oh Hello Helen! no its not awesome because I havent seen you in fages especially because the last time i probably saw you properly was somthing shit like after college not somthing good like shouting at eastenders and when you skip sociology because I have a free or the meat cafe when we put one calorie sweetner in chloes rolly when she forgets we're playing the sweetner game and then laugh at her for smoking it even though that sweetner was fair and square in your croissant, next time I want to see either you or a meat magician jump out one of those small doors. nothing more nothing less. okay thankyou bye if I dont see you tommorow there'll be trouble in the camp, i hear that.
oh by the way sorry did I just say magician without mentioning the word SORCERER. SORCERERS, WITH AN INVIDIDUAL DIALECT FROM THE 1440'S. Which reminds me of 'CHEWING GUM. RULER, VASELINE, CALCULATOR, SET SQUARE...' 'er, you do know you probably wont need a set square...this is an english language exam...' ahh you and your bizzare aqquantainces. good times helen. good times only it wasnt a good time because it was the english language exam, BEEP!...BEEP!....BEEPPPBEEEEP! which reminds me, rain 'i never remembered his hair that LIMP!' 'GIVE HIM A BREAK HE'S JUST BEEN IN A TOREENTIAL RAIN!'
im going to add to this string of conversation with some more recent additions following on. 'what does gooner mean and why does he keep shouting it' i think your friend has tourettes. the one time i see him without a dressing up outfit and he's wearing the worst brown and orange jacket ever. the worst disgusting jacket ever to exist. or perhaps he actually was dressing up. as a colourblind person. bye.
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