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This was a converstaion between a friend and me the - lines are hime the regular ones are me:
i swear the noodles try gard to avoid the spooon
-haha
dude im sick as a muskrat
-no good
nopes
i went hiking today
hows your weather?
-icky
same here
-if you're sick, why'd you go hiking
someones gotta do it
no one else is dumb enough to so i go
why the fuck do they make the noodles tisty
*grumbles*
twisty*
i thik they use twistynoodles so that they pop up more
people feel better
as if they are getting more noodle for there dollar
-ha
im so sick lol
ans i need to go drive att 8 am tomorrow
stupid ideals
thanks to what the people think the perfect soup should look like
-haha
i need to battle it out with a spoon against the war of the noodles
-why is everyone sick
and in the end who triumphs
the bloody noodles i tell ya
they alwasy triumph over the little spoon
stupid
*cries*
-start lapping
i cant its in a mug and i have a short tongue!
-then start drinking
i tried
but then all the carrots tried to slip in my hatch
and infiltrte the body
and we can't let that happen
Sigh Now this is what happens when I get sick. Even eatign becomes a battle for control over the body.... Ah well's it was semi amusing.
Why are you wearing that stupid man suit?
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