A long time ago (five weeks ago) in a galaxy far, far away (Seattle), a battle was waging between two Imperial plebs. They'd fought long and hard, but everyone could see the battle was coming to an end. What they didn't know was who would come out victorious. This is the final chapter of the the Bieber Wars (or is it?).
Day 21:
I return the day after Cinco de Mayo (Seis de Mayo?) to find no retaliation from Wishbone, which is entirely understandable, because I, myself, could only think up this sad little gem. It was sort of a self-portrait, except I stopped at two. I think. It's a bit blurry, really.
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Day 22:
I yet again find no retaliation and am yet again completely uninspired, so I turn to Glee. Again. It's hilarious if you watch.
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Day 23:
And again, there is no retaliation. I go in for the kill with (really bad) Gaga Bieber. WISHBONE DIDN'T GET IT. I'm horrified. It's OK, though, I have a plan.
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Day 24:
I expect no retaliation, and I find none, which is good, because I needed plenty of time to execute my final strike:
BEHOLD!
It's MAGICAL!
And TASTY (the cupcake, not Bieber).
These are NOT my stroke of genius, sadly, but I had to add them because they're just so AWESOME.
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Day 25
Wishbone is dumbfounded by the amount of Bieber in her locker. I declare victory.
I also add some flare, seeing as she'll find this on Friday the 13th.
THE END.
Maybe.
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