MCR-isms
by ~NaruIno4eva
[b]I DID NOT WRITE THIS ONE OF MY FRIENDS ON DEVIANTART DID[b]
1. Gerard: Frank, you seriously have a problem with unclipping bras
Frank: What problem? *unclips Jamia's bra from behind*
Jamia: Eep! *holds up bra* Holy crap Frankie! We're in public!! Clip it back on, hurry!
Frank: I only know how to undo, honey, not redo.
Jamia: =_= ...Some help you are.
2. Frank: *knocks on Gerard's door*
Gerard: Oh hi Frankie, what's up?
Frank: Are you forgetting the "Bros Before Hos" contract we all signed?
Gerard: What?
Lynz: *emerages from behind Gerard wearing one of his shirts* Hi Frank!!
Frank: See?! Bros Before Hos! Bros Before Hos!
LynZ: Did you just call me a whore?
Frank: No; I called you a ho. Like the gardening tool. BURN
Gerard and LynZ: GTFO, Frankie
3. LynZ: Gerard! You got me pregnant again! I told you to wear a condom!
Gerard: But all the condoms were too big!
LynZ: That's because your thing is so small! It's like an iPod shuffle!
Gerard: HAY
4. Gerard: *shavin his pits*
Mikey: So that's where your beard went!
Gerard: =_=
Frank: It's a forest!
Gerard: >(
Ray: Damn! Thats not how you grow facial hair, Gee
Gerard: DX
Bob: Hahaha, fail beard. Beard!
Gerard: ...
Alicia: Shit! Mikey was right about those pits.
Gerard: SHUT THE FUCK UP, PEOPLE! Why did I out of all people have to be the one with a lack of testosterone? Why couldn't it have been Mikey?! *sobs*
5. Gerard: *notices a hole in the croch of Frank's jeans* That is one awkward hole you got there, my friend
Frank: Yeah, but the ladies like it~
Gerard: And by ladies you mean Jamia?
Frank: Your point?
6. Katlyn: Bob, hurry up and get your food! Frank's going on next! *fatty...*
Bob: Hey, I heard that! And there is a camera right there, I know it! *turns around* Fuck, I was right. Must...resist...smashing it...
7. Gerard: I just remembered: Ray is Mexican! You can converse with your native people here, Toro! :D
Ray: ...Fuck off. ><
8. Bob: That Franka and Jamia...they are the least cute couple I have ever seen
*Frank and Jamia enter*
Bob: There they are, the most lovely couple ever! They make me wanna cry!
Frank and Jamia: ...Fail acting, Bob. We heard you.
9. Gerard: *imitating Dave Chapelle* Them Mexicans and their leopard print coats... XD
Everyone except Ray: Ooooooooooooooh~ XD
Ray: *is wearing a leopard print coat* ...
--
10. Gerard: Intermission, everyone! One, two, three, four!
Mikey and Gerard: Hey hey, you you/I don't like your girlfriend~ XD
11. Gerard: *noticing that Ray is tuning his guitar* Tuning, tuning, tuning...tuning, tuning...tuning...iole!
Ray: ...WTH...
12. Frank: *rocking out with Pansy* Nah nah nah nah nah~ *smashes Pansy accidentially mid-song* ... :0 Fuck
13. Gerard: I got the worst middle name a man can give his son. At least my brother got a normal, sensible one that the ladies like.
Mikey: Ha ha. xp
14. Gerard: *uncovers the GWay/Helena fandom* AAAAAAH! What the fuck?! This is incest, incest I tell you! INCEST!!! Me and my grandmama...ToT
LynZ: Did you discover another sick, twisted fandom today babe?
Gerard: Yup.
LynZ: Thought so.
15. Ray: I don't get why people call me Mexican. I'm Puerto Rican.
Gerard: Puerto Rico and Mexico are near each other. You guys are homies. Y'all can party together.
Ray: Well, that's true.
16. Mikey: I got my baby a fucking rock. Her ring trumps the pebbles y'all gave your girls. Thus, I get bonus points.
Alicia: Yes you do. *kisses*
17. Gerard: *smokes a rone*
Mikey: Do you really have to do that here? *pulls out inhaler*
Gerard: Yes I do. This is my smoking spot. Go find your own asthma medicine-taking spot.
