My Brief Involvement With The Mafia

Gashi soshite aisatsu, everyone! (Konnichiwa!) Welcome to Sasori's Rock! I'm feeling substantially better today, though I still have a stuffy nose and everything sounds like my ears are in a different room than the rest of my body. Hey, at least my typing is back to normal! Aside from that, I am feeling a little stressed. (You? Stressed? On a Friday!?) Hai, Takusan, me stressed on a Friday. I have a concert on Tuesday, and we haven't practiced our Gwyneth Walker piece nearly enough. Plus, the entire soprano section keeps switching the text around for the first four lines of Trumpets Resound! It's driving me crazy! No one in the audience is going to understand what we're talking about! Gaahh! (Sasori?) What is it?! (No one understands what you're talking about now.) Oh. Right. Well, um, I'm in a Choir and we have a concert coming up this Tuesday. Gwyneth Walker is a composer, and we're going to sing a piece of music written by her. Trumpets Resound is another piece we're going to sing, and the sopranos don't know the words very well. (I thought you were a soprano.) I am, but I memorized the words. If I hadn't, I wouldn't be complaining. (Oh. So, what's it like to be a member of the "family"?) Huh? Oh, I guess we are sort of a family. We laugh a lot, we sing for each other's birthdays, that kind of thing. (No, not the choir! You know...) I do? (*Sigh* The Mafia! There! I said it! Are you happy now?! You made me say it and now they're probably going to come for me while I'm sleeping and put a horse's head in my bed and maybe some fish for good measure and-) TAKUSAN KANGAE! (Hai?) What are you talking about? (Sopranos! Mobsters, gangsters, whatever you call them...the Mafia!) *badly suppressed laughter* Takusan... (Is there a broom closet in here? I just know they're gonna come for me- What?) I'm a soprano in the choir. That means I sing the high notes. (Oh.) Yeah. (Um...can we, you know, forget I said anything?) Not a chance. (Arigatou, Sasori, you're such a good friend. *grumble grumble*) What was that thing with the fish, anyway? You said they're going to come for you while you're sleeping...maybe some fish for good measure...Oh! You meant to say "sleeping with the fishes"! (AHA! I knew it! You are familiar with mob terminology!) I watch movies, you baka! And so do you, by the sound of it! (Um...ehehe...) Weirdo. Anyway, now you know: I'm not involved with the Mafia. (Excuse me, are you Miss Sasori Katana?) Hai...who are you? And how did you get in here? (My name is Vinny Tortellini. Your front door was open.) Takusan... (Sumimasen! There's a nice breeze outside!) (He's right, Ma'am, it's a lovely day. In fact, it's a shame for you to be missing it. Why don't we go for a drive?) *gulp* Oh, arigatou, but no...I have to, um, organize my antique chipmunk collection! Yeah, that's it! So I can't go. Sumimasen, I'll see you later! (When did you get a chipmunk collection? I haven't seen any-) WELL, would you look at the time! I have to go wax the aluminum siding! Adiosu! (You don't appear to have any aluminum siding, Ma'am.) My neighbor's borrowing it! (Well then, why don't we take a ride down to your neighbor's abode and retrieve your siding? Just you, me, Mr. Kangae, and my good friends, Louie, Frankie, Tony, and Joey.) Oh...hi, guys...you're all very...tall... (Oh, methinks this doth not bode well...) Well, anyway, we'll- put me down!- see you next time here at- ow!- Sasori's Rock! (Adiosu! Ow, lemme go!)

Aikou kara Sasori! (Call the police!) (Louie, would you get me a gag, please?) (HELP!)

THINGS I DON'T UNDERSTAND

-People from the South who have both a Confederate flag and a United States flag stuck to the back of their pickup truck.
-Decaffeinated coffee. Isn't the whole idea of coffee to wake you up? If you want to get warm, drink some of that soup-in-a-cup stuff.
-The fact that some parents still have the nerve to hire a clown for their child's birthday party even after the release of the movie IT.
-The fact that Pizza Hut no longer carries a small sized pizza, and yet they still have medium, large, and extra large. In order for there to be a medium size, there has to be something smaller. The good people of the fast-food industry still seem to be having some trouble figuring this one out.

QUOTE

"Chemistry is a class you take in highschool or college, where you figure out two plus two is ten, or something." ~Dennis Rodman, NBA player, on team chemistry being overrated

JIENDO