Yes, you. Get off your lazy ass and write a post.
I don’t wanna.
And I don’t want to be trapped in this…whatever this is that you’re doing at this point in your life. You promised to post. So post. It’s been a week since you last posted.
One of those days don’t count — we had a cable outage. No Internet or TV. For 12 hours! I was almost convinced it was a terrorist attack.
And what did you do with the other 12 hours in that day?
And haven’t you heard of a little thing called 3G?
You can’t tell me what to do!
Yes I can. I have muscle now.
This is ridiculous.
No, this is ridiculous.
All right, all right! I’ll post.
Three days in a row.
What? But I’m sick!
When are you not?
Post or I’ll tell them what you’ve REALLY been doing.
I don’t care. I’m not ashamed.
You sure about that? I mean, ponies are one thing, but this…
Fine. Just keep your mouth shut.
I always do. I’m wearing a helmet, after all.
Then how do you talk?
I’m not quite sure.