Favorite food(s):pizza, spaghetti & meatballs,kielbasa,
meat pierogi, prime rib of beef, chocolate
Favorite author(s): David Sedaris
Siblings:none
Favorite movies:Ghost World
Tattoos or non ear piercing?None
What's your sign?Aries
What kind of computer do you own?I-MAC
Is Omni really evil?HELL YEAH!!!!!
Favorite T.V. show:Survivor, yes I am ashamed
Interesting fact about you that might surprise others:
I used to run around movie theatres in my underwear
Any useless talents?imitating movie screen
Pets: 2 cats, a calico named Siouxsie,
and a grey tabby named Budgie
Hair color:Dark Blonde
How's the weather there?cool, and drizzling
Favorite song to sing in the shower:
Everyday Is Like Sunday-Morrissey
Favorite song to blast in the car:
Interstate Love Song-Stone Temple Pilots
Favorite song to hum while bored at work:
Bang On The Drum All Day-Todd Rundgren
Favorite Winnie-the-Pooh character:Tigger
Favorite Simpsons character:Lisa
Last time you wore green?St. Patrick’s Day
Can you swim?yes
Roller Blade?no
Lefty or Righty?Righty
First pet's name?Muffy (a cat)
Favorite school subject:Brodacasting, Geography
Favorite fast food place:Wendy’s
Favorite Omni ghostnik: Do I really have to pick one?
I guess Bumbles Bounce
Least favorite Omni ghostnik:all of them including Omnipponit
Favorite vacation spot: San Diego, CA
Favorite alcoholic beverage:Rolling Rock beer
Favorite non-alcoholic beverage:Diet Rite
Last person you kissed:
What a question to ask when
I just got dumped! My ex,
Jason aka Doctor Daffy
Biggest Fear:being alone for the rest of my life
Person you admire:John Lydon aka Johnny Rotten
What do you wear to bed?It depends.
If I’m with someone, nothing!
By myself: summer, boxers, winter: sweats, and a t-shirt
Favorite smell(s):Lilac
Favorite holiday:Any holiday I don;t have to work on!
Favorite poster (board poster that is):
I like everyone.
Lately I have gotten pretty close with Incrediblegobstopper
What kind of car do you drive?none
Favorite cartoon:
Ernie Pook’s Comik, Life In Hell, Milk & Cheese
Favorite group(s): Siouxsie & The Banshees,
Talking Heads, Pretenders, Devo, Black Flag,
Nirvana, Sex Pistols, Dead Kennedys, Hole,
The Clash, Velvet Underground, Queens of The Stone Age
Who sucked more: Menudo or New Edition?
They are both pretty bad,
I guess I’ll go with New Edition. |
Mr. Mappy's profile.
Mr. Mappy’s Rap
MOTALA, ETALA
Out in the morning of possiblity, it’s me.
I’m realizin’ my responsiblility, it’s me.
My..er.....um....OOPS...this is the theme from Moesha. Let me start again.
My name is Mappy, and I claim to represent
boom-shakalaka, boom-shakalaka
All the nerdy white gay boys, while I’m livin’ in this tent
boom-shakalaka, boom-shakalaka
I was born 34 years ago next Wednesday
boom-shakalaka, boom-shakalaka
representin’ Chi-Town, Northwest side
boom-shakalaka, boom-shakalaka
As a kid I liked maps, I was a geek
boom-shakalaka, boom-shakalaka
which caused me to be pushed in the snow
boom-shakalaka, boom-shakalaka
by the big hulking kids like Mongo
boom-shakalaka, boom-shakalaka
then in high school, I got into new wave
boom-shakalaka, boom-shakalaka
dressed all in black, the bullies thought I was a freak
boom-shakalaka, boom-shakalaka
Then I discovered I was gay
boom-shakalaka, boom-shakalaka
Made some Polish girl’s heart break
boom-shakalaka, boom-shakalaka
I like the guys, this I cannot deny
boom-shakalaka, boom-shakalaka
but prozac junkies, and daffy doctors are all I can find
boom-shakalaka, boom-shakalaka
My job is dull, I’m a glorified clerk
boom-shakalaka, boom-shakalaka
but it pays pretty well, so I cannot shirk
boom-shakalaka, boom-shakalaka
I spend too much time on the internet
boom-shakalaka, boom-shakalaka
postin’ at these boards, and playin’ these games
boom-shakalaka, boom-shakalaka
but I met you cool peeps, so there ain’t no shame
boom-shakalaka, boom-shakalaka
Well, that’s the end of this white boy’s rap
boom-shakalaka, boom-shakalaka
I hope the producers don’t think it’s crap
boom-shakalaka, boom-shakalaka
but if they do, here’s what I’ll say
boom-shakalaka, boom-shakalaka
@#%$ y’all cause I ain’t no producer’s slave
boom-shakalaka, boom-shakalaka, shaka-boom-boom
PEACE OUUUUUUUUUUTTTTTTT
This rap is dedicated to my own personal Jesus, Vanilla Ice,
and Gabriel Cade, the.best.white.rapper.survivor.ever.
