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Ridiculous exchange of words (via AIM circa 2004).

• Ryan: enough with you dirty goiter?
• Me: nay fair maiden, the light at the end of the tunnel grows dim
• Ryan: doth
• Me: alright this could get very out of hand
• Ryan: i was counting on it
• Me: let it be then
• Ryan: take a sad song and make it better
• Me: but if the purpose of a sad song is to make u sad n that exactly what its doing then how do u make it better cuz if u change it n it makes u happy isnt it worse??
• Ryan: nay fine bard to make a sad song better is in of itself a valiant deed so as to say taking a sad song and making it better is like saving a burning chocolate mousse from disaster in the far north
• Me: u speak the truth, yet what is a valiant deed but a deed that is unvaliant which if an unvaliant deed is deserved than shouldn't that make the deed valiant thus not only saving the burning chocolate mousse from disaster in the far north but also aiding the the creation of new life with cheeeeeeeese??
• Ryan: but what of cheese really i mean its only a conglamerate of doth and doe and really who can account for the doths and does in our forsaken world today?
• Me: yet in doth eyes the world is forsaken whilst in the eyes of the forsaker the world is a success
• Ryan: but a success can be measured in 2 ways: one the forsaker is forsaken himself and thoust damned 2 the forsaken can eat beans either way nothing is to come of this damnnation and futtle
• Me: though the damned is a forsaker thus if a forsaker is damned may that not be a success in itself and if the forsaken eat beans that be baked the world may be saved from the damnation after all, yet if the beans be kidney the mightiest of kings have fallen to the treacherous kidneys and the damnation may be inevitable
• Ryan: may the kings have mercy on all the bean eating darwinian lunatics intwined in our realm but what about the ladies of the can whilst they wash away like the rest of the grime and grumble of a hard days work a work the tickles the fancy while it breaks the back of the validator
• Me: as tickled as the fancy may be the broken back of the validator in itself validates the grime and grumble of the hard days work for without the hard work put forth by the ladies how would the children of the corn live on fruitful lives while dreaming of days when the all the kings men can put michael jackson back together again
• Ryan: omg we need to stop i cant go on
• Me: oh thank god