| Sometimes you've just gotta get it all out... |
[Oct. 1st, 2005|09:03 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  *Brain not present* | ] |
| [ | music |
| | My arm is hurting for no particular reason o_O | ] |
“Oh well this won’t do at all.”
“What won’t?”
“Well you see there is nothing here but lots of white…and that’s about it…yeah.”
“What’s wrong with that?”
“Well it’s not exactly very interesting is it?”
“What have you got against the color white?”
“Yeah! Leave the poor color alone!”
“Who are you?”
“Sorry, that was just me pretending to be someone else…you know, to back myself up…heh.”
“Oh, well that’s just…stupid. Anyway, white’s not a color, it’s a shade.”
“So, what’s wrong with it?”
“There’s nothing WRONG with it, there’s just something wrong with everything else.”
“What’s wrong with it? HMMMM???”
“It’s not here.”
“Why’s it gotta be here?”
“Because we’re here, and I like everything, I like to look at it; I like to play with…”
“You don’t need to elaborate.”
“Why not? What if I want to elaborate? Considered that?”
“I have no consideration, it’s part of my personality. Live with it.”
“I could change your personality…I did create it after all…”
“You mean…”
“Yes Arelic, I am your father.”
“…but you’re a chick.”
“That’s discrimination.”
“No it isn’t, its biology.”
“Don’t talk to me about biology, if anyone knows biology it’s me.”
“You don’t even know that chicks can’t father children.”
“Well YOU have no sense of reality, cause they can.”
“Prove it.”
“I can’t prove it NOW. Besides, there would be a nine month waiting period to show it actually worked.”
“…”
“Yup.”
“Is there anywhere I can go to get away from you?”
“Alaska?”
“Why won’t you go to Alaska? What have you got against it?”
“It’s cold, and all my stylish fur coats are at the dry cleaners.”
“You dry clean fur?”
“That’s what I assumed when I sent it…”
“Hey look we’ve filled up an entire page with crap! This is pointless; I’m going to rent out a zombie movie then act it out in the downtown shopping mall.”
“There isn’t much point, it’s a Sunday, no one will be there.”
“No it’s not, it’s Saturday Night.”
“But by the time you’ve finished watching the movie it will be Sunday morning, and that capital letter on night was quite uncalled for.”
“I’ll CapitAl WHat i liKe, aND yOu Have sTupID eArs.”
“I’ll have you know our creator finds my ears quite charming, be careful what you say to a Vorta, especially one with wacky machines and mutated creations.”
______Arelic_has_left_this_existence_Wear_a_seatbelt_Buy_coon_cheese______
“It’s time like this I wish I had a mother. That way I could scream at her.”
______Areal_has_left_this_existence_Help_solve_overpopulation_by_watching_The_Ring______
(I'm going the to Bunbury! ...again! YAAAAAYARRRRRRRRRGH!!!! Somebody put me out of my misery! Samara, I'm waiting...) |
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...Is torn between creacking up in hysterics, staring with her "O_o" face or continuing the conversation where Areal left off...
Feel free, they only get new people to torment when I discover a new fandom, currently Areal's terrifying Rincewind (she's given up on trying to dissect the Luggage), and Arelic is attempting to start an argument with Death, for reasons I can't be bothered contemplating. | |
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