As the title says this is gonna be a journal for a good laugh. I'm gonna use and for this little comedy skit. Hope you all enjoy and those two as well.


Pom: Ok love time for me to fly you in a plane.

Feyd: Since when do you know how to fly a plane?!

Pom: Huh? I've been doing this since I was 10.

Feyd: WTF?!

Pom: Don't worry it's fine. This plane belongs to a friend of mine who was in a band with me.

Feyd: Your friend in the and owned this plane?! o___O

Pom: Yep!

Feyd:....Who are you and what have you done with Pom?!

Pom: LOL!! What are you talking about.....

Feyd: You never told me any of this!

Pom: I thought I did I guess I forgot to tell you hehehe!!!

Feyd: How the hell could you forgot to tell me THAT?!!

Pom: Ummm...bad memory. >.>

Feyd: Well no argurment there. Btw.....are you drunk?

Pom: I'm sober....ish.

Feyd:.....-__-

Pom: Hahaha! Listen it's gonna be fine. Trust me ok?

Feyd: Fine. But if we crash and I die and you somehow manage survive I'm haunting your ass till the end of time.

Pom: Eeeh fair enough. o.o (Oh man she's serious too)

*Pom, like a gentleman, opens the door of the plane and help Feyd get in only to slip a little in the process. Pom tries his best to hold his laugh in but Feyd hears a little giggle to which she gives him a stink eye look. After several minutes of flying they reach the altitude of 10,000 feet*

Feyd: WOW!!^__^

Pom: Enjoying yourself?

Feyd: Yeah this is so great. I can see the whole island from here!! ^-^

Pom: Now for the surprise.

Feyd: What that you really are drunk?

Pom: Like a skunk, baby!

Feyd: WHAT?! O_O

Pom: Joking joking. LOL!!!

Feyd: I swear. >.<

Pom: But seriously the surprise is now you're gonna fly the plane.

Feyd: Enough joking Pom. >_>

Pom. No...really it's gonna be simple and clean nothing fancy. I promise.

Feyd:....Alright.

Pom: Now lets do it! Put your hand on my stick!^__^

Feyd: I'm not putting my hand on your stick. >__>

*Pom grabs her hand*

Pom: C'mon put your hand on my stick.

Feyd: I'm not putting my hand on your stick, Pom! (How can he think about sex at at a time like this let along at 10,000 in the air!!!!!)

*Pom steadily tries to pull her arm towards him while she pulls back*

Pom: Look it's nothing to be scared of. Just put your hand on my stick.

Fyed: Not happening!!>_<

Pom: Listen all you're gonna do is go up and down, and left and right and...

Feyd: I think I know how to handle your stick by now, Pom. I'm not grabbing it and that's that.

Pom: Well how else are you gonna fly the plane?

Feyd: Fly the plane?

*Pom points to the plane's control stick*

Pom: Yeah you gotta grab the control stick to steer the plane.

Feyd: Oooooh that stick not the other stick so that's what you meant.

Pom: The other stick

Feyd: Never mind I'll take control now. (You big moron why didn;t you say control stick from the start gaaah!!!) Yaaay!! I can fly now. Hey, Pom I can see your house from here.....why is there smoke coming from it.

Pom: (What's wrong with her today and what did she mean by "the other stick" ) Oh that's...wait....WHAT?!O__O