Hello.
Emma: Hallo
me: Please state your name and favorite flavor of orange juice.
Emma: Emma B, and the lemon-tasting kind.
me: Oooh! Citrus-y.
Emma: except I don't like pulp, it makes me want to puke.
you know, it just makes the consistency to pulpy.
me: It is quite nasty.
So. I guess I'll ask you a few questions. That cool?
Emma: what if I said no?
me: We'd just talk about random things and that'd be the interview.
Emma: but that wouldn't be an interview, it'd be a conversation.
me: But I'd still post it on my blog. Cause I'm cool like that.
Emma: oh, okay. ask away.
me: How many crackers are on the floor of your room currently?
Emma: a hundred bajillion invisible ones.
no visible ones, which makes it resemble cleanness.
but if you walk around you can hear it crunching :)
me: That's really weird. But cool. How many stuffed animals are hanging from your ceiling in some strange voo-doo ritual?
Emma: Three.
Wait, how do you know I do voodoo?
They are: 1. my best friend's cat, 2. you, and 3. the first doll.
me: Me?
Really?
Emma: Really. Aren't you touched?
me: What do you do to it?
Emma: Nothing, so far.
me: Good.
Emma: But I have an anger problem so I might sometime take my anger out on you by feeding your voodoo doll to my little brother.
Just to warn you.
me: Are you sure he'd eat it?
Emma: Positive, it's fortune-cookie-flavored.
me: Yum! Can I eat it?
Wait.... Nevermind.
Emma: uh...
You might as well rip off a chunk of your arm and deep-fry it. then eat it.
me: Deep-fry? Icky.
Emma: Deep-fried fries are yummy :)
me: Have you ever had deep-fried vegetables?
Emma: Nope, but I think I can imagine what a deep-fried lettuce leaf looks like.
me: I mean like... Potatoes, green beans, corn, stuff like that.
Emma: Well... fries are deep fried.
me: Duh.
Emma: I take offense when people "duh" me.
me: Sorry.
Emma: I might just have to do something to your voodoo doll.
There. I just stuck a pin in your foot. Feel the pain yet?
me: OWWWW
Emma: Meaning yes, right?
me: Anyways, have you ever drunk an entire packet or bottle or just a lot of soy sauce?
Emma: No.
That's sort of disgusting.
me: It's yummilicious.
Emma: Gross.
But my uncle has drunk pure vinegar before.
me: Ick.
Soy sauce is amazing. I like to just eat it.
Emma: I sometimes have soy sauce on rice.
Also.
You can't eat soy sauce.
me: Soy sauce on anything is good.
Emma: Except on deep-fried Liss arm.
me: ......
-.-
Emma: Seriously!
I don't think anything would taste good with that.
No offense to your arm.
me: My arm thinks it'd taste very good dipped in ranch.
Emma: Nah, I don't like ranch that much.
You have a brain in your arm?
me: ..... No.
Emma: Then how does your arm think?
me: There's a goldfish in it. Durg!
Emma: That reminds me of a goldfish that I have. His name is Goldy, and when I'm on brbs the people I'm talking to chat with Goldy. Apparently he's a nice guy.
*fish
me: That's cool. I had a fish. It was six years old. I didn't feed it. It died.
Emma: That's horrible.
My sympathies.
me: I didn't feed it for three years.
Emma: ...
me: And then it died.
Emma: CRUELTY TO FISHES!
me: It got boring after three years.
Emma: You know, I should make a petition to make you give up your fish-owning privileges.
me: I don't have a fish anymore. My parents won't let me.
D:
Emma: Fishies are little sea kittens! How could you be cruel to a kitten, just because it lives in the sea?
:(
That's prejudice.
me: My sea kitten didn't live in the sea. It lived in an ugly little glass box in my living room.
So it was a ugly glass box kitten.
Emma: It was from the sea until evil humans captured it and forced it into a glass box.
And it's still a kitten!
me: Whatever.
Emma: huffs
me: Whatever.
Emma: huffs
me: Whatever.
Emma: huffs
me: Whatever.
Emma: huffs
me: Whatever.
Emma: huffs
Wasn't that great? She got a little angry at the end, so I had to finish the interview before she began huffing and puffing, or else she'd blow my house down. That wouldn't end well. My mother might get a little angry.
I get to go to Kelsey's birthday party in an hour or so. Apparently we're going to at and talk and sit and watch a movie or something for five hours. Sounds exciting, no? It'll be fun. I think Kelsey said that me, Zoe, Caitlin, Maggie and maybe someone else were going. I can't remember. Do you really expect me to remember? Didn't think so.
I took a quiz on facebook. I don't remember what it was. I think it was called 'That's Not A Question' or something. And it told me that I had achieved the level of swirled peas. Yum!
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