| My Journal (IC #9)
Day 28 (or so I believe)
Well, I can’t believe I have been on this island (are we on an island? It SEEMS like an island) for a month or so, now. We are all grungy, hungry, and sleepy. I don’t know why I waited until now to start a journal. (Oh, wait! I remember now, it’s Challenge# 9). It truly is beautiful here. The lush greenery, the animals scurrying about, the spectacular waterfall, the luscious coconuts, and bananas, and other fruits that abound.
   
Of course I could do without all of the damn bugs, and the oppressive heat, and torrential nighttime rains, and that evil producer Omni putting tarantulas, and itching powder in our pillows, and blankets. Except for those few things (and some of my tribemates!), it is truly a tropical paradise. For my 1st entry I will write about my feelings, and obsevations about my past, and present tribemates.
Chelle65, and Spleenless21: Techinically they were never my tribemates. They were the 1st ones voted off Paging. I am sure they are wonderful people though.
Luluthon: Never really got to know him. He kept to himself. He seemed to have many personalities though. All we ever really knew about him is that he was a guard at a Mexican jail
Bob2559: He seemed really miserable being here. I don’t know why he came. He was a nice enough guy, but was always complaining about the reward challenges being past his bedtime. (Like time matters here!) Luluthon told us that Bob was recently paroled from the Mexican jail where he works for some crime involving cats. (Huh?). It was also rumored that after he was switched to Pagong that he used to dance around wearing nothing but a pair of lacy pink panties. I don’t believe either of those stories one bit. Bob is way too nice for any of that.
JDawg420: Poor, poor JDawg. He was in love with Smiles, and even though she rebuffed all of his advances, and had told him no on several ocaasions, he was persistant. Gotta admire that. He was so distraught after the switch, since he was no longer on the same tribe as Smiles, that he threw himself into Pagong’s fire. His hands were pretty badly burnt, and he had to be airlifted out of the Pagong camp, and to the hospital, thus ending his stay in the game. Luckily, he has regained full use of his hands, since I hear from the camera crew that they see him on the internet a lot. He also walked around here naked most of the time. I must admit he was nice to look at. Alas, it did not win him what he wanted most, Smiles’ heart.
coolranchduhreetoes: One cool dude. He was my first ally, and one of my closest friends on the island. Unfortunately he was switched to Pagong, and became one of the Pagong Dark Side alliance’s first victims. He liked to sing, and was prone to sing a selection from Celine Dion songbook at the nightly sinagalong. YUCK! 
nedloh3 (aka Mrs. Mappy): One, hot piece of male meat. MMM, MMM, GOOD! Every night was one, long hot lovefest. He satisfied my every need, if you get my drift. He was such a STUD! Oops, that what I thought was supposed to happen since we were thrown together in marriage. In reality all he did was nag, bitch, tell me he had a headache, he had to go chop wood, or he had his period! (he was always on the rag). It got so bad I had to file for an island divorce. Then after he gets voted off, he joins the dark side, and becomes a producer. HARUMPH! He does clean up nicely, though. 
syberspaced: No comment.
