Shakespearian Sonversation
Holy crap, I post here a lot. Oh, well. I was talking with my boyfriend on Skype, and we had the following conversation/wrote the following sonnet (it starts out being about trying to talk in sonnet form):
Him: I guess that we can do that if we try it.
Me: I can't keep talking 'bout the same old thing.
Him: You're saying you can't do this? I don't buy it.
Me: Well I don't buy your mother, fucktard. Zing!
Him: Mirandasings on Youtube is a riot
Me: You showed me that. I watched her sing that song.
Him: You didn't want to watch the others... try it.
Me: I'll look if nothing better comes along.
Him: She's singing stuff from Wicked in this movie
Me: Is it for real or is she singing bad?
Him: She's fake, which makes her acting pretty... groovy?
Me: Her awful singing sometimes makes me sad.
Him: I'll send the link to you and you can see
Me: Fine, go ahead and send the link to me.
It was fun. :)
Him: I guess that we can do that if we try it.
Me: I can't keep talking 'bout the same old thing.
Him: You're saying you can't do this? I don't buy it.
Me: Well I don't buy your mother, fucktard. Zing!
Him: Mirandasings on Youtube is a riot
Me: You showed me that. I watched her sing that song.
Him: You didn't want to watch the others... try it.
Me: I'll look if nothing better comes along.
Him: She's singing stuff from Wicked in this movie
Me: Is it for real or is she singing bad?
Him: She's fake, which makes her acting pretty... groovy?
Me: Her awful singing sometimes makes me sad.
Him: I'll send the link to you and you can see
Me: Fine, go ahead and send the link to me.
It was fun. :)