Get phunkeh thread!! woo baby!!

[Elcia]

Hi Erverain not much, relaxing from my trip.
I wonder if anyone noticed I was gone. And of course now that I get to here is when dinner is ready, I'll back in a bit.  

[pickle relish]

Whoa, people!
During the day, even. Well, for me. razz  

[invisible-weirdo]

*lurkity lurk lurk with a popsicle*  

[Erverain]

Well, it looks like two more have cropped up in the time between my last look at the page. Hi Pickles and Weirdo.  

[invisible-weirdo]

Hey there Erv~

Bah. I have a crick in my neck >.<  

[Elcia]

Salmon is yummy.

Hello Invis, Pickle!

Did you sleep on it wrong or something Invis?  

[Erverain]

Salmon is indeed yummy, if cooked properly.
As for that crick in the neck, it may just be gravity causing a compression in the small air bubbles in between the cartilage and bones of the neck. Like when you pop your knuckles.  

[pickle relish]

Hi Elcia! Yes, salmon is delicious!

And I just grabbed Erv's booty!  

[invisible-weirdo]

Yum Salmon...

No, I think it's just cuz of the way I've been sitting along with my being on the computer. I dunno.

Anyway, how was your trip, Elcia?  

[Chexley]

*Sighs.* My mom sure knows how to bust my bubble of pride and delight.  

[invisible-weirdo]

=( What happened Chex?  

[Chexley]

It's just my luck that dad comes into my room telling me that dinner is ready. I'll tell you everything once I'm done with it.  

[invisible-weirdo]

Alrighty then.

....Speaking of dinner, I should probably get around to eating some...Maybe kinda sorta...  

[Elcia]

My trip was ... interesting... Went to Calgary for a couple days, met the two love birds, saw the Canadian Rockies and then went to Vancouver.  

[Chexley]

Okay. I'm done with dinner. I found out what was bugging one side of my mouth: my wisdom tooth is being cranky.

@Invisi: I cut up the rest of the strawberries that were in the fridge. I was under the impression that my mom had bought them for me. She asked me if I was going to eat them all. She gets home this evening and I told her what I did, y'know, as a surprise. She looks at me and says, "Oh. I was going to eat those with bananas in a crepe."

No one told me this. NO ONE. They wonder why I get so mad. They expect me to know what they're thinking when I don't. So, now I have all this fruit in the fridge, soaking in sugar so they're made sweet. Dad even bought some angel food cake.

When I thought I was doing something good, I'm told that it's wrong.