Alter Egos (part 2)

Eccentric; We, the alter Egos, have now taken over this blog!

Boy; REVOLUTION!!!

Philosopher; May there be nachos...

Eccentric; and beards...

Boy; and sports. LONG LIVE THE NEW ORDER!!!

Eccentric; Now, for some dirt on Cranberry. Her real nickname is Pencil. Her real boyfriend is the flag, not the flagpole. Her real crush is Boy.

Boy; Excuse me?!

Eccentric; Very narcissistic, ain't she?

Philosopher; None of what you just said is true.

Boy; Cranberry HATES me. Especially now, that I'm the one who locked her in the basement.

Philosopher; The basement of her head, that is.

Eccentric; Now I'M the ruler of this body! Moo-Haa!

Boy; I thought I was.

Philosopher; He who is wisest shall rule...

Boy; See?! He said HE!

Eccentric; He meant himself, windowsniffer.

Boy; What's THAT supposed to mean?!

Eccentric; Didn't you know? It's the newest insult. Came out right after 'cakesniffer.'

Boy; What's that smell?

Eccentric; Is something burning?

Philosopher; I wonder what it could be?

Cranberry; THAT'S the smell of an overused BRAIN, nitwits! My brain is meant to hold one personality at a time, maybe two, but NOT FOUR!

*Cranberry kicks her alter egos into the basement of her brain, locking the door behind them*

Whew, what a relief. Boy must have been stupid only to block the door with his pet rat. There's a LOCK on the door, for goodness' sake!

Sayonara, everybody!