
Frou: No! I promised to be good
Phillip: Who did u promise?
Frou: The angel on my right shoulder
Phillip: I'm gonna kidnap her when I see you
Frou: WHY!?
Phillip: So that I can threaten to squeeze her self-righteous guts out if she doesn't advise you otherwise. Grrrrrrrrr!
Frou: *GASP*
Phillip: Then I will demonstrate by squeezing a packet of mcdonalds chilli sauce until the sauce burst out
Frou: NOOoooo!!
Phillip: See whether your right angel scared or not
Frou: OH MY! MY ANGEL SO POOR THING!
Phillip: She is not a poor thing. She's a party pooper.
Frou: I am assuming the angel on your right shoulder had, a long time ago, jumped ship to your left shoulder, eh?
Phillip: Yeap. As we speak, 'he' is massaging my left devil's shoulders...
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