Kasandalex1314

One afternoon in your backyard you, relax at your patio set and enjoy your favorite drink while surfing DeviantArt.com on your lap top. You’re suddenly interrupted by the sound of motorcycles pulling into a parking lot behind your backyard. A bunch of people consisting of bikers and other dressed in styles you’ve never seen are led by a woman dressed in an eccentric outfit. “Excuse me” the woman says in clam voice to you “May I ask if you know Mobis-New-Nest” you nod but give her a peculiar look. “Did you also favor a piece of his art in his gallery” she asks, you nod and close your lap top. “Beautiful, this is from him to you, to show you his gratitude” she said. Suddenly a chorus began to play and part of the group broke into a dance while the other brought out balloons, drinks, confetti and food. The eccentric woman then began to sing while dancing.

Ohohohoh

I’m love with Mo-b-is, Mo-b-is

Ohohohoh

I’m love with Mo-b-is, Mo-b-is

MOBIS! MO-B-IS! MOBIS! MO-B-IS!

MOBIS! MO-B-IS! MOBIS! GAGA!

He thinks outside the box every day

He’s on another level is what he’ll say

I admire his talent in every way

I am a loyal fan and I won’t sway

AWOH-WOWAHOW! AWOH-WOWAHOW!

That’s right I’ll fave them all, fave them, fave them all

AWOH-WOWAHOW! AWOH-WOWAHOW!

I hold him like a doll, hold him like a doll

I’m just an artsy fool

Oh baby he is so cool

Now I’m in love with Mobis baby

I’m just an artsy fool

Oh baby he is so cool

Now I’m in love with Mobis baby

Ohohohoh

I’m love with Mo-b-is, Mo-b-is

Ohohohoh

I’m love with Mo-b-is, Mo-b-is

MOBIS! MO-B-IS! MOBIS! MO-B-IS!

MOBIS! MO-B-IS! MOBIS! GAGA!

I want to watch you

Because something is pull me towards you

Deviant Art is my virtue

But Mobis is the deviant I cling to

I CLING TO!

I’m just an artsy fool

Oh baby he is so cool

Now I’m in love with Mobis baby

I’m just an artsy fool

Oh baby he is so cool

Now I’m in love with Mobis baby

Ohohohoh

I’m love with Mo-b-is, Mo-b-is

Ohohohoh

I’m love with Mo-b-is, Mo-b-is

MOBIS! MO-B-IS! MOBIS! MO-B-IS!

MOBIS! MO-B-IS! MOBIS! GAGA!

By the time she finished singing, her crew started to leave along with her. Meanwhile your entire backyard was a mess, popped rubber remains from balloons lay everywhere, streamers and confetti where covering your fences while empty broken bottles and left over food covered your lawn. In that moment the vein on your forehead throbs with furious anger, then you put your fists to air swearing you’ll get vengeance on Mobis-New-Nest for destroying your quite afternoon.