", Trio's "Da Da Da", and Rammstein's . . . "

"Brandon!" Rachel screamed, "You are such a . . . uhm . . magical mystery doughnut! Do you honestly think I would fall for such a blatantly obvious plot point?"

At this point for no reason except that the story was dragging on, the bicycles tires exploded and the whole Bill Goldberg device fell from the rafters crushing Rachel like ketchup packet in the parking lot of McDonald's.

Brandon pondered this for a moment and said somberly "Firestone."

Kane pondered this for a moment and said somberly "Rosebud."

The End


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