me:There once was a monkey named Jim. He enjoyed riding on a pogo stick.
Ambelina: Then one day he broke his pogo stick. Jim was sad.
me: Jim was very sad. They day he broke his pogo stick Jim cried.
Ambelina: wait, they day?
the day, or the day they
dum dum dum….they were up to no good and they broke his stick
me: Works for me.
Ambelina: You see, Jim was a not-so-innocent monkey. He was definitely not a Curious George type. He was rough around the edges.
me: Jim had had dealings with the Pronographic Penguins. The little monkey liked to get into monkey-buisness.
Ambelina: crap, i can’t do it, it’s too Penguin Mafia
me: Are you afraid of the Penguin Mafia?
Ambelina: very, as is Jim I’m sure
me: …Because you should be.
Ambelina: ..yes i know
A conversation I had today. Reprinted without permission.
July 20th, 2006 at 8:35 am
You two are weird.
July 23rd, 2006 at 8:44 am
Very muh so