So I know these girls, Jo*&Jess*, and they're in love. When I see them together I know that I can one day find true love of my own. I am currently sitting on their couch, watching them attempt to dance. They are not dancers. They are simply in love. Now Jess is trying to convince Jo to link toes with her, but Jo is getting quite peeved. Jess is definitely the masculine one in the relationship, she is beating up Jo, I feel like I should stop them but that requires too much movement. Jo is on the verge of tears now... Now they are exchanging hits and after each hit the other yells "NOW WE'RE EVEN. STOP HITTING ME!" Jess won't share water(Melissa's* water BTW) with Jo, Jo gets out of her seat and insists on retrieving the water from Jess' death grasp. Now they are wanting me to pay attention to their interpretive dance, which isn't a dance at all; it is them spinning around in circles with hands on the water bottle. Jess finally gives in and allows Jo a drink, Jo is fat and drinks all the water(ok I made that last bit up, the part about her drinking it not about her being fat, because she really is fat). Their roomie is trying to go to bed and she wants them to shut up and instead of being a little jerk about it like Melissa would be she politely says, "Goodnight girls, I'm going to bed now. Take care." Jess just pulled a very sharp knife on Jo, good thing Chris* was there to save the damsel, he kicked Jess right in her left phalanges. She is dead now. Jo is crying over her dead body... OH NO! Jo, can no longer take the pain so she takes the knife and ends her own life. Jess was just playing a joke but since her lover has killed herself she realizes she does not want to live with without the love of her life so she picks up the knife and takes her own life. Sad day.
hmmmm, this story sounds strangely familiar...
Oh well, that is all.
*names have been changed to protect true identities
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
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