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Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Things to say to the guy floating next to you right before you both plunge to your deaths over a waterfall / Daphne Fairplay
So. . . what brings you here?
Well, my cell phone is likely kaput. You?
I think it's fair to say that this is the most inexplicable hard on I've ever had.
Whatever happened to Kevin Spacey? I mean, he had a string of hits there for awhile and then, pbbbt, nothing.
On the way down I'll do the running man if you do the robot. Deal?
If we both somehow make it out of this we should totally hang out some time. Like on a social level, you know? Nothing creepy or anything. . . You know what? Forget it. Dumb idea.
If I live and you die I'm telling everyone you really pussed out big time.
If I die and you live tell everyone I fought like a champion. Use those exact words. Fought like a champion. You understand?
Let's both take off our pants before we go over. That should keep the authorities speculating for a while.
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