Mongo The Unworthy: He is a sweetheart of a man. He's a family man, and misses his wife, and kids back in Louisiana terribly. He seems to have a terrible secret though. After challenge #8 was rescinded due to the CBTS's, Mongo went on a rampage. He was one of the winners of that challenge, and it was taken away. He started stomping around yelling "WHAT?" over, and over again like that wrestler....well, I don't know the wrestler's name. They're all pretty much the same, aren't they? Anyway, Mongo's clothes started ripping as he was stomping around in anger, and he ran off into the jungle. Smiles followed him, and I hid behind trees, trying to see what's was going on.
Next thing I saw was this hideous green monster stomping on trees, and yelling "HULK, DESTROY!!!!!!!!! GRRRRRR!!!
Well, being the coward that I am, I ran all the way back to camp and hid under a blanket. A few hours later Smiles, and Nikki were leading Mongo back to camp. He looked dazed, and his clothes were shredded. Could this mild-mannered family man turn into a hideous, green, destructive monster? The cameras would know better than I would. Could he?
SSMagicMark: God! He drives me CRAZY! He is SOOOOOOO cute! Also such a sweet, and shy guy. I guess I can tell you my secret. I have the biggest crush on Mark, and have since day one. That was another reason me, and Ned didn't work out. I was ga-ga over Mark. Unfortunately, he's as straight as an arrow, and we can never be more than friends.  I do think there is a romance brewing between him, and Smiles though. Couldn't happen to two nicer people! 
She314: She is a cool, crazy chick. My female counterpart. A Polish, punk rawk chick. We often like to slam dance while pretending we’re listening to Anarchy In the U.K. We have to go clubbing when we get back to society. The only thing is I’m afraid she might have a split personality disorder. One time, I went to where she was tting in the tent to say hi, and she was wearing a long wig tied back into a droopy ponytail,and insisted I call her Junebug. 
She showed me pics of her family. It was very scary.
 
Then she got up, and started singing Garth Brooks “Friends In Low Places. I left when she started doing the “Achy Breaky Heart”
theshunka: He’s very centered. His name sounds like a bass line from cheesy porn music. He looks good in Syber’s sarong. He can quote baseball statistics from 1922 to the present. Can’t think of much else to say.
It grows late, and I am weary. I'll write about my last few tribemates tomorrow. I'm gonna hit the hay.
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Day 23 (I was corrected on the day by one of my tribe mates, It seems like we've been here a year)
I want to write about my last few tribe mates, today.
Kurtis Blow: Well, he was my partner in challenge #8. We didn't win so that didn't work out so well. The leader of the "evil" Pagong Dark Side alliance. Quite clever, and crafty. I have to admit Kurtis was responsible for one of the funniest moments on the island when he, Ned, and Shunka donned the girls’ sarongs, cocnut bras, and put fruit on their head, and performed The Macarena. Doesn't Kurtis look cute here?
Psprecintprez: He has a long, funny name . Um, that is all I can think of.
smilesforcolby: Mark my words, once this version of the show airs, Smiles will follow in Colleen, and Elisabeth's footsteps, and become America's Sweetheart! As I said I think there is a romance brewing between her, and Mark. They always sneak off into the jungle together, and sometimes sleep out there all night! If I can't have Mark, I can't think of anyone better for him then Smiles!
Mr. Mappy: God, I hate him. He is the biggest jerk, and
a--hole! He is a selfish, conceited dolt, and I can't wait for him to get......oh, OOPS! I am talking about myself here! 
Of course, I ROCK! 
Well, that's all about my tribemates. I think I'll go chop some wood for the fire, and search for bananas with Smiles.
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Day 23-Late in the evening.
Well, you guys said no "fluff" posts! AWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!
Does that mean no fluffy kitties playing guitar?
No naked women petting their fluffy pussies? (I know Omni will allow this one! )
No Marshmallow Fluff?! (Which now comes in assorted flavors for your marshmallow pleasure!)
MMMMMM.....Marshmallow Fluff dripping down an ice cream sundae.
:::Mark walks by:::: Marshmallow Fluff dripping....oh never mind.
God, I miss real food. Not crappy ol' fish, and boring old coconuts, and bananas. I mean ice cream sundaes with hot fudge, and marshmallow fluff. The kind that you lick the delectible hot fudge off of your fingers. MMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!
