(going back to the previous part...)
(Mysterion then has his eyes set directly at Michelle as she steps a little farther back..)
Craig: Holy shit...
Token: Is it just us..
Clyde: ..Or is Mysterion actually falling for Michelle?
Janay: Little of both..
Mysterion: *hugs Michelle longingly..*
Me: *hugs Mysterion back longingly as well as he has his hand touching my hair...*
Craig: Hey, this reminds me about when Mica and I hugged the last time...
Clyde: Well, at least that's the first time he has ever hugged her while in costume..
Token: You think?
Craig: Yeah, he hasn't done that before..
Clyde: Craig's right dude. Kenny literally is into her...
(the next day at school..)
Me: (is at my locker and I'm putting on mascara and I check my mirror to see if it looks right and I close it as Stan is right behind me)
Stan: Michelle, we really need to talk...
Me: What about?
Stan: *sighs* It's about Wendy's parents.
Me: What did they say..?
Stan: They said that one of our classmates actually killed Wendy and not me.
Me: So.. who killed her?
Stan: I think either Bebe or Red did.
Me: Whoa..
Stan: Yeah.. It's fucked up.
(then that night..)
Me: (checks to make sure my window is unlocked and it probably is and I turn my back until someone appears on my window slid..)
Mysterion: Hello Michelle..
Me: Hey Kenny. What's up?
Mysterion: I found out that Stan told you who actually murdered Wendy.
Me: Yeah, it was either Bebe or Red.
Mysterion: Are you serious?
Me: Yep.
Mysterion: Oh man.. *kisses Michelle*
Me: *kisses back*
(Mysterion disappears..)
Me: (mutters) I wonder what's gonna happen a few hours later...
*I put on my football jacket and my number 17 jersey shirt and I head out of my room and outside to Craig's house...*
End of part 7.
(Mysterion then has his eyes set directly at Michelle as she steps a little farther back..)
Craig: Holy shit...
Token: Is it just us..
Clyde: ..Or is Mysterion actually falling for Michelle?
Janay: Little of both..
Mysterion: *hugs Michelle longingly..*
Me: *hugs Mysterion back longingly as well as he has his hand touching my hair...*
Craig: Hey, this reminds me about when Mica and I hugged the last time...
Clyde: Well, at least that's the first time he has ever hugged her while in costume..
Token: You think?
Craig: Yeah, he hasn't done that before..
Clyde: Craig's right dude. Kenny literally is into her...
(the next day at school..)
Me: (is at my locker and I'm putting on mascara and I check my mirror to see if it looks right and I close it as Stan is right behind me)
Stan: Michelle, we really need to talk...
Me: What about?
Stan: *sighs* It's about Wendy's parents.
Me: What did they say..?
Stan: They said that one of our classmates actually killed Wendy and not me.
Me: So.. who killed her?
Stan: I think either Bebe or Red did.
Me: Whoa..
Stan: Yeah.. It's fucked up.
(then that night..)
Me: (checks to make sure my window is unlocked and it probably is and I turn my back until someone appears on my window slid..)
Mysterion: Hello Michelle..
Me: Hey Kenny. What's up?
Mysterion: I found out that Stan told you who actually murdered Wendy.
Me: Yeah, it was either Bebe or Red.
Mysterion: Are you serious?
Me: Yep.
Mysterion: Oh man.. *kisses Michelle*
Me: *kisses back*
(Mysterion disappears..)
Me: (mutters) I wonder what's gonna happen a few hours later...
*I put on my football jacket and my number 17 jersey shirt and I head out of my room and outside to Craig's house...*
End of part 7.
The next morning, I woke up at 7:30 AM. I put on an orange blouse and dark green pants, in honor of the boy in my dream. I didn't bother to do anything with my hair, because it's so crazy and curly that I can't do anything with it. I look like Shirley Temple having a bad hair day.I walked down the stairs to see my dad at the dining room table, reading the newspaper. He looks nothing like me, except for the green eyes. He had straight brown hair,and a purple yalmuka
"there's my red-haired bundle of joy!'' he exclaimed as I walk down the stairs.
I appreciate his dad-ness, but I'm far from his bundle of joy. I'm not the popular cheerleader that every dad expects out of their daughter. All I do is listen to pop punk while I write poems and stories about sorrow and draw demons and dragons. I walked out the door without saying a word to him. bus stop bound, I guess.
"there's my red-haired bundle of joy!'' he exclaimed as I walk down the stairs.
I appreciate his dad-ness, but I'm far from his bundle of joy. I'm not the popular cheerleader that every dad expects out of their daughter. All I do is listen to pop punk while I write poems and stories about sorrow and draw demons and dragons. I walked out the door without saying a word to him. bus stop bound, I guess.
over the years of me being a hopeless romantic for Kyle, people always ask me, "what do you see in him?" Well, I'm about to set the record straight for why I love him so much.
First of all, his high level of morals. whenever stuff goes down in the town of south park, you can always count on Kyle to take the experience and turn it into a life lesson, with his notorious 'I learned something today' speeches.
