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      <title>hehhe</title>
      <link>https://vorg.ca/480-hehhe</link>
      <description><![CDATA[Inspired by SNL<P><br>Characters:<br>Henry<br>Lisa<br>male Club Owner <br>Janitor<br><br>Opening<br><br>(The scene opens up to Henry and Lisa laughing together)<br><br>Henry & Lisa:AHHAAAHHAH!<br><B><br>Club Owner: </B>5 minutes till closing time!!<br><B><br>Henry: </B>WOW! is it really that late. I had no idea. Time went by so fast!<br><B><br>Lisa: </B>I know! it was so much fun. I never want it to end.<br><B><br>Henry: </B>It doesn't have to. Want to come to my place for a drink or something?<br><B><br>Lisa: </B>Sure id like that.<br> <br>(At the same time that lisa gets her coat the club owner puts his lights back on. Henry looks up to see Lisa in the light and notices that she looks like a man)<br><B><br>Henry: </B>Lisa?              <br><B><br>Lisa: </B>yeah?<br><B><br>Henry: </B>uh...... Excuse me! EXCUSE ME! Could you put the lights back off man!<br><B><br>Club Owner: </B>im closing! <br><B><br>Henry: </B>yes I know.. i know ...but for like just 3 minutes. 3 MINUTES!!<br><B><br>Club owner: </B>ok ok!<br><br>(lights back off...Lisa looks stunning)<br><B><br>Henry: </B>so where were we?<br><B><br>Lisa: </B>Well you were inviting me to ur place!<br><B><br>Henry: </B>oh yeah baby! let me help you with ur coat.<br><br>(He helps her put on her coat she turns around so he can put it on. The lights turn on and she turns around look like an ugly man/ape again)<br><B><br>Henry: </B>AHHH!! I said 3 MINUTES!!!<br><B><br>Club owner: </B>i need them on now!<br><B><br>Henry: </B>PLEASE!! Just wait until I leave!!!!!<br><B><br>Club owner: </B>ok fine ok!<br><br>(ligts are off and lisa turns hot again. They gather their stuff. share a kiss and leave. After they have left the club owner turns on the lights again)<br><br>(janitor walks in mopping the floors and Club owner is wiping the table. Janitor is a ugly black man.) <br><B><br>Janitor: </B>looked like some people were partyin hard. I love to party too. Clubs make me horny.<br><B><br>Club owner: </B> oh yeah!<br> <br>(club owner turns off lights and turns to janitor. The janitor is now JLO and they start making out on the counters) ]]></description>
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      <dc:creator>sweet_tart26</dc:creator>
      <dc:subject>Skit</dc:subject>
      <dc:date>2003-12-18T02:31:26+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title>Grief</title>
      <link>https://vorg.ca/459-Grief</link>
      <description><![CDATA[.<P>(In hospital)<br><B>Jeni: </B>OMG…are you okay? What happened? What’s wrong?<br><B>Chan: </B>(laying in hospital bed silently) I never should have been drinking. You should have told me to stop. You know I can’t take more than 3 shots! <br><B>Jeni: </B>Wait…is this about your car? I’ll pay for the damage…it wasn’t that bad!<br><B>Chan: </B>Was it?<br><B>Jeni: </B>Uh…. sorry?<br><B>Chan: </B>No, you don’t get it. You never get it! He’s dead. Never coming back and never going to see him again. It’s all my fault. Everything…I did it all.<br><B>Jeni: </B>what? Who? OMG…what happened?<br><B>Chan: </B>I was driving Dan home…and we were talking and then the road just got so blurry and then I was lying in the car and I couldn’t find Dan. And then I must have passed out because I woke up here.<br><B>Jeni: </B>So…where’s Dan?<br><B>Chan: </B>He wasn’t wearing his seatbelt.<br><B>Jeni: </B>SO…. Where’s Dan?<br><B>Chan: </B>Don’t you get it!!!<br><B>Jeni: </B>uhmm…is he like down the hall? Is this a trick question??? Wait a minute…. I thought Dan was your boyfriend, not your car.<br><B>Chan: </B>Well yeah! What do you think I’ve been talking about all this time???<br><B>Jeni: </B>Your car? That you named Dan?<br><B>Chan: </B>Ugh…No, I’ve been talking about Dan, my boyfriend. My dead boyfriend!<br><B>Jeni: </B>Oh…well it’s not a big major deal…he was only your boyfriend for a few years.<br><B>Chan: </B>Excuse me. MY boyfriend just died here.<br><B>Jeni: </B>Oh…well at least you have that hot male nurse for a whole week! Can I stay the night? I found out that he’d be checking on you every few hours.<br><B>Chan: </B>How am I gonna face his parents? What do I say?<br><B>Jeni: </B>um…That you murdered their son? Well people get killed in accidents all the time. This one isn’t that different.<br><B>Chan: </B>(sigh) What would you do?<br><B>Jeni: </B>First of all, I never would have been driving him home, he’d be driving me home; it’s too hard to drive in heels.<br><B>Chan: </B>I knew you wouldn’t be able to help.<br><B>Jeni: </B>Wait…<br>give me a chance. Umm…<br><B>Chan: </B>What could you ever tell me that would be helpful?<br><B>Jeni: </B>Ouch. That totally hit a nerve.<br><B>Chan: </B>Whatever<br><B>Jeni: </B>stop being so grouchy…I know you lost your boyfriend and all, but don’t take it out on me.<br><B>Chan: </B>Friends are supposed to help friends. You’re doing the total opposite.<br><B>Jeni: </B>I know. Is it helping?<br><B>Chan: </B>Wait, what do you mean helping. What are you talking about. You know what. If you’re going to be like this just leave.<br><B>Jeni: </B>No wait. I’m sorry I’ll stop. I’ve been trying to lighten the situation<br><B>Chan: </B>How? By making it seem worse?<br><B>Jeni: </B>Well…it seemed like a good idea at the time. I’m sorry.<br><B>Chan: </B>You ARE an airhead.<br><B>Jeni: </B>Only when I want to be. I’m not like this all the time.<br><B>Chan: </B>Well, now asking the smart normal Jeni, what do I do?<br><B>Jeni: </B>tell them the truth. Nothing hurts more than lies and nothing is as relieving as the truth. Be there for the parents and let them know o much you cared. I mean like, ya’ll was gonna get married. That counts for something doesn’t it?<br><B>Chan: </B>I don’t know. The first time in meeting them I’ll have to tell them I killed their son.<br><B>Jeni: </B>You’ll do fine. They’ll understand. Don’t sweat it. (leaves for a moment) Here, Strawberry Ice-Cream, your favorite.<br><B>Chan: </B>Thanks. (hmm) How weird. I never thought my worst friend would get me through my worst of times.<br><B>Jeni: </B>Worst friend, thanks.<br><B>Chan: </B>Well, not anymore. Hey pass me a spoon!<br>(lights dim)]]></description>
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      <dc:creator>sweet_tart26</dc:creator>
      <dc:subject>Skit</dc:subject>
      <dc:date>2003-12-10T02:32:59+00:00</dc:date>
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