M: Thinking about stabbing someone random in the eye. Wachewdoin?
L: ...Running....
M: Meh. I'm PMSy starving. There isn't enough food on the planet to shove into my face today.
L: Well I have to go find the pumpkins for Matt's school project at the patch near your house. Then we need to finish the graveyard...spider webbing is all yours.
M: That sounds like work. Bring food.
M: That sounds like work. Bring food.
L: There is still chocolate vodka in the freezer.
M: Good enough. I heard that cures cramps. Somebody somewhere said that. Probably. I believe him.
L: I read it on the internet...and they can't put anything on the internet that isn't true.
M: I knew you'd know. That's the reason we don't kick each other in the shin.
L: I read it on the internet...and they can't put anything on the internet that isn't true.
M: I knew you'd know. That's the reason we don't kick each other in the shin.
L: Exactly.
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