Ribs that just fall off the bone, slathered in spicy, tangy barbeque sauce. OH YEAH!!!!!!!!
A big thick, juicy kielbasa! OH GODDDDD YES! YES! YESSSSSS!!!!!!!!!
OOPS! Sorry, Got a bit distracted there!
God, that is making my stomach rumble. Guess I'll have some banana-coconut mush! OH JOY!
I see Smiles, She, and Kurtis sitting by the fire. Think I'll join 'em as I swill down my mush! Talk at ya, tomorrow journal.
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Good Lord......I had the strangest dream last night........In fact I am just waking up from it now....God it's late afternoon.
Last night, Smiles, Kurtis, She, and I were sitting around the fire. Suddenly that producer guy, Omni appeared with four steaming cups of hot tea, and gave us each one. It was very strange tasting. Extremely bitter. Then it seemed like I passed out. That's when the dream started.........I was there, and so were She, Smiles, and Kurtis. We were all dressed in corsets, and seqins, and fishnets, and high heels.  Then we started to sing. It was like we were in some bizarre drag show.
She314:
It was great when it all began
I was a regular Omni fa-a-an
But it was over when he had the plan
To start a-rootin' for a studly young man
Now the only thing that gives me hope
Is my love for a certain dope
Roesetint my world
Keep me safe from my trouble, and pain
Kurtis Blow:
I'm just 18 years old
Truly beautiful to behold
But somebody should be told
My libido has been put on hold
Now I hope that I can trust
That I can find some orgasmic rushes of lust
Rosetint my world
Keep me safe from my trouble, and pain
Mr. Mappy:
It's beyond me
Help me mommy
I'll be good, you'll see
Just take this dream aw-yay-yay-yay
What's this, Let's see
I look geeky
OOH, what's come over me.
Here it comes ag-aaaaaiiin
smilesforcolby:
Oh-woah I feel released
Bad times deceased
My confidence has increased
Reality is herrrrre
The game has been disbanded
My mind has been expanded
It's a gas that Omni's producing
His lust is so sincere
:::smiles blows a kiss::::::
Omni then appeared dressed like this!
The dream became hazy for me here. I think Omni sang some song about Fay Wray touching Shaka Monkey in a heavenly nightmare or something like that. Omni then jumped into the waterfall, and beckoned us. (Who knows what we were doing while Omni sang), and zombielike we all jumped into the falls.
Once there, She, and, Smiles were all over Omni. Lovin', Touchin' Squeezin! Kurtis, and I splashed each other, and then played Pattycake. Harp music was playing in the background.
All of the sudden Omni jumped out of the fall and shout-sang
MY MY MY MY MY MY MY MY MY!!!!
Then the rest of us jumped out of the fall, and formed a kick-line with Omni.
It was like he was controlling us somehow. Omni then sang
Of the producers I am king
I'm a bee with a deadly sting
I make all the girls hearts go ping
All of my praises they will sing
So Smiles, and She come on
We'll shake it to the night is gone, gone, gone
Rosetint their worlds
Keep them safe from their trouble, and pain.
At this point Ned showed up in a golf outfit, holding a golf club, and screamed "Omni, what the hell are you people doing? Why are you dressed like that? Are you making the castaways perform movies again? SHEESH! With the last group it was Little Shop Of Horrors, and this group it's Rocky Horror! What will it be next time? Oklahoma? Damn we're already late for the tee-off time. You have to change out of that ridiculous get up!"
At that point Ned dragged Omni off to the producers lounge, and the dream ended.
I guess I should get up, and at least keep the fire burning.
::::Tries to get up, and stumbles::::::
What th'? Oh my God, what the hell am I wearing?
How did I get in this outfit? You mean that wasn't a bad DREAM? IT REALLY HAPPENED????? How the hell did Omni do that? What the hell was in that tea?
Omni did all that just so he could make out with She, and Smiles????
OMNI! YOU, SICK, TWISTED BASTARD!!!!!! I'LL GET YOU!
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Day---Oh hell if I know what day it is anymore
It rained last night, hard! Everybody woke up soaked, and miserable, and hungry! It was just horrible. I think everybody is feeling crabby, and tired. Everyone is sick of bananas and coconuts! Mongo, and I tried to build an animal trap. Hopefully it will work.
