Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Text Conversation Digest

The highlights of the last 10 days or so of Blackberry Messenger conversations between my sister, April, and me:

Setting the scene, I have stolen my brother-in-law's phone and sent something rude and obnoxious to her from his phone. He has accused me, in a following text.

Me: Jeff Lies.
April: (sends a smiley face with a tongue out :p)
Me: Mind your own business, Preggy....
April: (thumbs down emoticon)
Me: (thumbs up emoticon)
April: (giant smiley face emoticon :D)
April: (after I don't respond) I win Emoticon Battle.
Me: Nope.
April: (another emoticon...this one with sunglasses...)
April: Oh, yeah I do.

Later:

Me: Do you still have my State DVDs?
April: Yes.
April: But they were so bad, I thought about taking them to the used book store.
Me: I'm just glad I didn't lose them myself. You may keep your ignorant opinions, by the way.
April: Well then.
An intense emoticon battle ensues
April: That face looks a little drunk.
Me: You are thinking wishfully.
April: I didn't mean your face. I meant the emoticon.
Me: What's an emoticon?
April: That little face thingy.
Me: Huh?
A string of emoticons follows
Me: (I push every key on my phone at random.)

April: I dozed off today while Duke was attempting to play with me. (Duke is their dog. He's a good boy.)
Me: Duke is a good boy.
April: He just couldn't get our game of tug going.
Me: Maybe you have the narcosleepy.
April: I don't have narcolepsy.
Me: Look at you with your bigassed words.
April: Duke is a good boy, but he has decided he should have my spot in the bed.
Me: He probably should.
April: We got a new DVD player.
Me: One that plays more than The Sandlot?
April: Yep.
April: Dog the Bounty Hunter is coming to Chattanooga.
Me: Who?
April: This conversation ends now.

later:

Me: Are you going to see Dog the Bounty Hunter?
April: I think I am. When would I have that opportunity again?
Me: You could commit a crime and run from the law and have him chase you.
April: I would run to Mexico. Dog can't go there.
Me: I thought you wanted to meet him, though.
April: I'm sitting in the doctor's office waiting room with a woman who ahs 5 children under the age of 7.
Me: It's nice to have a hobby.

Me: Roscoe P. Coltrane was in Athens today, selling his autobiography.
April: Did you go?
Me: I found out too late. I would have, though.
April: Wanna go see Dog?
Me: No. I work.
Me: Tell Dog I said Hello.

2 Comments:

Blogger leeann said...

Gods help us if H and I ever get text messaging.
Your sister is way funny, albeit of questionable tastes... Dawg the Bounty Hunter? Eww.

6:16 PM  
Blogger Tommy said...

We all have our things, I guess. I watch pro wrestling. I'm in no position to start questioning taste.

2:43 PM  

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