Conversation Game

[Kiren Brockett]

Where is this Texan wand quiz? WHERE? Rawr.

According to a random quiz I took, Ivy's wand is fig wood, with a centaur hair... but, it's not. It's cedar (did we plan that?) with a unicorn hair. And it's 11 inches. Whoot.

M runs a Barber-Hop Hip-Shop and wanted D to come get his hair cut, but he didn't want the hair to fall on his new iPod and mess it up. This made M sad, since she enjoys doing scary things to people's hair with scissors, so she said so. D didn't hear her, because he was listening to his iPod, and thought she was insulting her, so he retaliated. Badly.

Right-o.

A: The pterodactyls are coming back!
C: Yep. Would you rather have a sailboat or a UFO?
A: I think it was a car.
C: Or napkins.
A: They cost $3.50, and it's all the fault of global warming.
C: Has your cat ever heard of Star Wars? *crazy laughter*

[Schmergo]

(I made her wand ten-and-a-half inches, because Harry's wand is eleven inches. Yeahhh... oh, and the Barber-Hop thing... I wanted my brother to put the "Barber-Hop Hip-Shop" song on his iPod, but he wouldn't. When I said that I liked to get busy with scissors (even though the real lyrics are 'I sizzle with scissors and get busy,') he told me to join a ballet because they made an Edward Scissor Hands ballet.)

You were being questioned by that random scary girl on your bus, and she was drawing a comic strip about you on napkins, so she wanted to know your preferred mode of transportation.

M: You can't do it. After you do it, you won't be able to talk to people like me anymore.
J: I will be the first.
M: Oh really?
J: Yes! I will be the bridge! Like Clay Aiken or a great big dead tree!

[Kloud]

They were talking about a second land bridge linking the US to Asia created by both a giant tree and an extremely large cut-out of Clay Aiken's left shoe. If she went across it, then bridge would fall into the ocean, and they would never communicate again due to high long distance bills.

K: You've got to get this now...
E: Juctapose?
S: Justapose?
B: Juptapose?
N: What do you mean you're out of chocolate milk!?

[Schmergo]

(We were talking about how if he became a tech, he'd never talk to non-tech people again, and he said he would be the bridge, like a giant tree that fell down across a gulch, or Clay Aiken who sang "Bridge Over Troubled Water.")

Umm, for yours, people were trying to pronounce someone's line while waiting for drinks at iHop. But there was no chocolate milk!

D: Ew, clogging. I just don't get it.
M: Irish?
D: No, T.V.
M: Well, you said 'clogging.' Is it that Irish pig show with the fusion song?
D: Nooo. Just... T.V.

[Kloud]

(You were really close actually. xD The people who went to IHOP were playing hangman, and I had the word, which was actually Juxtapose. There was one letter left, so it was like J you _ T A P O S E, and no one could get it. At the same time, Nick was trying to order drinks, and indeed, they were out of Chocolate milk. T-T)

Alright, I came up with this lame explination. xP There was a clog festival on TV, featuring 76 and a half different types of clogs. A different TV show however, called Clogs, features a theme song sung by a rapping pig. This was not what the first person was talking about.

Ka: Happy face!
E: Unhappy.
Ka: Emo!
E: Prep...
Ka: Hm... Eric. x3
E: Satan.
B: Until the day that I dye my hair purple and have forks instead of a nose, I will not let you say that.

[Schmergo]

(Dude, when I was at Ihop with my church group, they were also out of chocolate milk, it's a conspiracy, I tell you!)

My conversation was about my brother whining about an annoying girl clogging-- not the Irish kind, the hip-hop kind-- badly on PBS, and when I heard 'clogging,' I thought he was talking about an Irish TV show, so I got excited, thinking it was this really lame PBS show for little kids called "Jakers," which is about a bunch of Irish pigs. It's a stupid show, but I love the theme song. I wait for it to come on, watch the theme song, and turn it off!
Your conversation was about Ka drawing a happy face and Eric drawing an unhappy face next to that, and Ka calling him an emo and her calling him a prep, and she called him an Eric, worst insult ever, and he called her Satan, and someone named B told him not to call people Satan in church.

My conversation:

L: Aabaamy?
M: Did you come from there with a banjo on your knee?
L: No, a tambourine and a goat named Djali actually.
M: Where's Phoebus when you need him?

[Kloud]

(Actually, mine was still at IHOP. Kate and Eric were playing Tic-Tac-Toe, and they were trying to keep where they have put their marks straight by making things opposite from each other. Kate drew a smiley face, so Eric drew a frowny face. Kate wrote the word emo, so Eric wrote the word Prep. Kate wrote the word Eric, to see what he'd put down as the opposite of himself, and he wrote the word Satan. xD Brittany, fed up with hearing Eric be so full of himself, said the weirdest thing that came to mind to make him shut up.)

Yours is about L, who just got her front teeth pulled, making her unable to say Alabama, and instead came out with Aabaamy. M, being reminded of the song Oh Susanna, asked if she came with a banjo, then remembered she was allergic to goat fur, and wondered where Phoebus, head of the company that manufactures Alevert, was, so that he could give her medication, allowing her to thusly hang around with a goat and his tambourine.

That was long and lame.

Onto the new convo...

K: And so, he died a horrible flaming death...
S: Only because she wanted the first prize of two Columbian coconuts.
M: Who knew that she could be so malicious!?
E: I ALMOST HAD IT TOO!!! T-T CURSE YOU JULIANNE!!
N: We need more straws.

[Kiren Brockett]

S, K, E, and M were discussing how Julianne had stolen their Columbian coconuts and fallen, Gollum-like, into a fiery volcano. Then, N walked by and commented that they needed more straws to slurp up the melted Julianne.