Second of all, his pride for being different because of his religion. over the course of the show, I have seen Kyle transform from a boy who didn't know a thing about judaism, even though he practiced it, into a a jew that took pride in his religion, and he doesn't take crap from anyone who thinks anything different about it.
there are so many more reasons why i love him, that I need to write more articles about why I love him.
First of all, his high level of morals. whenever stuff goes down in the town of south park, you can always count on Kyle to take the experience and turn it into a life lesson, with his notorious 'I learned something today' speeches.
Second of all, his pride for being different because of his religion. over the course of the show, I have seen Kyle transform from a boy who didn't know a thing about judaism, even though he practiced it, into a a jew that took pride in his religion, and he doesn't take crap from anyone who thinks anything different about it.
there are so many more reasons why i love him, that I need to write more articles about why I love him.
okay, so I know that this installment is going to be a bit silly, but I don't care.
First of all, his hair. You can't talk about Kyle without talking about his hair. It's so cute! I just wanna run my fingers through it, and use it as a pillow. My profile picture is him without his hat, for crying out loud!
Second of all, his feet. I think there's a reason why his feet are shown more than other character on the show. there just so cute tiny, and chubby! they look like they belong on a baby, not a ten year old. I know that this has been expresses a lot in other ways on this website, but I had to mention it here
First of all, his hair. You can't talk about Kyle without talking about his hair. It's so cute! I just wanna run my fingers through it, and use it as a pillow. My profile picture is him without his hat, for crying out loud!
Second of all, his feet. I think there's a reason why his feet are shown more than other character on the show. there just so cute tiny, and chubby! they look like they belong on a baby, not a ten year old. I know that this has been expresses a lot in other ways on this website, but I had to mention it here
I arrive at the bus stop at 8:20 AM sharp. Five minutes later, Stan, Kenny, and Cartman arrive. Stan, in my opinion, is kinda cute. Cute as in, I would squeal if he asked me out. Thanks to my awesome luck, he's already dating another girl, Wendy Testaburger. Kenny, he's nothing special. he's really gross though, if you ask me. Today, on his way to the bus stop, I saw him take a used condom out of his coat pocket and throw it out onto the street.Cartman, on the other hand, is a whole other story. He's like if bananas, pee, math class, and all the girls at my school were made into a smoothie and I was forced to drink it.
"Hey Kylie, do you have five bucks that I can borrow?'' Cartman asks me. "oh yeah, that's right! You're a jew so you put all your money in the bank and you never spend it!''
Shut up, Cartman!'' I replied. "you're so fat that when you asked for a water mattress you were taken to sea world!"
"Hey Kylie, do you have five bucks that I can borrow?'' Cartman asks me. "oh yeah, that's right! You're a jew so you put all your money in the bank and you never spend it!''
Shut up, Cartman!'' I replied. "you're so fat that when you asked for a water mattress you were taken to sea world!"
I feel like I am you. We are like sisters. Kyle is the best South Park character ever and i read your article about only a few people liking Kyle anymore and I think your right. Not many people like Kyle anymore, I wish they did, but I do and he is the coolest SP character ever and sorry about how stupid this may seem. I'm only in seventh grade. That makes me think about how they are in like what? fourth grade most of the series and there cusing like they're in eleventh grade. But still Kyle is awesome and i respect his JewishGingerness.
If your username is in the title or you are a kyle hater in this fan club, please read this.
Over the course of me being in this club, I have noticed that you guys have been putting real nasty things about kyle, like "I hate you kyle!", and other mean things about him. Please stop. It isn't cool. If you hate kyle so much, then why don't you just stop posting this kind of stuff, or leave the club? Nobody else in the club likes it. Look, I know that kyle did some stuff that might look bad to others. However, it is not your job to embrace it and be a hater in a club full of Kyle lovers.
EVERYONE ELSE, YOU ARE VERY WELCOME.
Over the course of me being in this club, I have noticed that you guys have been putting real nasty things about kyle, like "I hate you kyle!", and other mean things about him. Please stop. It isn't cool. If you hate kyle so much, then why don't you just stop posting this kind of stuff, or leave the club? Nobody else in the club likes it. Look, I know that kyle did some stuff that might look bad to others. However, it is not your job to embrace it and be a hater in a club full of Kyle lovers.
EVERYONE ELSE, YOU ARE VERY WELCOME.
and as I stared I counted,
the webs from all the spiders
catching things and eating their insides
like indecision to call you,
to hear your voice of treason
will you come home and stop this pain tonight?
stop this pain tonight"
I read the response with great excitement. I knew that Kyle was the boy that I was looking for. He truly was the man of my dreams, you could say. I had a good feeling that for the first time, I'll actually have a real friend. I hope that he isn't some douchbag that somehow found out about my dream, dressed like Kyle, only to try to get some secrets from me. If that were the case, I would probably kill myself or something.
the webs from all the spiders
catching things and eating their insides
like indecision to call you,
to hear your voice of treason
will you come home and stop this pain tonight?
stop this pain tonight"
I read the response with great excitement. I knew that Kyle was the boy that I was looking for. He truly was the man of my dreams, you could say. I had a good feeling that for the first time, I'll actually have a real friend. I hope that he isn't some douchbag that somehow found out about my dream, dressed like Kyle, only to try to get some secrets from me. If that were the case, I would probably kill myself or something.
