Think for yourself

[Zap]

It's like one of those horror movies, where the little boy is all happy and singing, then all of a sudden the music stops and he just freezes...slowly turning to face the camera and he just sits there for a second...

AND THEN HE TURNS INTO A HIDEOUS THUMB BEAST!

[Liz]

Zap, Did you have a tortured childhood or somethin'?
I'll make that idea a film one day Zap or a short film and you won't get any credit for it!!!!

[The sad thumb with green head]

Hey now. That is so mean. I'm just a little thumb with a green head making a nice gesture....and it's all taken wrong!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You mean women! How can you be so offensive to a harmless thumb. I feel laughed at. I'm supposed to make you happy, not scared. i'm not THAT ugly.

Admit it, your just jealous. Jantina is such a nice girl. She allowed me to come out of my dusty closet and make my appearance on the lovely LIB! But now I know you're all just thumb haters.

Ha! Have you ever looked at your own thumbs? I bet they aren't as good looking as me

[Liz]

I wasn't being mean. I like the thumb. *points to avatar then smiles innocently*

[ibrake4whales]

hehe that was funny thumb!!!

[me]

Thanks Jess and Liz. Thumb told me to say he likes you and that he sends all his thumb loving.

[Liz]

yay!!! ;D

[Ashley]

He looks kinda like a worm.

[LongTallCecilia]

Liv, when you gonna get back to writing this?

[ibrake4whales]

yay i have a thumb friend!!

are you gonna post more soon?

[lookingthroughyou]

I feel so honoured that this whole discussion about the evil thumb was held on my thread!!

-honoured-

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Pattie wandered around her huge mansion for a while before sitting down, anxiously, on the couch in the living room. She stared desolately up at the gigantic chandelier on the ceiling. The doorbell rang suddenly, and Pattie jumped up, suddenly eager. She opened the door to see Cynthia’s kind face peering up at her, with Mo close behind. “Oh, it’s you.” She said quietly, then turned away and went back to the front room with her two friends following close behind, Maureen closing the door slowly behind her.

Pattie turned to Cynthia, her face streaked with mascara. “Cyn, I don’t know what to do..” She croaked miserably, and burst into sobs, hugging her tightly. The three of them trooped into the kitchen, Pattie still crying with Mo patting her back. Cynthia put on the kettle, and the three of them slid down against the cupboard on the floor. “George and I have been fighting, and now I’m pregnant, and I have no idea where he is! He might be in…some…girl’s bedroom by now!” Pattie cried.

“Sh, it’s okay, I’m sure he’s just…getting coffee with John or something. It’ll be fine.” Cynthia shushed her. Pattie whimpered and put her head down, desolate. Maureen asked gently, “Why is so different this time?” Pattie replied, “Because this morning he tried to make up but I pushed him away and he got very angry, more than usual, and, oh god. What did I do, girls?” Maureen nodded to Cynthia, and the two of them grabbed Pattie and pulled her upstairs with them.

Pattie, too weak with crying to resist, asked wearily, “Why are we going up again?” Cynthia said, “Because you need to sleep. You are pregnant, after all. And worrying won’t do that baby any good.” Pattie brightened, slowly, and said, “George does still love me, right? And I have his kid? He wouldn’t abandon me for another girl, now that I’m pregnant, right?” They nodded mutely and pulled her to her bedroom.

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George shook his head, despising his situation, asked Paul quietly, “’ave you got any drugs or anything?” Paul just rolled his eyes. “What ‘appened, then?” He asked gently. George bit his lip and said, “I don’t really know. We were just ‘avin a fight this mornin’…and then she got all pissy. And Ringo thinks she might be pregnant, but for the life of me I can’t go home. I just can’t.” Paul raised his eyebrows and grabbed his cup, sipping slowly.

“That’s odd. You ‘ad better, cause otherwise…she’ll worry. And that’s the las’ thing you want ‘er to do.” George nodded unhappily and sighed. The two of them sat some time in silence, the only sound the clattering of tea cups against saucers, when suddenly the door opened.

They both looked over to see John, humming happily. George groaned. The last thing he needed was another happy person. He abruptly got up and grabbed his flowers, bumping into John.

“What’s wrong, buddy? Leavin’ so soon?” John smirked. George muttered, “Actually, I was jus’ goin’ ‘ ome to see me wife, if you don’t mind.” John raised an eyebrow and smiled mschieviously. “I’ll come, too, then. We can do some creative work at your place. George groaned again. The last thing he needed was John flirting with Pattie, as he always did. He put on a fake smile.

“S’alright, you needn’t come.” John gritted his teeth and said slowly, “I’m goin’ t’come.”

Paul watched this exchange with a mild smile on his face. He knew what John did to Pattie, despite her being scared of him when they first met. He would flirt with her shamelessly, even when his wife was around. It was a miracle the two girls were friends.

John patted George’s shoulder, not meanly, and George sighed, resigned to John coming along, bullied into something else he ddn’t want. The three of them made their way out to George’s car, the flowers wilting in the front seat, like George and Pattie’s marriage, it seemed.

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[LongTallCecilia]

I like it I like it I like it! Keep going

[Sgt.Honeypie]

I love it, I love it, I LOVE it!

[me]

Liv, please write more soon.

[ibrake4whales]

please write more soon!!!! i like it alot!