tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89774884678991088332011-04-21T20:30:28.908-07:00The Official Storyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08384577251518687734noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977488467899108833.post-10256499142489850472007-12-13T14:25:00.000-08:002007-12-13T14:42:06.473-08:00<span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">The End was a beautiful Mermaid Princess who was a little flighty and sort of dumb in an endearing way... and she loved her father, The Sea King... but she sometimes dreamed of being part of a world...part of a world of venues that have wonderful shows that aren't problematic and everyone enjoys going to. </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">So she (The End) ventured into a rough part of the sea to seek the help of the Sea Witch, Ursula... </span><br /><br />[The following is a transcript of the transaction between The End and Ursula, The Sea Witch]<br /><br />The End<br />Can you make me a venue that has wonderful shows that aren't problematic and everyone enjoys going to?<br /><br />URSULA<br />My dear, sweet child.<br />That's what I do. It's what I live for.<br />To help unfortunate merfolk like yourself.<br />Poor souls with no one else to turn to.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">And then the Sea Witch began to sing...</span><br /><br />URSULA<br />I admit that in the past I've been a nasty<br />They weren't kidding when they called me, well, a witch<br />But you'll find that nowadays<br />I've mended all my ways<br />Repented, seen the light, and made a switch<br />And I fortunately know a little magic<br />It's a talent that I always have possessed<br />And dear lady, please don't laugh<br />I use it on behalf<br />Of the miserable, the lonely, and depressed<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Come on, sing along if you know it...</span><br /><br />URSULA<br />Poor unfortunate souls<br />In pain, in need<br />This one longing to be thinner<br />That one wants to get the girl<br />And do I help them?<br />Yes, indeed<br />Those poor unfortunate souls<br />So sad, so true<br />They come flocking to my cauldron<br />Crying, "Spells, Ursula, please!"<br />And I help them!<br />Yes I do<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Pay attention now...this is an important part...</span><br /><br />URSULA<br />Now it's happened once or twice<br />Someone couldn't pay the price<br />And I'm afraid I had to rake 'em 'cross the coals<br />Yes I've had the odd complaint<br />But on the whole I've been a saint<br />To those poor unfortunate souls<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">So, The End had a choice to make...</span><br /><br />URSULA<br />Have we got a deal?<br /><br />The End<br />If I become a venue that has wonderful shows that aren't problematic and everyone enjoys going to, I'll never be with my father or sisters again.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">The Sea Witch wasn't sure who The End's sisters might have been, but she pressed on...</span><br /><br />URSULA<br />Oh, and there is one more thing.<br />We haven't discussed the subject of payment.<br /><br />The End<br />But I don't have-<br /><br />URSULA<br />I'm not asking much, just a token really, a trifle!<br />What I want from you is - your Ability to let more than 125 people in the door.<br /><br />The End<br />But without my Ability to let more than 125 people in the door, how can I-<br /><br />URSULA<br />You'll have your looks, your pretty face.<br />And don't underestimate the importance of body language, ha!<br /><br />[this part has been edited for time and to spare our viewers the sight of Ursula's off-putting hip movements]<br /><br />URSULA<br />Come on you poor unfortunate soul<br />Go ahead!<br />Make your choice!<br />I'm a very busy woman and I haven't got all day<br />It won't cost much<br />Just your Ability to let more than 125 people in the door!<br />You poor unfortunate soul<br />It's sad but true<br />If you want to cross the bridge, my sweet<br />You've got the pay the toll<br />Take a gulp and take a breath<br />And go ahead and sign the scroll<br />Flotsam, Jetsam, now I've got her, boys<br />The boss is on a roll<br />This poor unfortunate soul<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">and then The Sea Witch uttered the magic words...</span><br /><br />URSULA<br />Beluga sevruga<br />Come winds of the Caspian Sea<br />Larengix glaucitis<br />Et max laryngitis<br />La voce to me<br /><br />Now, sing!<br /><br />The End<br />Aah...<br /><br />URSULA<br />Keep singing!<br /><br />[End of Transcript]<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">...And The End did keep singing. And the Sea Witch caught the venue's Ability to let more than 125 people in the door in a sea shell. </span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977488467899108833-1025649914248985047?l=officialstoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Official Storyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08384577251518687734noreply@blogger.com1