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Here is a short excerpt from a recent conversation that
I had with a young lady. Our discussion took a strange turn when an unexplained
odor mysteriously entered her domain:
K.D.Lang :
oih
K.D.Lang :
ok!
K.D.Lang :
uh
K.D.Lang :
ugh
K.D.Lang :
something smells like
vinegar here...
MoonraiserRR :
I can't smell anything.
K.D.Lang :
eh its at my
house
MoonraiserRR :
I still can't smell it
K.D.Lang :
PU!!!!!!! IT'S MY FREAKIN
HANDS!!
K.D.Lang :
OK
MoonraiserRR :
^_^
K.D.Lang :
i washed my
hand
K.D.Lang :
but it still smells like
VINEGAR!!
K.D.Lang :
: :gasps: :
my...only....weakness (well one of them) : :faint: :
K.D.Lang :
do you have a
clothspin?
MoonraiserRR :
a what?
MoonraiserRR :
oh...no
K.D.Lang :
clothespin
K.D.Lang :
ok
K.D.Lang :
i guess i have to type
with one hand now
K.D.Lang :
pu...
K.D.Lang :
does anyone have a oxygen
tank?
K.D.Lang :
no i'm not
kidding!!
K.D.Lang :
: :gas
K.D.Lang :
dsf
K.D.Lang :
help...
K.D.Lang :
i'm only kiddin about the
help part
K.D.Lang :
heh heh
K.D.Lang :
ok
K.D.Lang :
THERE IS A REALLY STRONG
SCENT OF VINEGAR OUTSIDE THIS ROOM!!!!!
K.D.Lang :
AND I HATE VINEGAR
K.D.Lang :
ESPECIALLY THE
SMELL
K.D.Lang :
: :gasps: :
K.D.Lang :
are yuou still
there?
MoonraiserRR :
yes
K.D.Lang :
ok
K.D.Lang :
and dont tell me to go
away cuz i dont want to go outside
K.D.Lang :
with out a gas
mask
MoonraiserRR :
You smell like a garden salad
^_^
K.D.Lang :
yes...
K.D.Lang :
i do dont i?
K.D.Lang :
wait...i DO!!
K.D.Lang :
great
K.D.Lang :
PU
K.D.Lang :
i smell like salad
dressing
K.D.Lang :
i would love to show you
but i cant
K.D.Lang :
PU I SMELL
K.D.Lang :
in really life i
do
K.D.Lang :
im not making this
up!
MoonraiserRR :
I believe you
K.D.Lang :
ok
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