And yes I know that that isn’t a real expression, but somehow it fits anyway…
Picture this;
upon arriving home from a generally mind-numbing day of work you overlook a rather out-of-place blue bucket placed innocuously to the side which contains mundane items of clothing. No more is thought about it for some time.
Approximately five hours later it crosses your mind that hey, I wonder who put that there and your mum agrees showing her similar state of ignorance.
A round of questioning ensues; no-one knows who put it there, what exactly it contains. A low level of alarm ensues…
Mum investigates to find the bucket Gone. More questions. No-one knows who moved the Bucket. Med-level panic as the Bucket (which now warrants capitalisation for its apparent ability to teleport itself at will) is searched for.
(Insert overly-dramatised efforts here)
Joy; the Bucket is Found…but DUNDUN…it’s empty
*gasp*
Cue rising panic and accusations of dad having aided the Bucket in its EBil plans for house-domination. Dad denies all knowledge.
Oh, and about five minutes after this remembers that the bucket was his doing all along and he’d just forgotten about it…
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-.-‘ (so; no serial bucketeering then…>_>)
The End
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…*cough*‘nyways, I owe ya’ll some amv recs for sitting through that Epic Fail (even if you didn't ;p) at common sense and Life…(I blame the internet of course…oh, and Hellsing which reminds me…)
Hellsing amv, Victoria Seras– I adore the taste taint of Police Girl; why, don't you?_?
and I'm off to find ones for Sir Hellsing and the 'Angel of Death' now because honestly...they're too awesome not to rec ;D
*bows out*
