Zhan [1:23 PM]:
I heart you
Trots [1:24 PM]:
eye heart ewe two
Zhan [1:24 PM]:
WHATEVER!!
[session ended]
[session begun]
Trots [1:24 PM]:
you amuse me with your dramatic window drops
Zhan [1:24 PM]:
It's so much fun
Trots [1:38 PM]:
hey, do i have dandruff?
Zhan [1:38 PM]:
Yeah, on your ash
Zhan [1:38 PM]:
buttdruff
Zhan [1:47 PM]:
why do you ask about dandruff?
Trots [1:48 PM]:
i worry about it irrationally
Zhan [1:49 PM]:
You should worry more about smelling like arse.
Trots [1:49 PM]:
likewise
Zhan [1:50 PM]:
It's like my trademark, tho
Trots [2:00 PM]:
speaking of...must pottay
Trots [2:12 PM]:
omg, i cant believe i dropped my phone on the bathroom floor!
Trots [2:12 PM]:
i disinfected so it smells like lysol now tho...
Zhan [2:13 PM]:
better than pu
Trots [2:13 PM]:
word
Trots [2:13 PM]:
did you just get a wrong numbah?
Zhan [2:13 PM]:
yeah
Zhan [2:13 PM]:
why?
Trots [2:13 PM]:
i heard ya
Trots [2:13 PM]:
sounded exciting
Zhan [2:14 PM]:
It was pretty hawt. Some chick asking about a house fo' sale on 75th.
Trots [2:14 PM]:
meow
Trots [2:14 PM]:
you shoulda told her to meet you there
Trots [2:14 PM]:
then broken in before she got there and reclined on the sofa all draped in velvet
Trots [2:14 PM]:
then made her feed you little smokies
Zhan [2:15 PM]:
Mmmm, go on
Trots [2:16 PM]:
and baked a pu casserole for her to eat
Zhan [2:18 PM]:
don't you hate it when you phart and instead of the phart air going up your arsecrack it goes up the front instead and you get a lip flappage?
Trots [2:18 PM]:
yeah. don't you?
Zhan [2:18 PM]:
it tickles
Wednesday, February 7, 2007
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