Mikey: o__<; At least I'm doing something healthy.
Gerard: HAY. No smoker exclusion.
Mikey: Shut it, cancer stick boy. *takes medicine*
18. Doctor: So, Michael, why do you wany Lasik?
Mikey: 'Cause I've had specs since I was a wee lad, and since I'm getting married, I don't want glasses when I get married. My future kids would make fun of me.
19. Frank: Dude, get your ass on twitter. You haven't been on since fucking September.
Gerard: That's 'cause I'm too busy being a Daddy. :p
Frank: Your wife is a more active twitterer than you. Don't use parenting as an excuse, daddy-o.
Gerard: Are you serious? God damn.
20. Gerard: Maybe we should do that Unplugged show on the MTV.
Frank: Nah, I don't think that'd be good.
Gerard: Aww, why not?
Ray: How am I supposed to shred on an acosutic guitar?
Bob: And how could I even drum? Use a bongo drum? I'd break that motherfucker in two seconds flat.
21. Bob: *shreding on the drums* Fuck yeah, I rule *hits tambourine and sends it flying into a light* ...Oh, shit.
--
22. Gerard: *gets handed dirty dishes at an event* Aww, I thought that this time I didn't look like a waiter again! :(
23. Ray: Okay, where's Frankie? Is he still getting ready?
Bob: He said he'd be in the lobby in five minutes.
*Frank and Jamia enter giggling*
Ray: Where the hell have you two been?
Frank and Jamia: *laugh* There's a party in your bathroom/All night long~! XD
Mikey: Whoa! TMI, dude!
Gerard: ...Frank Anthony Thomas Iero Junior, that is NOT appropriate. There are children in this establishment.
Frank: *ignores G and kisses Jamia on the cheek* There's a party in my bathroom/All night long~!
24. Jamia: Now Frankie, I know you love tattoos and I love yours, but please don't get so many that you look like Trace Cyrus.
Frank: Who?
Jamia: The creepy catfish man you're scared of, dear.
Frank: Ooooooh. Yeah, don't worry, honey. I won't look like the scary catfish man, I promise.
25. Gerard: Bandit, promise your old man that when you become a big girl, that you will not be like Miley Cyrus. Okay?
LynZ: -____-; She's a baby. She's not going to understand a word coming out of your mouth.
Gerard: Please don't ruin this for me, baby.
26. Gerard: How come we never get to go to the Grammy's? We're totally legit for that shit.
Mikey: It's because they can't handle too many people from New Jersey in one place. The whole cast of Jersey Shore is there.
Gerard: Psh, they don't count.
27. Alicia: I just realized; if you married your ex instead of Linds, and Bob never dated Katlyn, all of the ladies of My Chem would have names ending with an 'a.' Alicia, Christa, Eliza, Jamia...
Gerard: ...Don't remind me of her, please. Find my happy place, find my happy place...D:
28. Rob Cavallo: Now Gerard, for the bridge right here, I nned you to sound like your crying. At least in the beginning.
Gerard: >___> No.
Cavallo: =___= *and they said he wasn't a diva...* Fine, I'm just gonna lock you up in this lil studio, okay?
Gerard: Whatever.
Cavallo: And we're just gonna have a special someone observe as we try to get this part down.
*LynZ enters*
Gerard: :D LINDSEEEY~ *tries to open door* What? It's locked?! NOOOOOOO~
Cavallo: 'Kay we're recording now, start at 'can you hear me crying.'
Gerard: *to LynZ* "Can you hear me cry out to you words I thought I'd choke on?/Figure out-"
Cavallo: That was great, try singing into the mic instead of against the glass this time, please?
--
29. Bob: *listening to Christina Augilera on his iPod* :D
Frank: O hay Bobbert whatcha listening to?
Bob: Fuck off.
Frank: *steals iPod*
Bob: Hay, that is mine-
Frank: Christina AGUILERA?! *laughs* O my God, this is rich. Yo Mikey, guess what's on Bob's-
Bob: *tackles Frank to the ground* Take that, you little iPod stealing Keebler elf!
30. Gerard: *reads Perez Hilton.com* Look honey, I have a whole section on Perez Hilton! I'm considered remotely famous! :D
LynZ: *inspects* One of your articles is also filed under the "Yummy Yummy Skrew" section, and they misspelt my name twice.
