Larry's history with M-o-n-o
Larry Cain called me the other day. Awkward. The conversation was as follows:
Me: squeak. *pause* cough cough Hello?
Cain: hey, is that gill?
Me: yeah
Cain: Hey, how're ya doin?
Me: [ under the impression that he was my friend Clark, the sarcasm escapes me ] Oh, I'm BRILLIANT
Cain: ..ha..[ i'm really dumb ] Uhmm this is Mr. Cain, I was just calling to see how you were feeling?
Me: Ohhh. [ WHAT?! ] Mr. Cain.[ this isn't FUCKING AWKWARD.] I'm uhh...not good.
Cain: Aw. Yeah I looked at the attendance today and beside your name it said M-O-N-O
Me: [ you've outdone yourself, 4 point vocab word ] Yep.
Cain: So your glands are all swollen I geuss then eh? I remember having mono...
Me: Incredibly swollen, I pretty much haven't swallowed, eaten or drank in 3 days.
Cain: Omigosh! Well, I'm guessing you won't be able to come out in the hockey playoffs next week then. Is your spleen enlarged?
Me: [ ahahahahahah SPLEEEEEN. if i didn't know exactly what this was and why he's asking about it, i would think it was some weird pick up line he learned in Kneisiology ] Well, the doctor said it's moderately enlarged, so it could be punctured if I play sports. There's also..something weird going on with my liver she said. Not sure what that's about.
Cain: That's too bad, we're really going to miss you at the playoffs [ no one to fold up the jerseys for my mom to wash, i'll have to make whitney replacement captain to do that ]
Me: [ well. im just a big fucking inconveniance aren't i? ] Sorry, I really wanted to play as well.
Cain: [ you SHOULD BE now i've got to put some grade 6 in your place who doesn't know which is the puck and which is her stick! ] Aright well I hope you get better soon and maybe there's a chance you could still play hm?
Me: [ uhm i highly doubt it dickface ] Hah..sure. See ya when I get back.
Cain: Take care
Me: [ ick ] Bye.
we totally have chemistry.
Me: squeak. *pause* cough cough Hello?
Cain: hey, is that gill?
Me: yeah
Cain: Hey, how're ya doin?
Me: [ under the impression that he was my friend Clark, the sarcasm escapes me ] Oh, I'm BRILLIANT
Cain: ..ha..[ i'm really dumb ] Uhmm this is Mr. Cain, I was just calling to see how you were feeling?
Me: Ohhh. [ WHAT?! ] Mr. Cain.[ this isn't FUCKING AWKWARD.] I'm uhh...not good.
Cain: Aw. Yeah I looked at the attendance today and beside your name it said M-O-N-O
Me: [ you've outdone yourself, 4 point vocab word ] Yep.
Cain: So your glands are all swollen I geuss then eh? I remember having mono...
Me: Incredibly swollen, I pretty much haven't swallowed, eaten or drank in 3 days.
Cain: Omigosh! Well, I'm guessing you won't be able to come out in the hockey playoffs next week then. Is your spleen enlarged?
Me: [ ahahahahahah SPLEEEEEN. if i didn't know exactly what this was and why he's asking about it, i would think it was some weird pick up line he learned in Kneisiology ] Well, the doctor said it's moderately enlarged, so it could be punctured if I play sports. There's also..something weird going on with my liver she said. Not sure what that's about.
Cain: That's too bad, we're really going to miss you at the playoffs [ no one to fold up the jerseys for my mom to wash, i'll have to make whitney replacement captain to do that ]
Me: [ well. im just a big fucking inconveniance aren't i? ] Sorry, I really wanted to play as well.
Cain: [ you SHOULD BE now i've got to put some grade 6 in your place who doesn't know which is the puck and which is her stick! ] Aright well I hope you get better soon and maybe there's a chance you could still play hm?
Me: [ uhm i highly doubt it dickface ] Hah..sure. See ya when I get back.
Cain: Take care
Me: [ ick ] Bye.
we totally have chemistry.