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Nov. 13th, 2002 01:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sethrak-_-
Somebody remind me to smack Davner around next time I see him.
A while back, he gave me copies of Saber Marionette J. An excellent series, and a gift which I deeply appreciate, make no mistake about it. But, those videos are directly responsible for inspiring my little brothers to come up with their newest and easily most annoying to-date method of tormenting me.
In one episode, there's a contest for best, most attractive, and most talented marionette. Otaru's marionettes, of course, enter, as well as the three sabers owned by Gartlant.
During the cooking portion, Lime, instead of making something edible, or attempting to offer her usual black twitchy... thing... as her entry.... produces a giant pot of steaming water, with a full size elephant in it.
The rather befuddled judges stare at her, the elephant, back to her, then turn to Otaru in hopes he can explain what she was trying to accomplish. Otaru, whose brain has evidently been momentarily scrambled by the site of Lime's offering, starts doing a strange hand-clapping routine and saying "It's Jumbo Gumbo! Or gumbo for Jumbo..! Or..." Presumably the original Japanese script was composed of puns that are even worse in Japanese than that dialogue was in the English subtitles, going by the other judges' reactions to this.
I found this painful to watch, and most annoying. My brothers, perceptive little demons that they are, noticed, and soon thereafter , when I least expected it, would start clapping and chanting Otaru's lines. It drove me nuts. But I learned to endure it.
This week they came up with a new wrinkle.
My baby sister owns a small, fuzzy, adorable lil stuffed elephant. She also has a set of toy pots, one of which fits the elephant as well as Lime's huge pot fit the life-sized elephant.
Brian, in a fit of genius, combined the two and started using them as a prop. I first learned of this when he stuck his head in my doorway, waggled pot and elly at me, and started chanting, with Andy in the kitchen doing the clapping.
-_-;;;;;;;;;
I promptly shooed them away from my doorway and shut the door tight. More clapping and chanting ensued from the kitchen. I cranked the radio up.
All week, at odd moments, they've been taking out this prop and going into the routine. My _mother_, who doesn't even watch SMJ, has started joining in.
I blame it on Dav-chan. ::firm nod::
But the torment will cease as of today. ::evil smile:: Brian carelessly left it in the living room when he went to school today, and I've hidden it. I considered cabbit-napping his Ken-Ohki plushie, for all the pain and siffering he's heaped upon me; but escalating this little skirmish that far would likely not end well. He might take my Kermit, or my blue dragon hatchling. Not acceptable.
Somebody remind me to smack Davner around next time I see him.
A while back, he gave me copies of Saber Marionette J. An excellent series, and a gift which I deeply appreciate, make no mistake about it. But, those videos are directly responsible for inspiring my little brothers to come up with their newest and easily most annoying to-date method of tormenting me.
In one episode, there's a contest for best, most attractive, and most talented marionette. Otaru's marionettes, of course, enter, as well as the three sabers owned by Gartlant.
During the cooking portion, Lime, instead of making something edible, or attempting to offer her usual black twitchy... thing... as her entry.... produces a giant pot of steaming water, with a full size elephant in it.
The rather befuddled judges stare at her, the elephant, back to her, then turn to Otaru in hopes he can explain what she was trying to accomplish. Otaru, whose brain has evidently been momentarily scrambled by the site of Lime's offering, starts doing a strange hand-clapping routine and saying "It's Jumbo Gumbo! Or gumbo for Jumbo..! Or..." Presumably the original Japanese script was composed of puns that are even worse in Japanese than that dialogue was in the English subtitles, going by the other judges' reactions to this.
I found this painful to watch, and most annoying. My brothers, perceptive little demons that they are, noticed, and soon thereafter , when I least expected it, would start clapping and chanting Otaru's lines. It drove me nuts. But I learned to endure it.
This week they came up with a new wrinkle.
My baby sister owns a small, fuzzy, adorable lil stuffed elephant. She also has a set of toy pots, one of which fits the elephant as well as Lime's huge pot fit the life-sized elephant.
Brian, in a fit of genius, combined the two and started using them as a prop. I first learned of this when he stuck his head in my doorway, waggled pot and elly at me, and started chanting, with Andy in the kitchen doing the clapping.
-_-;;;;;;;;;
I promptly shooed them away from my doorway and shut the door tight. More clapping and chanting ensued from the kitchen. I cranked the radio up.
All week, at odd moments, they've been taking out this prop and going into the routine. My _mother_, who doesn't even watch SMJ, has started joining in.
I blame it on Dav-chan. ::firm nod::
But the torment will cease as of today. ::evil smile:: Brian carelessly left it in the living room when he went to school today, and I've hidden it. I considered cabbit-napping his Ken-Ohki plushie, for all the pain and siffering he's heaped upon me; but escalating this little skirmish that far would likely not end well. He might take my Kermit, or my blue dragon hatchling. Not acceptable.
