Sunday, July 01, 2007

A Day with a born-to-be Princess.

[...]
Her:
hey do you mind if I walked on this side and you on that one?
Him:

what do you mean?
Her:
Can I walk on your left side?
Him
:
... sure... but why?
Her:
that way you can fight off dragons with your right arm and protect me with your left...
Him:
... okay!
[...]

Her:
You know... I am tiny inside...
Him:
(choking on his food) WHAT?
Her:
I am so tiny, but I can eat big!

.... silence

Her:

I mean
when it comes to food, I can eat like a monster.
Him:
oh!
yeah yeah!
Her:
What's wrong?
Him:
no no, I agree. You're small and you have a big appetite, you can eat a lot.
Her:
hihihihi... yeah!
[...]

Her:
Hey, can you come with me to check out the "Human Body and Organ exhibition"?
Him:
Yeah it should be interesting, I was planning to go too.
Her:
Oh my God! I so want to go, but I am afraid to go there on my own...
Him:
Why is that?
Her:
I would be afraid... You know, it is weird that I am afraid to see something that is already inside me.
Him:
But fear too is inside you...

... silence

Her:
Wait I know you said something very smart here, I am just trying to figure it out...
Him:
Take your time.
[...]

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8 Comments:

At 3:58 PM, Blogger an OTHER human being.. said...

Nice Dialogue.. Woody Allen flavor.. Wait I know you said something very smart here, I am just trying to figure it..

 
At 7:22 PM, Blogger laila said...

true story?? :)

 
At 8:48 PM, Blogger _z. said...

I only tell the truth.

 
At 9:54 AM, Blogger Dry Gin Martini said...

Who's the girl in the pic?

 
At 10:12 AM, Blogger _z. said...

she was there... all flowery and stuff, posing... She posed really well too, and ppl were just flocking around her.

 
At 3:28 AM, Blogger MMMMMMMMM said...

can't say the girl in the pictures below is not cute... but is she the same one on the conversation??

 
At 5:27 AM, Blogger * (asterisk) said...

That's why I always walk on Red's right, so my sword hand is free to fight dragons, rogues, and vagabonds.

 
At 6:23 PM, Blogger Dry Gin Martini said...

Oh the things I imagined myself doing to her. oops, tmi.

 

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