Author Blayze: *randomly* We're both so oooooodd...

Author Blayze: We're kinda straaaaaange...

Oracle Shy: Yeeeeeah.

Author Blayze: But we like it that waaaaay!

Author Blayze: We're a heluva lot beeeetteeeer, than you normaaaal freeeeaaaks!

Oracle Shy: Hehe

Author Blayze: Our headbaaaaands are toooo tiiiiight, we've got sev'ral screws looooooose...But we're daaaaamn coooooool!

Oracle Shy: The lights are on but nobody's home, the elevator doesn't go to the top.

Oracle Shy: We're not playin' with a full deck, we've lost our maaaaaarbles

Author Blayze: But...we're...COOOOOOL!

Author Blayze: We're armed with chaaaaainsaaaaaws, we've got plenny of kniiiives!

Oracle Shy: *giggle*

Author Blayze: You better watch ouuuuut, we don't miss with our guuuuuns!

Author Blayze: When we're bored, we're a scary sight! That...CYBAO TRIOOOOOO!

Oracle Shy: Arrr, matey!

Author Blayze: One is a looney blonde, she's a twisted little authoooor...

Oracle Shy: Are you talkin' 'bout me?

Author Blayze: Well, yeah. Those are all compliments.

Oracle Shy: Yep.

Oracle Shy: Then there's another author who can't be physically described, but rest assured, she's just as nuuuuuts.

Author Blayze: She's got hair liiiike muuud, and that's aaaall we knoooow!

Author Blayze: The last girl, she's special. Used ta be a girl with power. *'Chicago'-style*

Oracle Shy: Lotsa power! Then she gave it up foooor looooooove.

Author Blayze: Yeah, loooooove!

Oracle Shy: [[[LOOOOOOOVE!]]]

Author Blayze: She's got hair like gold, and a smile to kiiiiill!

Oracle Shy: [[[Darn straaaaaight!]]]

Author Blayze: *Feels like she's part of the Dixie Chicks*

Author Blayze: That boy she's got, he ain't too briiiiight! But he's sweet...

Oracle Shy: And she looooooves hiiiim!

Author Blayze: And he...Loooooves her!

Oracle Shy: [[[Yaaaaay!]]]

Author Blayze: And they're...craaaaazy! And that's good!

Oracle Shy: *giggles*

Author Blayze: And ain't no one give a rip 'bout that...CYBAO Trioooooooo! Ain't no one surea their sanityyyyy!                                                                                        

Oracle Shy: What sanity?

Author Blayze: That's the point, darlin'.

Oracle Shy: Ooooh.

Oracle Shy: I get it now. ^_^

Author Blayze: Mmmm-hmm.

Author Blayze: Now, they ain't too meeeean, and they ain't about ta get near leeeeean, and they ain't no fighting Machiiiines...

Author Blayze: But they are:

Author Blayze: CUTE!

Author Blayze: YET!

Oracle Shy: BLOODY!

Oracle Shy: ANNOYING!

Author Blayze: AND!

Oracle Shy: ORNERY!

Author Blayze: C!

Author Blayze: Y!

Oracle Shy: B!

Oracle Shy: A!

Author Blayze: O!

Author Blayze: CYBAO!

Oracle Shy: Whee!

Author Blayze: Yay!

Author Blayze: Oy...

Author Blayze: Yer all insane.

Author Blayze: Muchly.

Oracle Shy: [Heck yeah.]

Author Blayze: Aw, they know they love us. Right girls?

Oracle Shy: [No. :P]

Author Blayze: Fat chance.

Yes, that's the anthem. Gold: Chryse,  Green: Sang,  Orange: Griz,  Brown: Lupe,  Blue: Ginger.  Oracle is black and I'm red. We had too much time on our hands.