Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Morning after.

Song playing: Sublime - Why Can't We Be Friends

Me: Wow. You guys have been asleep this whole time? Get up, you lazy motherfuckers!

Wally: *yawns* What time is it?

Me: Almost 4:30.

Wally: That was the best sleep I've had in a while.

Me: I'm so glad. HEY! GET UP, YO!

Squirtle: Chill, chick. Thirty more minutes.

Me: *shakes out bed*

Chubby Wubby: Okay, that was NOT cool.

Spike: WAH! Where am I?

Michelle: Have a nice sleep, boys?

George: *hugs Michelle*

Squirtle: So, what's for breakfast?

Me: You missed breakfast.

Bullseye: We did?

Me: Yes. And lunch.

Wally: It's 4:30 in the afternoon.

Bullseye: Oh.

Me: I've been up for twelve hours now.

Squirtle: Ow. Don't even make me think about getting up at 4:30 am.

Me: I have a meeting at 5:30.

Squirtle: Ooh, fancy.

Michelle: What for?

Me: For the play.

All at Once: What play?

Me: Peter Pan.

All: You're Peter Pan??

Me: I'm a pirate. Named Bill.

Squirtle: *bursts into laughter*

Chubby Wubby: Shut the hell up, Squirtle.

Me: Really. A lot of people that are really talented didn't even get parts, so I'm thankful to be a pirate.

Squirtle: But still. Bill the Pirate?

Me: He's the coolest pirate ever.

Wally: L-o-l.

Bullseye: It's 4:35. Shouldn't you be going?

Me: Mom's coming to pick me up. I'm guessing around 5, since she's coming from work.

Spike: So we'll be here by ourselves!

Michelle: Oh God. I'm going to be the only sane one again.

Me: I have no idea when I'm coming back, but I will put Oatmeal in charge if you guys can't behave.

Spike: We'll be good!

Me: Damn straight.

Squirtle: Why are you IM'ing so many dudes? You whore!

Me: Thanks, Squirtle. I actually did sign in as appear offline so I wouldn't have to talk to this one guy. But I accidentally sent a message to the wrong guy so I ended up having to talk to him anyway.

Wally: Who's that?

Me: Shit. Mom's home. I gotta go, guys, I love you. Be good.

Squirtle: *innocent face* We will.

Me: =\

Michelle: I'll make sure nothing gets out of hand.

Squirtle: Yeah, until we get you drunk.

Michelle: Not funny.

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