Gerard: D:
31. Jamia: Hey, Frankie. Guess what?
Frank: What?
Jamia: I have no panties on. :D
Frank: 0////0 That's hawt.
Jamia: If Paris Hilton sues you for saying that, I'm not paying the legal fee.
32. Gerard: *is feeding Bandit her bottle*
LynZ: ...I love you. <3
Gerard: <3
33. LynZ: Hay Gerard sweetie, who's a better kisser: me or Bert McCracken?
Gerard: Um...do you want me to tell you a little lie when i tell you the answer?
LynZ: o_____<;;;;;
34. Gerard: *is watching MSI play*
Wormy: Dude, I know she's your wife and all, but do you have to stare at her ass all day long?
Gerard: Yes~
Wormy: +___+;;;
35. Gerard: In case of a Y2K emergency or a 2012 apocolypse, hide in the bathrooms. They're safest.
36. Gerard: *trying to think of a TUA storyline* ...Rawr, fuck you, writer's block
37. Ray: Now that Bob's out of the band..what are we gonna do about drumming later?
Mikey: ...Ooo, didn't think about that.
Frank: James?
Gerard: BINGO!
38. Mikey: :D
by ~NaruIno4eva
[b]I DID NOT WRITE THIS ONE OF MY FRIENDS ON DEVIANTART DID[b]
1. Gerard: Frank, you seriously have a problem with unclipping bras
Frank: What problem? *unclips Jamia's bra from behind*
Jamia: Eep! *holds up bra* Holy crap Frankie! We're in public!! Clip it back on, hurry!
Frank: I only know how to undo, honey, not redo.
Jamia: =_= ...Some help you are.
2. Frank: *knocks on Gerard's door*
Gerard: Oh hi Frankie, what's up?
Frank: Are you forgetting the "Bros Before Hos" contract we all signed?
Gerard: What?
Lynz: *emerages from behind Gerard wearing one of his shirts* Hi Frank!!
Frank: See?! Bros Before Hos! Bros Before Hos!
LynZ: Did you just call me a whore?
Frank: No; I called you a ho. Like the gardening tool. BURN
Gerard and LynZ: GTFO, Frankie
3. LynZ: Gerard! You got me pregnant again! I told you to wear a condom!
Gerard: But all the condoms were too big!
LynZ: That's because your thing is so small! It's like an iPod shuffle!
Gerard: HAY
4. Gerard: *shavin his pits*
Mikey: So that's where your beard went!
Gerard: =_=
Frank: It's a forest!
Gerard: >(
Ray: Damn! Thats not how you grow facial hair, Gee
Gerard: DX
Bob: Hahaha, fail beard. Beard!
Gerard: ...
Alicia: Shit! Mikey was right about those pits.
Gerard: SHUT THE FUCK UP, PEOPLE! Why did I out of all people have to be the one with a lack of testosterone? Why couldn't it have been Mikey?! *sobs*
5. Gerard: *notices a hole in the croch of Frank's jeans* That is one awkward hole you got there, my friend
Frank: Yeah, but the ladies like it~
Gerard: And by ladies you mean Jamia?
Frank: Your point?
6. Katlyn: Bob, hurry up and get your food! Frank's going on next! *fatty...*
Bob: Hey, I heard that! And there is a camera right there, I know it! *turns around* Fuck, I was right. Must...resist...smashing it...
7. Gerard: I just remembered: Ray is Mexican! You can converse with your native people here, Toro! :D
Ray: ...Fuck off. ><
8. Bob: That Franka and Jamia...they are the least cute couple I have ever seen
*Frank and Jamia enter*
Bob: There they are, the most lovely couple ever! They make me wanna cry!
Frank and Jamia: ...Fail acting, Bob. We heard you.
9. Gerard: *imitating Dave Chapelle* Them Mexicans and their leopard print coats... XD
Everyone except Ray: Ooooooooooooooh~ XD
Ray: *is wearing a leopard print coat* ...
--
10. Gerard: Intermission, everyone! One, two, three, four!
Mikey and Gerard: Hey hey, you you/I don't like your girlfriend~ XD
11. Gerard: *noticing that Ray is tuning his guitar* Tuning, tuning, tuning...tuning, tuning...tuning...iole!
Ray: ...WTH...
