Germadness!
Apr. 7th, 2005 08:48 pmWe were supposed to get into groups with our oral presentation partners to write a short dialog about camping. Problem being, Jeremy was not present. As the exercise had to be completed despite the enormous obstacles I had to surmount (I am like a Chechnyan refugee, in a way), I used my psychic powers to ascertain what he would have said, and translated our very poetic and meaningful one-sided but psychically complete conversation into English for those of you who do not speak this language of the titans.
J: I love camping. I want to go camping. Do you want to go camping?
E: No! I do not want to go camping.
J: Why?
E: The campsite is too small!
J: LIES! The world is our campsite!
E: God tells me it rains constantly there.
J: God is lies! You suck! I love camping!
E: Your face sucks.
J: I know.
Thankfully, we did not turn this in.
J: I love camping. I want to go camping. Do you want to go camping?
E: No! I do not want to go camping.
J: Why?
E: The campsite is too small!
J: LIES! The world is our campsite!
E: God tells me it rains constantly there.
J: God is lies! You suck! I love camping!
E: Your face sucks.
J: I know.
Thankfully, we did not turn this in.