Dragons And Chocolates And Siths, Oh My
(I am engaged and very faithful to my fiancé. I used to do online roleplaying a lot, so I have several online friends. One of my friends is a guy in the Navy. He has a girlfriend, who he is also very devoted to. I’m bored at work, so I decide to text my friend. This friend knows me by my roleplaying name, Narcy.)
Me: “Boo!”
Friend: “Boo?”
Me: “It’s Narcy! Sup?”
Friend: “NARC! My loverly! How are you, darling wife of mine?”
Me: “Oh stop silly. I’m engaged. How’s the Navy?”
Friend: “Huh? Cheating on me now, huh? I see.”
Me: “He had chocolate. What can I say?”
Friend: “My homemade brownies meant nothing to you?”
Me: “It was Belgium chocolate!”
Friend: “So were my brownies!”
Me: “He made fondue.”
Friend: “I made French dip.”
Me: “He has a boat.”
Friend: “I have a destroyer.”
Me: “Starship.”
Friend: “I am a dragon.”
Me: “Dark lord. With a light saber. He gave me sith powers.”
Friend: “I pick my teeth with sith. I could have given you love and fire and magic.”
Me: “He gave me love and lightning and snuggles.”
Friend: “Copy cat.”
Me: “Haha. He has cookies, too.”
Friend: “I have pie.”
Me: “Cookies are better. Magic cookies!”
Friend: “Green cookies don’t count.”
Me: “Do too!”
Friend: “Nope.”
Me: “Well, poo-ey.”
