| rdfs:comment | - One Day, Phineas, Ferb, Me (Kezia), Isabella and Melinda are sitting in My Garage, bored. "I'm Bored." says Phineas. "Well, thanks for that, Captain Durrhh." I reply. "Why are we in your garage?" "We were going to fooze." "Ahh. Then why are we not foozing?" "Go ask someone who cares." "Should we go into the house?" "You know my garage is the only room with A/C." "Ohh." "You say Garage funny." Isabella butts in. "No I don't." "Yeah, you do. You say Gar-ij. It's Gar-aahj." "Not to Australians, it's not." "Right." I get off my armchair and get my guitar, and I start strumming Seasons of Love from Rent. "You play guitar?" asks Ferb. "Yup. Acoustic and Electric." I say. "I play piano!" says Isabella. "I play keyboard!" says Phineas. "I know! We should form a band!" I suggest. "Oh yeah!
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| abstract | - One Day, Phineas, Ferb, Me (Kezia), Isabella and Melinda are sitting in My Garage, bored. "I'm Bored." says Phineas. "Well, thanks for that, Captain Durrhh." I reply. "Why are we in your garage?" "We were going to fooze." "Ahh. Then why are we not foozing?" "Go ask someone who cares." "Should we go into the house?" "You know my garage is the only room with A/C." "Ohh." "You say Garage funny." Isabella butts in. "No I don't." "Yeah, you do. You say Gar-ij. It's Gar-aahj." "Not to Australians, it's not." "Right." I get off my armchair and get my guitar, and I start strumming Seasons of Love from Rent. "You play guitar?" asks Ferb. "Yup. Acoustic and Electric." I say. "I play piano!" says Isabella. "I play keyboard!" says Phineas. "I know! We should form a band!" I suggest. "Oh yeah! That'd be cool!" says Melinda. "We need a name." I say. I plug my iPod Touch headphones in and scroll through the artists, looking for inspiration. "Rock band?" I ask. "Like Paramore, for instance?" "Yeah", "Don't see why not.", "Cool", they all agree. "'Kay." I look through album names next. After a while, I say: "I've got nothing." "I've got it!" says Ferb. "What about "Riot"?" "Oh yeah! R-I-O-T?" I say. "No, R-I-O-T-Exclamation Mark." "Cool!" "Wait!" says Phineas,"We need a lead singer, right? What about Isabella?" "What? What about the rest of us?" I intervene. "Well, she's the only one I've heard singing." "Why not hold auditions?" suggests Melinda. "Okay, tomorrow." says Phineas.
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