12. Frank: *rocking out with Pansy* Nah nah nah nah nah~ *smashes Pansy accidentially mid-song* ... :0 Fuck
13. Gerard: I got the worst middle name a man can give his son. At least my brother got a normal, sensible one that the ladies like.
Mikey: Ha ha. xp
14. Gerard: *uncovers the GWay/Helena fandom* AAAAAAH! What the fuck?! This is incest, incest I tell you! INCEST!!! Me and my grandmama...ToT
LynZ: Did you discover another sick, twisted fandom today babe?
Gerard: Yup.
LynZ: Thought so.
15. Ray: I don't get why people call me Mexican. I'm Puerto Rican.
Gerard: Puerto Rico and Mexico are near each other. You guys are homies. Y'all can party together.
Ray: Well, that's true.
16. Mikey: I got my baby a fucking rock. Her ring trumps the pebbles y'all gave your girls. Thus, I get bonus points.
Alicia: Yes you do. *kisses*
17. Gerard: *smokes a rone*
Mikey: Do you really have to do that here? *pulls out inhaler*
Gerard: Yes I do. This is my smoking spot. Go find your own asthma medicine-taking spot.
Mikey: o__<; At least I'm doing something healthy.
Gerard: HAY. No smoker exclusion.
Mikey: Shut it, cancer stick boy. *takes medicine*
18. Doctor: So, Michael, why do you wany Lasik?
Mikey: 'Cause I've had specs since I was a wee lad, and since I'm getting married, I don't want glasses when I get married. My future kids would make fun of me.
19. Frank: Dude, get your ass on twitter. You haven't been on since fucking September.
Gerard: That's 'cause I'm too busy being a Daddy. :p
Frank: Your wife is a more active twitterer than you. Don't use parenting as an excuse, daddy-o.
Gerard: Are you serious? God damn.
20. Gerard: Maybe we should do that Unplugged show on the MTV.
Frank: Nah, I don't think that'd be good.
Gerard: Aww, why not?
Ray: How am I supposed to shred on an acosutic guitar?
Bob: And how could I even drum? Use a bongo drum? I'd break that motherfucker in two seconds flat.
21. Bob: *shreding on the drums* Fuck yeah, I rule *hits tambourine and sends it flying into a light* ...Oh, shit.
--
22. Gerard: *gets handed dirty dishes at an event* Aww, I thought that this time I didn't look like a waiter again! :(
23. Ray: Okay, where's Frankie? Is he still getting ready?
Bob: He said he'd be in the lobby in five minutes.
*Frank and Jamia enter giggling*
Ray: Where the hell have you two been?
Frank and Jamia: *laugh* There's a party in your bathroom/All night long~! XD
Mikey: Whoa! TMI, dude!
Gerard: ...Frank Anthony Thomas Iero Junior, that is NOT appropriate. There are children in this establishment.
Frank: *ignores G and kisses Jamia on the cheek* There's a party in my bathroom/All night long~!
24. Jamia: Now Frankie, I know you love tattoos and I love yours, but please don't get so many that you look like Trace Cyrus.
Frank: Who?
Jamia: The creepy catfish man you're scared of, dear.
Frank: Ooooooh. Yeah, don't worry, honey. I won't look like the scary catfish man, I promise.
25. Gerard: Bandit, promise your old man that when you become a big girl, that you will not be like Miley Cyrus. Okay?
LynZ: -____-; She's a baby. She's not going to understand a word coming out of your mouth.
Gerard: Please don't ruin this for me, baby.
26. Gerard: How come we never get to go to the Grammy's? We're totally legit for that shit.
Mikey: It's because they can't handle too many people from New Jersey in one place. The whole cast of Jersey Shore is there.
Gerard: Psh, they don't count.
27. Alicia: I just realized; if you married your ex instead of Linds, and Bob never dated Katlyn, all of the ladies of My Chem would have names ending with an 'a.' Alicia, Christa, Eliza, Jamia...
Gerard: ...Don't remind me of her, please. Find my happy place, find my happy place...D:
28. Rob Cavallo: Now Gerard, for the bridge right here, I nned you to sound like your crying. At least in the beginning.
Gerard: >___> No.
Cavallo: =___= *and they said he wasn't a diva...* Fine, I'm just gonna lock you up in this lil studio, okay?
Gerard: Whatever.
