your turn,.. don’t you want to know what i’ve been doing?
i’ve stopped asking about the horrifying noises that come from the bathroom when you’re in there. anyway, i need to shower.
if you’d asked i could have told you how much effort it is to create a vacuum in a room of the house.
you know what i hate about the chinese?
would it be obtuse of me to guess that you’re reflecting on their constant violation of human rights within their culture?
*sigh* i imagine it’s probably impossible to dissuade you from your own personal reality.
i mean, yuck! raw fish,.. gross!
and what’s with that nintendo crap?
and that would be my cue to stop listening now
that ’mario’ guy, he’s not even chinese.
i was just talking to my friend megan. that bastard clive has been beating her up. there’s really nothing worse than someone who gets drunk and abusive.
oh please don’t tell me you’re about to defend this.
well, at least if he’s drunk and abusive he’d miss more often.
more often than what?
than if he was just abusive.
what are you doing?
having a drink.
that’s a lot of vodka for this time of morning.
aargh! dear lord! the pain!
the fan tore my face off!
my god! how?
i put my head in it.
it seemed like a good idea at the time.
of course dear. would you like me to call for an ambulance?
if it’s not too much trouble.
cheat! no eye gouging!
i need to borrow $5 for a lottery ticket.
*sigh* okay, but on one condition. if you win, you have to take me on a sailing trip around the world.
stuck on a boat for months at a time with only you for company?
thank god the odds are 8 million to one.
woohoo! touch down!
quiet, pea brain.
don’t interrupt me during the big game!!...woman...
what big game? there’s no football on tonight...
you idiot, that’s netball.
what?! but...ohh, so the ga jersey doesn’t stand for great arse?