Not much, but I decided it was funny.
MARTEN: Alright, van, time to go.
VAN: ...
MARTEN: Hey, I gotta go to work.
VAN: I don't waaaannaaaaa
MARTEN: C'mon, I'm gonna be late!
VAN: It's Cold.
MARTEN: Don't be such a baby, it's only two miles.
VAN: Not moving.
MARTEN: Did I not just fill the gas tank and add oil?
(silence)
MARTEN: Hey!
VAN: It would be nice if you actually changed the oil. I've had the same filter since November.
MARTEN: Don't make me get out the starter fluid.
VAN:...Fine. (grumbles)
Sunday, February 12, 2006
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Ah, the Doom Van. The Decade Falcon. My dear friend.
That really is a lot like me convincing myself to go to class in the morning.
ME: Go to class.
ME: I don't waaaanaa.
ME: You have to go to class.
ME: It's cold.
ME: Do you not know that you have to go to this class to take notes because without the notes you have no idea what's going on?
(silence)
ME: After this, you never have to take a science again.
ME: Oh, *fine.*
Ha, I love it. Sounds like me arguing with my cat. In the middle of the night. When I want to sleep.
haha how i adore you and your van marten ^.^
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