D: That's eerie.
L: What, no flash?
S: No, it's over there!
D: Isn't it that big thing on the wall?
L: No! Look up. It's that big arch thing with... another arch.
D: Was that there for show?
S: No, it was a structural thing. We learn a lot from the Roman folk.
L: British.
S: That's what I said. Or... not. But, there it is.

[Schmergo]

Kloud, that was the best explanation ever! Well, my sister's gypsy name on that weird name game email was Aabaamy, and I was reminded of "Oh Susanna" and asked her if she had a banjo on her knee. Since it was her gypsy name, she talked about the tambourine and a goat, because they belong to the gypsy Esmerelda in "The Hunchback of Notre Dame." And Phoebus is Esmerelda's boyfriend.

Your conversation... K, S, and M are making up a story one sentence at a time, featuring someone who burned down the Paris Opera House because she didn't get the lead in Spamalot. Simultaneously, Julianne messed up Eric's video game by distracting him, and he lost, so he stabbed her to death with straws, and they ran out.

Mine:

J: Here, put it on!
M: Aaargh, no!
J: Whatever! (Walks away.)
M: There's a reason why I couldn't put it on. Now it will stick to his face and taste like berries. And cream.

[Kiren Brockett]

Well, I know what happened here... but I'll make something up.

J wanted M to put on a miniskirt, but M refused. She was, however, angered, and a witch, and put a spell on the skirt to make it stick to J's face and taste like berries and cream, which J hates.

My conversation is above.

[Schmergo]

^_^

For people who weren't there, I was eating a berries 'n' cream dum-dum, and John put a mask on my face. So when he put it on, it was sticky and dum-dum-y.

In your convo, your dad, a stick insect, and you, were trying to take photographs of a large archway featuring the Beatles wearing togas.

My convo:

D: Well, what do you think?
R: I think you curse into it and you open it and it curses back at you.
D: No, not the jar!
W: Well, I'd like to see him galloping down the highway crushing cars with a donkey.

[wickedgrl75]

D+R have found a magic cursed wishing jar thingy and W wished for something terriblly odd.....

o.k, here's mine

S. Pink jelly sir?
J. No, I don't want pink jelly you idiot!
S. well, why not? I heard it was good for the soul
D. (rolls eyes) I'm surrounded by bafoons......

[Schmergo]

(In Sunday School, we were talking about what Jesus would be like when he came back. Will thought he'd be galloping down the highway crushing cars with a donkey. But Robert was too busy examining the 'curse jar'-- the jar you have to put money in if you say a bad word, but he didn't know that-- to hear the question.)


You were trying to sell pink jelly to Jason Isaacs, but Daniel Radcliffe was not amused because he was supposed to be filming a scene with Isaacs, and you were holding him off!

M: This is delicious!
D: This is CAKETOWWWWN!
M: BRUUUUSHH YOOOOUR TEEETH!

[kanegunlock]

how does this work

[Schmergo]

You guess what the previous conversation was about, then you post one of your own!

[CaT24FaN]

Angelascool (1:01:25 PM): ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Angelascool (1:01:33 PM): i'm going crazy
DolphnSk8r (1:04:21 PM): WHAT??
DolphnSk8r (1:04:28 PM): THATS HORRIBLE!!!
DolphnSk8r (1:04:38 PM): wtf???
DolphnSk8r (1:04:45 PM): are they trying to KILL US!?!?!??!
Angelascool (1:02:05 PM): now i'm dying!!!
Angelascool (1:02:11 PM): i believe so
DolphnSk8r (1:04:55 PM): GRARRGH!!

[Broker of Darkness]

You guys are talking about how the population of edible mice have been poisoned and distributed to the community and you and your friend have recently ingested some in an effort of mass protest.

Here's mine:

Me: I don't know about this...
Cameron: Dude it would be awesome!
John: Yeah I've got one, you have one, Cameron has one it would be awesome.
Me: Might as well...Let me finish this pixistick..
John: It might kill us...
Cameron: Yeah...But it would be worth it
Me: No it wont..
Cameron:...
John: O.k I set them up...
Cameron: 3
John: 2
Me: 1
All of us: WOAH!!

[Schmergo]

Broker of Darkness, you have a fairly sick mind when it comes to guessing what Catherine's convo was about. Edible mice?

Okay, you and your buddies ate pixie sticks and filled the empty tubes with dynamite, because you heard you could smoke dynamite to get high. It didn't, um, work.

Here was mine:

ME: And you called me?
RICK: So now I know!
ME: Um, yeeaaaah...
RICK: So, do you have any pets?
ME: Sorry, no.
RICK: Oh. I have three dogs. (Hangs up.)

[wickedgrl75]

-audible laughter-! i remember u told me this.
this random guy finds ur number on the ground and calls it to find out who it is.
and says random things then hangs up. (true story)

cool conversation thingy.......


S. my mom wants to speak with you
K. uumm......
S. go ahead, she won't bite(hands the phone to K.)
K. umm.... helo..mrs. Sarah's mother......
S. gigles a bit.....wow

[demonchild]

BOTTOM OF PAGE 1

M: Step into tha barber-hop hip-shop.
D: No! Not on this iPod!
M: But I like to get busy with scissors.
D: Then star in a ballet.

obviously they were talking about the songs that The Beatles failed to publisize to the public and the guy did not know; girl was trying to make the guy feel better and asked him to join in the schools ballet club to get more members.

This one actually happened (Jack=j, Steve=s):

j-dude put it AWAY; before the teacher sees
s-but it wont fit back in THERE; it swelled to much