My roommate and I have conversations while I'm at work. Usually they're in all caps. Usually they're something like this.
AIM IM with Gregorio.
6/18/08, 1:56 PM
him:
THIS IS MISS CLEO I HAVE POSESSED GREGORIO
YOUR FUTURE IS NOT IRIE
me:
MISS CLEO PREDICT MY FORTUNE PARTICULARLY THE BITS ABOUT MY CHICKEN DINNER AND THE WHEREABOUTS OF ARNOLD THE GANGLY MASTODON
him:
YES BOY I SEE THAT YOU HAVE SCALLOPED POTATOES IN YOUR FUTURE, DO YOU KNOW A DAY CALLED THANKSGIVING, YES WELL IT IS GOING TO HAPPEN EVERY YEAR
me:
OH NOES
WHAT ABOUT MY CHRYSANTHEMUM JUMPING ORB
WITH EXTRA LAMB GRAVY TURBO ACTION
him:
YOU HAVE TO KEEP IT TO YOURSELF BOY, YOUR WIFE IS IN JAIL AM I CORRECT? TAKE THE GRAVY TO HER BUT MAKE IT CLEAR THAT IT IS FOR HER BENEFIT OR SHE WILL CATCH ON FIRE
me:
EGADS CROATIA
DO I PAY YOU NOW OR DOES IT INVOLVE MUCH RAPTURES
him:
PAY ME IN RADIO WAVES BOY
me:
IS THAT MICHOACAN FLAVOR OR LIFE ALERT WORD JUMBLE VARIETY
him:
MUSHROOM SONG YOUNG SWITZERLAND BABY JUNK GOD OF SCIENCE JAZZ BONE FISHMOTRON
BZZZZZZZT
me:
I SHALL APPROACH THE ALIEN GHOST FANTA RANGER ACCORDINGLY AND REQUEST FORMAL COMPENSATION RITES
EXPECT NON ALLOYED MATERIALS IN THE POST WITHIN THE ALLOTED GLANDULAR PERIOD
him:
PUT ON THE CLOUD JACKET, YOU DON'T WANT WEASLE FUR ELECTRIFICATION
me:
FORTHWITH AND WITHOUT LANGUISH CEREMONY
LUMBAR CRISIS LUMBAR CRISIS WE HAVE LOST ALL SSHSZHHSZZHHSZHSHSZZZKKKKFFFFTTBZZZquip
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
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