Welcome to Muon's Quest to Penetrate the Bucketsphere.
This blog is owned and operated by two of the weirdest, strangest, most obnoxiously awesome, and wonderful girls anyone could ever know.
Rachel and I have known each other for a shit-long time. Rachel works as a secretary at a place and I work as a cashier at a place. We both work at places! We both complain about those places! We both complain about each other! We both complain!
We get along, really.
Except when we don't, which is always.
Rachel and I are just two girls trying to make it in this world, annoying as many people along the way as we can. We have been best friends for a while and will probably someday get married.
We have had this blog for a while and have done nothing with it.
The process for the name was an interesting one. We literally opened the dictionary to random pages, picked a word, wrote it down, and compiled a name from our favorite words chosen. Hopefully, in the future, you, the earth bound reader, will get to see some fun posts from us. We want everyone to know that we can be funny. Really! We can!
Okay, not really. But, we can be weird, and that passes as funny.
So, thanks for any interest in our blog. We hope to provide with what passes for good posts soon. In the meantime, enjoy this story about a unicorn written by Rachel!
"Once upon a time there was a little unicorn named Lafeyette, he was a pretty little unicorn, almost like a little girl...ahem, anyway, the little unicorn was pale pink with a rainbow horn and he loved to frolick through the flowers. They had to be daisies of course, nothing else. So the little unicorn while dancing through the flowers one day spies something shiny among the many white flowers and yellow flowers. He prances over to it and with a gasp he sees a tiny tiny little gold pebble. He reaches down to pick up the pebble, a smile lighting up his gay little face when suddenly an explosion happens behind him. The poor boy jumps into the air and screams, or honks, or unicorns, or something and faints dead away. Because he is a pansy....as I was saying, he fainted and awoke several hours later. His eyes took some time to adjust to the dim light in a wet place. To his horror it was a cave. Yes he was afraid of caves. I digress though...afraid of caves though he was, he still stood up stiffly on his 4 unicorn hooves and he wobbled over to the opening where sunlight pooled. He was high up on a cliff and he started crying, "oh how will I ever get down from here! I want my mama!" Little did he know that his mother did not want him....poor little unicorn...once reality of his situation set in, he killed himself by ramming repeatedly into the wall harshly. His internal organs, mainly his pancreas, ruptured and he bleed profusely from all areas. It was a bloody and painful death. And it was all because he was a pink unicorn. THE END."
