last one

And now, the moment you have all be waiting for or dreading.DRUMROLL......
"Monty Python and the Opera Ghost"
Scene 1(A little dressing room. A rather beautiful but ditsy young woman is brushing her hair. A chicken runs by. The girl sighs once, then sighs again. Then sighs a third time. She stops, and looks at the camera.)
Girl: What was my line? Who am I playing?
Director: CUT!
Scene 1 (again)(A dressing room. A rather beautiful but ditsy young woman is brushing her hair. The girl sighs. This is Christine Daaé).
Christine: Oh, I wish my dear mother had never died!
Off camera: ::whispered:: Father.
Christine: Wha?. oh. I wish my dear father had never died! But he did. I wish he would send me that angel he promised.
(The sound of a harp playing, followed by a string breaking and profanity)
Christine: ::wide eyed and stupidly:: What was that? Is someone there?
(Erik is behind the mirror)
Erik: I just broke a bloody harp string and it whipped across my hand and cut me!. I wonder if I'll need stitches.
Christine: :confused:: Oh.. A harp? ::looks as if suddenly as if a lightbulb went off in her brainless head:: Oh! Angels carry harps! Are you an angel?
Erik: Do you think angels talk to nubile young women through their dressing room mirrors?
Christine: ::blinks:: I don't know.
Erik: Do you think they become insanely obsessed with beautiful young women and would commit murder for them?
Christine: I don't know..
Erik: Do you think angels have disfigured faces?
Christine: I don't know...
Erik: Is there anything you do know?
Christine: ::defiantly:: Of course! ::looks lost for a moment, then chirps up:: One plus one is three!
Erik: ::sighs:: Ok. Well then, I AM an angel.
Christine: Oh goodie goodie! ::claps her hands together:: I've always wanted an angel of my own. Tell me, do you have a lifetime warranty?
Erik: Errr.. Sure.
Christine: Will you teach me how to sing better than anyone else in the Opera?
Erik: Well. I guess I could.
Christine: Oh! Oh! Will you steal me away to some magical place and sing to me and love me because I'm beautiful?
Erik: Don't push it.
[to be continued?]

tooo funny

Take lack of sleep, mix it with a hyper phan, and add Sisqo's "Thong Song". Bake for two hours until absurd.
"THE FOP SONG"

Erik:This thing right hereIs to let everyone knowAbout the VicomteYou know. Raoul De ChagnyHahaha, check it out -

One night just he dropped on by
At my Opera House like he was fly
Eyed my protégé like she was a dish
Made me real nervous, I wasn't liking it
Cause I'm her angel, even with this face
Now he's walking around like he owns the place
Well there's a few things that he should know
Like she's my girl, and I run this show

His skull was thick thick thick
Acts a like prick prick prick
Dumb as a brick brick brick

Now listen again

His skull was thick thick thick
Acts like a prick prick prick
Dumb as a brick brick brick
And he just won't stop

'Cause he's just a fop!
Oh yeahA fop fop fop fop fop
He needs to get a clue
I didn't know what to do with
The fop fop fop fop fop

Took Christine to my lair one night
sang for her music of the night
it was goin' good til she stole the mask
want to win her love, not an easy task

She ran to that boy fast as could be
Forgot the music, turned away from me
In a fit of rage dropped the chandelier
shocked the company, filled their hearts with fear

His skull was thick thick thick
Acts a like prick prick prick
Dumb as a brick brick brick

Now listen again

His skull was thick thick thick
Acts like a prick prick prick
Dumb as a brick brick brick
And he just won't stop

'Cause he's just a fop!
Oh yeahA fop fop fop fop fop
He needs to get a clue
I didn't know what to do with
The fop fop fop fop fop

Now I'm hopping mad that she is gone
Spent six months working on Don Juan
Went to the Masquerade dressed as Red Death
Scared my managers,
Christine lost her breath

Took the ring, peeved the boy real bad
But that was playing, he should see me mad
Gonna steal her back, gonna cook his goose
Don't piss me off boy, or you'll meet my noose

His skull was thick thick thick
Acts a like prick prick prick
Dumb as a brick brick brick

Now listen again

His skull was thick thick thick
Acts like a prick prick prick
Dumb as a brick brick brick
And he just won't stop

'Cause he's just a fop!
Oh yeahA fop fop fop fop fop
He needs to get a clue
I didn't know what to do with
The fop fop fop fop fop

OMERIK! this is SO FUNNY! LITTERALLY LMAO!!!

A Parody of the song "I'm Too Sexy" by Right Said Fred, care of the wonderful cast of Phantom. ~_^
It's the Masquerade at the Opera House, and everyone is dancing and gossiping when Erik suddenly appears at the top of the grand staircase, only, he is not dressed as Red Death - he is still in his usual evening attire. Everyone plays no attention to him as he doesn't look much different than any one else, but Christine and Raoul are passing by the bottom of the staircase, and Christine looks up, realizing who it is and gives a little yelp. Everyone stops, and follow her gaze to Erik.
Christine: Erik, I thought you were going to come dressed as Red Death.
Erik: Well, I was, but I changed my mind. you see ::he sweeps his hands out to indicate himself:: I was going to change into the Red Death costume when I thought to myself, "You know, my evening clothes are so much more flattering. he does a little twirl, then stops, tilts his head in thought:: but. now that I think about it. ::suddenly, without warning, he pulls his cloak from his shoulders, begins to twirl it over his head, breaking into song::

Erik: I'm to sexy for my cloak, to sexy for my cloak Stop laughing, it's no joke!

