tinkerbell12
If you can be my bodyguard, I can be your long los
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So how would you feel if you and one of your good friends just had this convo?
Me: Ohhh I'm soo bored.
Her: Omg me too.
Me: I don't have anything to do.
Her: Me either.
Her: Why don't you go play with your brother?
Me: Because I don't like to do stuff with him. He always quits.
Her: Well I like to do stuff with him. He's awesome. Always do what I want.
Me: So you take advantage of him?
Her: No! I just make him do what I want, that's all.
Me: So you take advantage of him?
Her: Gosh, Emily. He's a lot easier to do stuff with than you. He's so much nicer, too.
Me: So you're saying because he lets you step all over him that he's nicer than me?
Her: Pahhahaha. No. Because he actually does stuff that I want.
Me: I ALWAYS let you do what you want.
Her: No!
Me: Yea. Yesterday we DDR-ed when I didn't feel like it. We played Monopoly when you know that game is starting to get on my nerves. We just ran a mile because you told me to my face that I needed to lose weight.
Her: Oh. I gotta go sorry. Dinnerr timeee!
She said the last line in the peppiest voice. The voice that showed that our conversation didn't have the slightest impact on her.
What would you do?
I'm just not sure how to take that.
Me: Ohhh I'm soo bored.
Her: Omg me too.
Me: I don't have anything to do.
Her: Me either.
Her: Why don't you go play with your brother?
Me: Because I don't like to do stuff with him. He always quits.
Her: Well I like to do stuff with him. He's awesome. Always do what I want.
Me: So you take advantage of him?
Her: No! I just make him do what I want, that's all.
Me: So you take advantage of him?
Her: Gosh, Emily. He's a lot easier to do stuff with than you. He's so much nicer, too.
Me: So you're saying because he lets you step all over him that he's nicer than me?
Her: Pahhahaha. No. Because he actually does stuff that I want.
Me: I ALWAYS let you do what you want.
Her: No!
Me: Yea. Yesterday we DDR-ed when I didn't feel like it. We played Monopoly when you know that game is starting to get on my nerves. We just ran a mile because you told me to my face that I needed to lose weight.
Her: Oh. I gotta go sorry. Dinnerr timeee!
She said the last line in the peppiest voice. The voice that showed that our conversation didn't have the slightest impact on her.
What would you do?
I'm just not sure how to take that.


