*The penguins are all asleep until someone bursts in*
Marlene:Guys, wake up! Hurry! Come on Doris needs your help!!!
* Kowalski jumps out of letto and since he was in the superiore, in alto bunk, tries and sucessfully completes pulling the others out of thier bunks*
Kowalski: WHATS WRONG WITH DORIS?!?!?!
Marlene: Somethings wrong with her head, Kowalski!!!
*she says in an dramafied voice*
Marlene: Somethings not right.
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Im making it longer.
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*They all go to Doris's habitat*
Doris:Hello! Would te like some oatmeal?!?
Kowalski:Firstly, No. Secondly, te dont have a way to get oatmeal.
Skipper:He's right.
Doris:Oh, te all are just jealous because I can make oatmeal and te cant!
Private:No, we just came to rescue you!
Rico: AUGHHUH!
Doris:Why would I need rescued if im fine?
*Kowalski shakes his head doubtfully*
Next; Part 2
Marlene:Guys, wake up! Hurry! Come on Doris needs your help!!!
* Kowalski jumps out of letto and since he was in the superiore, in alto bunk, tries and sucessfully completes pulling the others out of thier bunks*
Kowalski: WHATS WRONG WITH DORIS?!?!?!
Marlene: Somethings wrong with her head, Kowalski!!!
*she says in an dramafied voice*
Marlene: Somethings not right.
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Im making it longer.
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*They all go to Doris's habitat*
Doris:Hello! Would te like some oatmeal?!?
Kowalski:Firstly, No. Secondly, te dont have a way to get oatmeal.
Skipper:He's right.
Doris:Oh, te all are just jealous because I can make oatmeal and te cant!
Private:No, we just came to rescue you!
Rico: AUGHHUH!
Doris:Why would I need rescued if im fine?
*Kowalski shakes his head doubtfully*
Next; Part 2
ciao have te noticed the big piece of stone in central park? the one where crazy Marlene took Julian? the place where
the Lost treasure of the golden squril had something to do with it? have te ever wondered what it was?
well that, is an obelisk.
ancient Egyptians built it thousands of years ago, and it still survives today. they crated 3, and one, known as cleopatras needle, is located in london, another in paris, and one in new york, central park.
it is covered in hieroglyphics, carved da the most skilled scribes. artisans(crafts people) chipped it piece da piece it to perfection, and they stand almost 68 feet high. theese are magnificent monuments, and i was suprized to see one in the penguins of Madagascar.
well i hope te enjoyed your hisory lesson! :3
the Lost treasure of the golden squril had something to do with it? have te ever wondered what it was?
well that, is an obelisk.
ancient Egyptians built it thousands of years ago, and it still survives today. they crated 3, and one, known as cleopatras needle, is located in london, another in paris, and one in new york, central park.
it is covered in hieroglyphics, carved da the most skilled scribes. artisans(crafts people) chipped it piece da piece it to perfection, and they stand almost 68 feet high. theese are magnificent monuments, and i was suprized to see one in the penguins of Madagascar.
well i hope te enjoyed your hisory lesson! :3
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SHADOW
Hello. I'm trying to fit back in, but after being otternapped da some illlegal wildlif dealers and falling out their car and being hit da it, I have almost forgotem everything, but I still remember the zoo, and everyone in it. But the one who I remember the most is Metallica1147, my True One. I dont remember anything else. There's still a cast on my neck and spine. My head is still bandaged.
Metallica is still in my memory, but no matter how hard I try, I can"t remember what we detto together. All I remembe is his Amore and his name. But I rather him not see what I look like now. My eyes are so bloodshot from those sleepless nights. My jaw is twisted, ;eaving my teeth visible. My head is badly bruised and skinned, I can barly type. Perhaps, I sould leave, but i keep thinking about Metallica1147 and the Amore we shared togeter.
I'm broken and weak, but i'm fighting to live for Metallica's sake. it's all for him.
Metallica is still in my memory, but no matter how hard I try, I can"t remember what we detto together. All I remembe is his Amore and his name. But I rather him not see what I look like now. My eyes are so bloodshot from those sleepless nights. My jaw is twisted, ;eaving my teeth visible. My head is badly bruised and skinned, I can barly type. Perhaps, I sould leave, but i keep thinking about Metallica1147 and the Amore we shared togeter.
I'm broken and weak, but i'm fighting to live for Metallica's sake. it's all for him.