Author War's

Annual writers block

Michael: *Sigh*

Mitch, Sara and Jerome: *watching TV on the couch*

Michael: *sitting in a chair upside down next to the couch* I-I *Sighs louder*

Mitch, Sara and Jerome: *Ignores me*

Michael: T-T *Sighs even louder*

Mitch, Sara and Jerome: *Ignores me and Mitch turns up the volume*

Michael: (*=_=) *walks away and comes back with a megaphone connected to giant speakers*

Mitch, Sara and Jerome: *Looks at me* .-.

Michael: *Clears throat and sighs loudly into the megaphone*

Mitch: *Flys into the wall*

Jerome: *Flys into Mitch*

Sara: *Flys into Jerome*

Michael: *grabs flamethrower, burns the speakers and megaphone to ashes and throws the flamethrower out the window*

Flamethrower: I'm free! Freeeeeeeeeee!! *Runs off lau th ING evilly and sets every thing on fire*

Sara: What!?

Michael: I'm having my bimonthly case of writers block and I don't know how to get rid of it

Mitch: hmghhnhkhh!?

Michael: What?

Jerome: Hmm hmh "hmghhnhkhh!?"

Michael: What!?

Sara: He said "Doesn't this last for a week!?"

Michael: Oh yeah...well while you were talking I got an Idea. Bye! :D

Mitch, Sara and Jerome: =_=