Wednesday, April 30, 2008

A Drop in the Fucking Bucket, Believe Me...

mommy (5:57:22 PM): by the way i'm not a bitch, you are

Thing One (5:57:35 PM): lol. whatev
Thing One (5:58:28 PM): i cant remember how to write a formal letter

mommy(5:59:25 PM): you can easily look up a formal letter format online
mommy (5:59:28 PM): douchebag
Thing One (6:00:51 PM): im going to be taking it to her...not mailing it
Thing One (6:01:29 PM): if i get misty some mark stuff for wholesale price, do you think she'll write it for me
Thing One (6:01:30 PM): lol
mommy (6:01:49 PM): oh for shits sake
mommy (6:01:53 PM): you can do it yourself
mommy (6:01:59 PM): how come you never offer to get me anything?
Thing One (6:02:10 PM): well, do you want to write it for me?
mommy (6:02:15 PM): no
Thing One (6:02:30 PM): then forget it
Thing One (6:02:33 PM): ha
Thing One (6:02:54 PM): i dont know how to do the block thing
Thing One (6:03:04 PM): just do that part for me and i'll write it
mommy (6:03:46 PM): did you go look?
mommy (6:03:55 PM): i think the modified block looks better
Thing One (6:04:02 PM): why do you put the addy twice?
mommy (6:04:09 PM): you moron
mommy (6:04:15 PM): the top one is YOUR address
Thing One (6:04:24 PM): oh lol
Thing One (6:04:32 PM): do you think i should do that part?
mommy (6:04:45 PM): Yes, since you won't be using letterhead
Thing One (6:04:50 PM): god
Thing One (6:04:56 PM): such a waste of trees
Thing One (6:05:04 PM): why cant i just email the bitch
mommy (6:05:10 PM): you are so gay! it will take you five minutes, tops
Thing One (6:05:21 PM): i talked to her! i couldve told her right there about the trip
Thing One (6:05:33 PM): i have to write about how i think the trip will enrich my undergrad exp
mommy (6:05:39 PM): hahahahahahahah
mommy (6:05:46 PM): fun, fun, fun!!!
Thing One (6:06:02 PM): ill say that i hope to sleep with as many germans as possible...
mommy (6:06:12 PM): yeah, that'll impress her
Thing One (6:06:20 PM): thats what i call enrichment
Thing One (6:06:21 PM): lol
mommy (6:06:24 PM): HAHAHA
mommy (6:06:29 PM): don't make me laugh, my head hurts
mommy (6:06:46 PM): I'm copying this whole fucking conversation and blogging it
Thing One (6:06:54 PM): lol fine.
mommy (6:07:07 PM): I need the world to know what I have to deal wiht
Thing One (6:07:24 PM): pshh. some people have it worse. what if i got knocked up at 16?
mommy (6:07:38 PM): well, if i remember correctly, you almost did
Thing One (6:07:58 PM): lol. no. theres no almost in pregnancy
Thing One (6:08:00 PM): hahaha
mommy (6:08:13 PM): I suppose you are correct in that
Thing One (6:08:27 PM): you will have to screen our aol names
Thing One(6:08:43 PM): i dont want the whole world knowing i was a teenage whore
Thing One (6:08:57 PM): actually, come to think of it, that would be a pretty good title for a book
Thing One (6:09:11 PM): "I Was a Teenage Whore"
mommy (6:09:18 PM): whore/schmore, you were probably a typical teenager
mommy (6:09:27 PM): in fact, i think you were somewhat less than average
mommy (6:09:32 PM): judging from what I see
Thing One (6:09:38 PM): psshhh whatevvv
mommy (6:09:49 PM): but then, maybe i don't know it all
mommy (6:09:55 PM): i'm always the last to know
Thing One (6:10:04 PM): hahaha. i dont like being called below average in anything
mommy (6:10:10 PM): hehehehe
mommy (6:10:13 PM): even whoredom?
Thing One (6:10:16 PM): yes.
mommy (6:10:30 PM): that's completely pathetic
mommy (6:10:35 PM): you should see a therapist
Thing One (6:10:36 PM): youre completely pathetic
Thing One (6:10:38 PM): blogger

7 comments:

Avitable said...

That blue is making my eyes bleed.

melody said...

Oh, Sorry, dude. That's just the background she has on aim.

Avitable said...

Yikes!

melody said...

Is that better, you big whiny baby?

Avitable said...

Look at the things you'll do for me. So sweet!

Unknown said...

Ha Ha! I like the title "I was a teenage whore". Very catchy!

Stella Dean said...

This is hillarious to me for two reasons: I have the same IM conversations with my little brother who won't do shit for himself and because when we are calling each other names, I call him a mormon and he calls me a blogger.