We're weird.

[SpaceYeti]

My mother just IMed me and asked how my week went. My reply;

[20:03] CroBob: A combination of good, bad, fortunate and unfortunate.
[20:03] CroBob: It was a drama involving key personalities and a comedy of the soul.
[20:03] CroBob: I had hot dogs today.

I'm bored.

 

[Adymus]

Who are you calling "we"?

 

[SpaceYeti]

Us.

 

[Adymus]

Oh, well then that also makes us sexy.

 

[SpaceYeti]

Extremely. Now we shall dance.

*dances*

 

[Nerd.]

Is this a private dance? Or can anyone join? I brought pie. It's not a sexy pie. It's blueberry.

 

[SpaceYeti]

Anyone can join the dance.

If they have breasts.

 

[Nerd.]

I do. Two of them. But I'm not sure how they will help. Legs take the more active role in my case. I never know what to do with my arms. Or the rest of me. I can't dance.

*dances*

 

[SpaceYeti]

Yay for boobs!

Also, what your legs do is irrelevant. If your breasticles jiggle, however, I notice. And what's the point in dancing except to show off your treasures? Not including making fun of your own inability to dance.

Though, I'm going to take salsa classes. Well... one, anyhow.

 

[Nerd.]

Yay for boobs!

Also, what your legs do is irrelevant. If your breasticles jiggle, however, I notice. And what's the point in dancing except to show off your treasures?

The name of the thread must now be changed to "I'm normal". There will be no showing off of my anythings. Did I mention I brought pie? Boys like pie. Go eat the pie. I'll dance by myself. Or with Adymus, if he is still inclined to be weird.

 

[SpaceYeti]

I don't like pie. Well, I do, but not normal, fruit filled pies. I only like it if it's cream. Or cheese, but called "cake".

 

[Nerd.]

Alright. You can be weird again. Fruit pies rock.

 

[Adymus]

nice save.

 

[SpaceYeti]

I rolled a 14.

 

[Nerd.]

Back to the point. Adymus, would you like to dance? I hear the Mashed Potato is having a come-back.

 

[Adymus]

then guess who gets to teach me what the fuck the mashed potato is!

 

[SpaceYeti]

It's a potato that's... well, mashed. Generally, it contains some butter and salt.

 

[Adymus]

I said the mashed potato, not a mashed potato

 

[Nerd.]

I don't know. It's a dance. I would assume it involves potatoes. And perhaps a masher.

Wait. I will ask the oracle.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mashed_Potato

 

[SpaceYeti]

Ooohhh.

 

[Nerd.]

A variation on the Mashed Potato was danced to Bobby "Boris" Pickett's novelty hit "Monster Mash," in which the footwork was the same, but monster gestures were made with the arms and hands.

'Nuff said. This is the only dance for me. Except for the happy dance.

 

[Agent Intellect]

I only want to dance like this:

YouTube- RubberLegz - The One

 

[kantor1003]

Dancing and flirting are you? How cute, never thought I'd see the day. *walks up to the nearest girl and begins teasing her about her weird hairdo*

 

[Nerd.]

Okay. That dance rocks.

 

[kantor1003]

*Drunkkkk beyond beliefff and starts his drunken dancing realizing in full that he isn't going to get laaid tonight* Hellll yeah!! omgg, I don't like when the world keeps spinning like this.

 

[Nerd.]

*considers giving Kantor a lecture on the evils of alcohol*

Meh.

*steals his wallet*

 

[kantor1003]

Hey, what the fuck, where is my ...sigh, damn it... hey, waiter! Can I pay you tomorrow? You know how it is, these bitches is only after our money, haha

 

[Beat Mango]

Us.

You are not one of us.

 

[Cavallier]

Dancing? Blegh. I'll go sit next to Kantor. Ooh, nice hair Sasquatch. Ever consider charging people to pet it? Then you could pay off your tab. Just a thought. On the morals scale I can't imagine hair prostitution is actually all that bad.

 

[kantor1003]

How about you pay my bill and then get to be my friend? You'd have my company for the rest of the night and I'll even give you a charity pet to boot! *orders a new round to Cavallier and himself, asking the waiter to put it on the already existing tab*

 

[NoID10ts]

Well I like you, SpaceYeti.

(But depending on who you ask, that may not be a good thing.)


<---- This guy thinks I'm a total asshole, for instance.


Oh, and Cavallier. You can pet the hair on my back for free if you want to. You can even braid it should the mood strike you.

 

[Cavallier]

How about you pay my bill and then get to be my friend? You'd have my company for the rest of the night and I'll even give you a charity pet to boot! *orders a new round to Cavallier and himself, asking the waiter to put it on the already existing tab*

*shrug* Sorry, you're not weird enough. Besides, I've got Noddy over here and he's...she's...it's plenty weird!

*happily pets Noddy's back hair*

Wait a minute! This isn't your hair at all!