Soda, Speedos, and Devo


You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Stranger: hey
You: hey
You: woah
Stranger: yeah
You: jinx, you owe me a soda
You: HA
Stranger: pfff hahahaha cola
You: Cola is fine
You: so… when you gonna get that to me
You: because I charge interest
Stranger: Probably on december 23, 2012.
You: It’s gonna get to at least three a week if you don’t pay up
You: Then you’re gonna owe me shitloads
You: of soda
Stranger: its not like youre gonna live long enough to drink it.
You: And don’t be an idiot. Nothing will happen on December 21st, 2012
Stranger: everything will happen. Pigs WILL fly.
You: Yeah… doubt that unless you have a fucking genetic laboratory
You: and lots of time to fuck with pig genes
You: or pig/bird crosses
You: which would be weird
Stranger: how hard can genetic splicing truly be?
Stranger: lol
You: Yeah, I guess I’ve played Bioshock before…
You: But then you’d need a fucking underwater city
Stranger: i cant afford that.
You: how the FUCK would you do that?
You: It’s not like no one will notice either
Stranger: that is true.
Stranger: What an interesting conversation.
You: Certainly
You: I will need that Soda
You: Most certainly
You: by the end of the week
Stranger: hmmm. but how will i send it to you?
Stranger: I know not your name.
You: send it to the FUCKING WHITE HOUSE
You: I’ll be there
You: I’ll be the guy wearing a Devo Hat and a speedo
Stranger: hahaha… Devo.
Your conversational partner has disconnected.

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