Also, there seems to be an orange grove around here. Nobody's found it yet. I think I will go looking for it tomorrow. Oranges would be a nice change of pace. Maybe it would pep us up a bit. Well, it's been a long day, so I am off to sleep!
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Day 5 million ......
To quote the Beatles...Good morning. Good morning, Good Morning, good!
It was quiet night. No rain storms, or freaky dreams!
Everyone seems to be out, and about.
::::Walks over to check animal trap::::::::
Darn, nothing! A pig would have been great. I haven't had meat in so long. Well, I guess it's more steamed coconut-banana gruel. YUM!!!!! It's so good. Just like Gerber's baby food. DELISH!!!
::::Goes walking around the island:::::::
Still looking for that ever elusive orange grove, or maybe it's grapefruits.
:::looks down::::::
Hey, mushrooms.
Cool, let me check in the little guide book they gave us to see if they're poisonous. Nope, nothing in here about poisonous mushrooms.
::::Takes a whole bunch, and put's 'em in knapsack. Popped 2 into my mouth:::::
MMMMM, that is SOOOOOO good. The tribe will love these!
Well, I'm gonna keep searching for the citrus!
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Does anybody really care what time it is?
Wow.....those mushrooms are AWESOME! The best ever. I think I'll have another.
WOAH! The mushroom just spoke to me! In Spanish! COOL!
Hola, little mushroom. It then turned into a bunch of tiny purple fish.
Tiny purple fishes run laughing through your fingers.
Wow, there's a grove of trees over there.
I feel like they are calling to me. Drawing me in. Sucking me in like a vacuum. It is such a strange feeling. I am becoming one with the trees. I can hear, and feel their innermost thoughts. I am becoming a tree. My limbs feel like branches, and my hair like leaves.
Wow, the trees are talking to each other. They are communicating. Cool! Here's what they are saying.
There is unrest in the rain forest,
There is trouble with the trees,
For the palms want more sunlight
And the velvets ignore their pleas.
The trouble with the palms,
And they're quite convinced the're right
They say the velvets are just too lofty
And they grab up all the light.
But the velvets can"t help their feelings
If they like the way they"re made.
And they wonder why the palms
Can"t be happy in their shade?
UH-OH!
I'd better get out of here!
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Oh my God!!!!! The trees are fighting. I think they are chasing me!
AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OH, NO! It's that big, green thing that Mongo once turned into. He's a tree monster!! NOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
ARE YOU DISREPECTING THE TREES!!!!!! WHAT??????? HULK SMASH!!!!!!!!!
I run for dear life with the trees in hot pursuit. AAAAHHHH!!!!!!!!
Luckily I make it to the water. The trees seem to be back right were they were. Huh?
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Great I made it to the water! Nice soothing, calming water. Refreshing. Calming, enveloping.
OH NO!!!!!!!
The water is attacking me! First trees, now water. OUCH!!!!!! I didn't know water can bite! The water is trying to eat me! GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF OF ME, BACK YOU EVIL WATER!
:::scrambling for shore, finally makes it exhausted::::::::
Cool. I think that is the orange grove over there!
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YAY! I found the orange grove!!!!!
::::starts picking oranges, and puts im knapsack. Starts to peel one when Anita Bryant's face appears in an orange tree:::::::
Anita yells. How dare you pick my children!!!! !Put then down now, or I shall kill you, you Godless, sinful homosexual::::::
F.UCK YOU B.ITCH!!!!!!!! Go to hell, you sickening orange juice spewing slut!!!!
:::spits orange seeds at Anita, and her face dissolves::::::::
I think I'd better head back to camp.
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WOAH!!!!! A herd of dancing pink elephants!
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colors, and fabric, colors, and fabric!
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Time doesn't really matter at this point.
I am finally back at camp! Just as the sun is setting.
It's beautiful, but why are there two suns with clocks in them surrounded by the Google logo?
It must have been those damn mushrooms. :::Takes mushrooms, and throws them into the jungle:::::
Dumps oranges out of knapsack, and waves to Smiles who comes walking by.
I think I should go to sleep now.
::::::: blacks out:::::::::::
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