::Raoul has broken into uncontrollable laughter, Erik throws the punjab lasso around his neck and gives it a tug, sending Raoul tumbling down the staircase, bruised and choking, but not dead. Erik tosses his end of the punjab lasso to the floor::

Erik: I'm to sexy for my lasso, to sexy for my lasso Killing peoples' such a hassle
Well I'm the Phantom, you know what I mean And I kidnap Christine through the mirror Yeah, through the mirror, through the mirror, yeahI kidnap Christine through the mirror

::he pulls off his hat and flings it. Carlotta, who has been watching this display open jawed, get hit in the face with it::

Erik:And I'm too sexy for my hat Too sexy for my hat, what d'you think about that?

::He dances down the stairs, and dramatically rips of the mask, tossing it high into the air. Everyone gasps, and averts their eyes::

Erik:And I'm to sexy for my mask, to sexy for my mask Being a phantom is such a daunting task!
Well I'm the Phantom, you know what I mean And I kidnap Christine through the mirror Yeah, through the mirror, through the mirror, yeahI kidnap my love through the mirror

::Erik goes over to Christine, who's gone white as a sheet, but her cheeks are a little flushed by her fascination. He leans down almost face to face with her and point to himself::

Erik: I'm to sexy for my nose, to sexy for my nose So sexy it never even showed!

:: Christine looks from Raoul, who has finally untangled himself from the lasso, back to Erik. A light bulb of realization goes on over her head::

Christine: You know Erik, you ARE sexy without a nose!

::Erik and Christine run off hand in hand, leaving a confused Raoul, along with the rest of the stunned Masqueraders behind::

Raoul ::calling after them:: : Wait! I. I can rip my nose off and be too sexy too!!!...

M. Firmin ::looks down at his glass of champagne, then to M. Andre::
: I think I must be hallucinating... that's the last time I'm ever drinking three of these in a row!!!

more photo IAM ALL OF THESE, ERIK, NOT DRUG

Let's face it, being a phan is like being a drug user.How so? Both Erik and drugs are:
- Highly addictive
- Expensive to indulge in
- After you've tried it once, you want more
- Gives user a state of euphoria
- Encourages thoughts of murder, suicide, depression
- Makes users highly excitable when exposed to large doses
- Users have been known to go without food and basic living allowances to indulge
- Some users become so obsessed that it becomes their one and only focus in life
- Users sometimes become dealers, involving their friends in their new found obsession
- The more artistic of those addicted will engage in creating works of visual and literary art centralizing on the theme of drugs/Erik
- When exposed to the drug/Erik, users may go into state of mania - when suffering from withdrawal, users may slip into deep mood swings, often accompanied by deep bouts of sadness and irritability
- Users take comfort in knowing use of this drug/Erik is absolutely legalized
- Hardcore users can trace the history and evolution of the drug/Erik from its original form to its modern counterparts
- Some dealers charge outrageous prices (Andrew Lloyd Webber)
- Newer forms of the drug/Erik are often inferior to the original
- The best form of the drug/Erik is often the hardest for users to find
- Users often collect paraphernalia associate with their drug/Erik of choice
- Even though the drug/Erik is legal, some connoisseurs take their obsession to an illegal level in order to completely immerse themselves in its potent embrace
- Some users become so crazed after years of use that they begin to attack other users in a mad fit of desire to be the one and only possessor of the drug/Erik
- Some users have acquired large collections of literature about the drug/Erik
- In some extremely rare cases, drug/Erik has been known to cause users to become pathological liars(example: people who tell other users they are heavily involved in the production of said drug/Erik)i try not to, i really do!
- Some users believe they are one with the drug/Erik(of corse I am!)
- Some users spend time making lists about the common characteristics of other users ;) lmao

new musical of phantm quotes

Phantom
Music and lyrics: Maury Yeston
Book: Arthur Kopit
Premiere: Thursday, January 31, 1991

Phantom:Oh, you are music, beautiful musicAnd you are light to meOh you are music, moonbeams of musicAnd you are life to meDo re mi fa solFa re fa miTake a breath one oneAnd after three

Phantom:Ready for the run from 'do' to 'do'Oh, you are music, beautiful musicAnd you are light to meOh, you are music, sunburst of musicAnd you are light to me.

Phantom:Here you'll be safeFrom their prying and vicious eyesFar from all venomous words and malicious lies.Sleep gentle creature, my love and my protegčAs for myself, I will worship you night and day.All my existence will end if you go away...Life without your musicWould not be worth livingI'd be useless as a bell that cannot ringLeft here all aloneI'd be a sad abandoned kingWithout a land to live for...Life without your sweetnessBleak, dead, incompleteA season silent as a bird that doesn't singEndless, frozen timeThat only you can turn to spring.Without your spell, like a musical chordRunning deep in my mindLike a swell in a classical symphony.I am undone, out of step, out of tuneI'm a man who's gone blind, broken insidePoorly designed...and so youSee, with all your music!Me, with all your musicWe'd be like a race apartAnd now you're hereAnd we may start.

so many freinds.....

...... but i'm losing some. At least i still have my bestest friends!
Red is for rembrance comes out in sept.
Singing contest tomorrow
i am pshychic!
clairaudient
i can hear the spirits
i have also taken on the role of a witch.
My spells work!!!!!!
i feel soooo good!
i HAD A SEANCE
it was way fun and i wrote another song
how many songs can u write in the same key?!

Friends who havent contacted me since my party/day @ beach:
sierra
shannon
leah
vanessa
haley(although she hates me)

i think thats it.

omgodess

i have the most phriends ive eva had! i love it! erik loves me! my birthday: jun 4th!!!!!! im geting 10000 phantom opera cds and a ouija board so i can talk 2 opera ghost and the vampire don. i might have a crush on trever, idk.