A Real-Time Saga:
"I Did WHAT???"
(Part 2)

Corin, go to sleep! Do you have any idea what time it is?

Me go to sleep? What about you? You're always the one lurching through the hallways like a drunken donkey complaining about how tired you are.

Well, if you're calibrating the scale to that point, then I guess that puts you at . . . oh I dunno . . . . . annoying gnat?

Oh, you're not trying to start another insult war, are you? You know you'll lose.

Yeah, well I also though I knew that I'd do well in math this year, so bring it on babe!

Oh well aren't you just such a smart, smart guy?

Hey, I'm smarter than you, aren't I?

You should know, you're in my calc class . . . Oh wait! That's right . . .

. . . I see my departure from that class as a positive thing. I mean, it got me away from your face, didn't it?

Pithy. Absolutely pithy . . . . .

Yeah, it is; it really is, isn't it? Hey, just so I know, you were talking about your face, right? Well, I was . . .

Wow, suddenly I'm really glad that you dropped that class, even if I don't have anyone to throw stuff at. :)

. . . I'm gonna leave a flaming bag of crap in your locker.

Hah! Joke's on you, I don't even use my locker!

Then I guess I'll just hafta toss it into your ears as you walk by.

And why not? At least that way I wouldn't have to listen to your idiotic ramblings anymore.

Yeah, they'd look better too . . .

Oh, and what are you trying to imply by that?

Well I was just saying that . . . . . actually, I think I'll save you from it for now.

What the hell is that? Do you know how annoying that is? If you're going to give an insult, at least have the guts to finish it, you pansy!

Wow, my cutting out like that really strummed a nerve, didn't it?

oh, you're sharp . . .

Hey, I'm just celebrating the discovery of your Achilles' Heel, no more, no less.

I'm sure. You realise you're a retard, right?

Oh yeah? Well . . . you're a hydrophobic phospholipid!

You nerd! I can't believe you just used a chem insult!

Uh, excuse me? That was bio, you mindless planarian.

Oh, sor-ee . . . . . entropy-brain.

Acid-base indicator-breath.

Amphiprotic-equilibriated geek.

. . . . . Ah, just stick it up yer ear . . .

What's wrong with my ears?!

Oh, nothing, nothing . . . . .

Argh! Do you want to die?

Anytime, anyplace, anywhere. Hell, I'll even give you a free shot.

Would you prefer a knife or a gun?

My God . . . give her a hand, she takes an arm . . . . .

Hey, it was your invitation. :)

Yeah, sure babe . . . . .

Once again I ask, are you truly that eager for death?

Only if you're gonna . . . . . ah, fergedit . . .

Wow, what's with all the cheap shots, huh?

Revenge, easy. Purely revenge . . . babe (heeheeheeheehee).
Ah . . . I've pissed you off now, haven't I?

You do that just by breathing.

Charmed. But yeah, I guess it would be in poor taste to ask you to grad now, wouldn't it?
(Quick note: it took me forever to click "send" on that one. But yeah, here comes the fun part . . . . .)

. . . did I just see what I thought I just saw? O_o

Oh don't do that eye-thing; it stretches them out all funny.

Well they must already be screwed up if I saw what I did. What did you type?

Well . . . what do you think I typed?

I dunno, what do you think I think you typed?

. . . . . You're seriously gonna make me do this, aren't you?

Naturally. I wouldn't miss this for the world . . . . .

Why you . . . alright, here goes:
Corin, would you do me the honour of accompanying me to the Graduation dinner and dance festivities this upcoming June?
And oh yeah, I reeeally hate you right now.
(I think I'll do that lots of space thing again right about now . . . . .)

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Sure. It should be good for a laugh.
And what was that little remark at the end there? You know you're no good at that . . . . .