an im conversation with my coworker. i'll call him "ken" here because that's his name. our boss had just told him to "bang on the plone for awhile"...basically try to break this software so we could figure out what needed to be fixed. oh also, "sheldon" is a system administrator at our company. we're convinced he's logging everyone's im conversations for his own enjoyment. me: "bang on the plone" ken: Yah ken: His choice of words is sometimes embarassing. me: that's rad me: "so i was bangin' on the plone the other day..." me: HA ken: umm ken: that sounds noxious ken: somehow ken: wrong me: no just dirty me: i had a sex dream about heather ken: http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=noxious ken: was it noxious? me: uh, no me: not even a little ken: you had a sex dream about heather and it wasn't "harmful to the mind or morals; corrupting"? me: no ken: was it hot? me: yup me: very me: (hi again sheldon) me: (whasup) ken: so... you gonna give sheldon the gory details, or not? me: probably not me: she was the aggressor ken: (that's advisable, by the way) ken: heh me: yay me: it was great ken: I don't think I've had sex dreams about anyone here yet ken: but I'll keep you posted me: but i forgot about it until the next day when she was sitting in my bedroom checking her email me: then all of a sudden i remembers me: er me: remembered ken: and you were all like 'ME-OW!" me: i know! me: i was all "guh. i need to go make some toast." me: serious ken: toast? That's what they're calling it these days... me: yep. ken: I'll keep that in mind me: so i made some sweet sweet toast me: then i banged on the plone some more ken: "Amy, why are you making toast in the bathroom?"
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