Cavallo: And we're just gonna have a special someone observe as we try to get this part down.
*LynZ enters*
Gerard: :D LINDSEEEY~ *tries to open door* What? It's locked?! NOOOOOOO~
Cavallo: 'Kay we're recording now, start at 'can you hear me crying.'
Gerard: *to LynZ* "Can you hear me cry out to you words I thought I'd choke on?/Figure out-"
Cavallo: That was great, try singing into the mic instead of against the glass this time, please?
--
29. Bob: *listening to Christina Augilera on his iPod* :D
Frank: O hay Bobbert whatcha listening to?
Bob: Fuck off.
Frank: *steals iPod*
Bob: Hay, that is mine-
Frank: Christina AGUILERA?! *laughs* O my God, this is rich. Yo Mikey, guess what's on Bob's-
Bob: *tackles Frank to the ground* Take that, you little iPod stealing Keebler elf!
30. Gerard: *reads Perez Hilton.com* Look honey, I have a whole section on Perez Hilton! I'm considered remotely famous! :D
LynZ: *inspects* One of your articles is also filed under the "Yummy Yummy Skrew" section, and they misspelt my name twice.
Gerard: D:
31. Jamia: Hey, Frankie. Guess what?
Frank: What?
Jamia: I have no panties on. :D
Frank: 0////0 That's hawt.
Jamia: If Paris Hilton sues you for saying that, I'm not paying the legal fee.
32. Gerard: *is feeding Bandit her bottle*
LynZ: ...I love you. <3
Gerard: <3
33. LynZ: Hay Gerard sweetie, who's a better kisser: me or Bert McCracken?
Gerard: Um...do you want me to tell you a little lie when i tell you the answer?
LynZ: o_____<;;;;;
34. Gerard: *is watching MSI play*
Wormy: Dude, I know she's your wife and all, but do you have to stare at her ass all day long?
Gerard: Yes~
Wormy: +___+;;;
35. Gerard: In case of a Y2K emergency or a 2012 apocolypse, hide in the bathrooms. They're safest.
36. Gerard: *trying to think of a TUA storyline* ...Rawr, fuck you, writer's block
37. Ray: Now that Bob's out of the band..what are we gonna do about drumming later?
Mikey: ...Ooo, didn't think about that.
Frank: James?
Gerard: BINGO!
38. Mikey: :D
We could be perfect one last night
And die like star-crossed lovers when we fight
And we can settle this affair
If you would shed your yellow take my hand
And then we'll solve the mystery of laceration gravity
This riddle of revenge please understand it has to be this way
Stand up fucking tall
Don't let them see your back
And take my fucking hand
And never be afraid again
We've only got one chance to put this at an end
and cross the patron saint of switchblade fights
You said we're not celebrities, we spark and fade, they die by threes
I'll make you understand and you can trade me for an apparition
Stand up fucking tall
Don't let them see your back
And take my fucking hand
And never
Trust, you said
Who put the words in your head
Oh how wrong we were to think
That immortality meant never dying
Stand
Take my fucking hand
Take my fucking...
Stand up fucking tall
Don't let them see your back
And take my fucking hand
And never be afraid again
Just because my hands around your throat!
And die like star-crossed lovers when we fight
And we can settle this affair
If you would shed your yellow take my hand
And then we'll solve the mystery of laceration gravity
This riddle of revenge please understand it has to be this way
Stand up fucking tall
Don't let them see your back
And take my fucking hand
And never be afraid again
We've only got one chance to put this at an end
and cross the patron saint of switchblade fights
You said we're not celebrities, we spark and fade, they die by threes
I'll make you understand and you can trade me for an apparition
Stand up fucking tall
Don't let them see your back
And take my fucking hand
And never
Trust, you said
Who put the words in your head
Oh how wrong we were to think
That immortality meant never dying
Stand
Take my fucking hand
Take my fucking...
Stand up fucking tall
Don't let them see your back
And take my fucking hand
And never be afraid again
Just because my hands around your throat!
