Flaming TYPOS TOMORROW

Apr 29, 2004 01:17

M:Pete's ass is grass.
R:What can I say, I;m flaiming mad, crazy eyes.
M:I NEED TO EAT SOME ASPRIN
R: that was not intented to be in capital letters) (this is our first dual entry, just me and megan snd im finding this keybord a liitel tough)
M:i can type.
R:i can kick your ass.
R: Make sure thay know you're taking over. I have loose lips when Im not the one typing
M: I am typing now
R:TYPOS TOMORROW
M: I am soothed by...
R: Ya Face
M:no. By ...
R:Sha-ne?
M: Actually...Yes. by shane abd his defense of me.by his willingness to stand up for me.
R:i have a pretty deep respect for shane, and i wondered what his reaction would be
M:i can type (SNORT) i can kick your ass
R: and im glad it was the one he had, cause i wan to continue to not only respect him for who he is but also what he is willing to do.
R:fuck you megan.
m; i love you, too, rachel.
m: my eyes are crying a little.
r:I bet shane would punch somebody in the face for me. (X 2)
m:STEVE YANKOU!
R:NO! you can't put it (X2)
m:BILL MANNING!
R:you can't put it
M: giggle (X 2)
r: you're dead
r:who put this cigarette in my pack upside down? are you ready. write this. hey megan. you have something that you can put in there.
m:ok
r: i think bill manning is grapes. no, i really think bill manning is grapes, grapes to me.
m: me too. shane, too.
r: shane isn't grapes to me tonight.
m:really?
r: but he is great.
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