And we can run, from the backdrop of these gears and scalpels
At every hour goes the tick-tock bang of monitors as
They stared us down when we met in the emergency room
And in our beds, I could hear you breathe with help from cold machines
Every hour, on the hour, they drew blood
Well I felt I couldn't take, another day inside this place
From silent dreams we never wake, and in this promise that we'll make
Starless eyes for heaven's sake, but I hear you anyway
Well I thought I heard you
Say I like you, we can get out
We don't have to stay, stay inside this place
Someday, this day, we kept falling down
Someday, this day, set the ferris wheel ablaze
You left my heart an open wound
And I love you for
This day, someday we kept falling down
One day, this day all we had to keep us safe
And if we never sleep again, it would never end
Well I thought I heard you say to me
We'll go so far, far as we can
And I just can't stay, one day we'll run away
At every hour goes the tick-tock bang of monitors as
They stared us down when we met in the emergency room
And in our beds, I could hear you breathe with help from cold machines
Every hour, on the hour, they drew blood
Well I felt I couldn't take, another day inside this place
From silent dreams we never wake, and in this promise that we'll make
Starless eyes for heaven's sake, but I hear you anyway
Well I thought I heard you
Say I like you, we can get out
We don't have to stay, stay inside this place
Someday, this day, we kept falling down
Someday, this day, set the ferris wheel ablaze
You left my heart an open wound
And I love you for
This day, someday we kept falling down
One day, this day all we had to keep us safe
And if we never sleep again, it would never end
Well I thought I heard you say to me
We'll go so far, far as we can
And I just can't stay, one day we'll run away
Turn away,
If you could get me a drink
Of water 'cause my lips are chapped and faded
Call my aunt Marie
Help her gather all my things
And bury me in all my favorite colors,
My sisters and my brothers, still,
I will not kiss you,
'Cause the hardest part of this is leaving you.
Now turn away,
'Cause I'm awful just to see
'Cause all my hairs abandoned all my body,
Oh, my agony,
Know that I will never marry,
Baby, I'm just soggy from the chemo
But counting down the days to go
It just ain't living
And I just hope you know
That if you say (if you say)
Goodbye today (goodbye today)
I'd ask you to be true (cause I'd ask you to be true)
'Cause the hardest part of this is leaving you
'Cause the hardest part of this is leaving you
If you could get me a drink
Of water 'cause my lips are chapped and faded
Call my aunt Marie
Help her gather all my things
And bury me in all my favorite colors,
My sisters and my brothers, still,
I will not kiss you,
'Cause the hardest part of this is leaving you.
Now turn away,
'Cause I'm awful just to see
'Cause all my hairs abandoned all my body,
Oh, my agony,
Know that I will never marry,
Baby, I'm just soggy from the chemo
But counting down the days to go
It just ain't living
And I just hope you know
That if you say (if you say)
Goodbye today (goodbye today)
I'd ask you to be true (cause I'd ask you to be true)
'Cause the hardest part of this is leaving you
'Cause the hardest part of this is leaving you
Well, when you go
Don't ever think I'll make you try to stay
And maybe when you get back
I'll be off to find another way
And after all this time that you still owe
You're still the good-for-nothing I don't know
So take your gloves and get out
Better get out
While you can
When you go
Would you even turn to say
"I don't love you
Like I did
Yesterday"
Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating
But baby when they knock you
Down and out
It's where you oughta stay
And after all the blood that you still owe
Another dollar's just another blow
So fix your eyes and get up
Better get up
While you can
Whoa, whooa
When you go
Would you even turn to say
"I don't love you
Like I did
Yesterday"
Well come on, come on
When you go
Would you have the guts to say
"I don't love you
Like I loved you
Yesterday"
I don't love you
Like I loved you
Yesterday
I don't love you
Like I loved you
Yesterday
Don't ever think I'll make you try to stay
And maybe when you get back
I'll be off to find another way
And after all this time that you still owe
You're still the good-for-nothing I don't know
So take your gloves and get out
Better get out
While you can
When you go
Would you even turn to say
"I don't love you
Like I did
Yesterday"
Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating
But baby when they knock you
Down and out
It's where you oughta stay
And after all the blood that you still owe
Another dollar's just another blow
So fix your eyes and get up
Better get up
While you can
Whoa, whooa
When you go
Would you even turn to say
"I don't love you
Like I did
Yesterday"
Well come on, come on
When you go
Would you have the guts to say
"I don't love you
Like I loved you
Yesterday"
I don't love you
Like I loved you
Yesterday
I don't love you
Like I loved you
Yesterday
