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It all began one evening or afternoon--I
don't remember--with this conversation….
(11 December 2002)
Mel Mar: my brain just walked away
Footmonster: with the purple gorilla, right? I just saw it walk down the street.
It was wearing a top hat and carrying a cane.
Mel Mar: yeah it did. It said something like it had to go meat the purple gorilla
Footmonster: meat?
Mel Mar: EXCUSE A ME--MEET
Footmonster: I think that he's going to the opera
Mel Mar: to do what? Sing? Watch?
Footmonster: he's an opera fan, right?
Mel Mar: i guess so. If he was i never knew.
Footmonster: yikes
Mel Mar: either that or hes plannin 2 eat the purple gorilla. Me no no
Footmonster: i feel sorry for you...that you have a brain that likes opera.
My brains like Korn
Mel Mar: MY BRAIN JUST STOLE MY CAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Footmonster: great! I mean—how tragic.
Mel Mar: AAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Hey, I just
realized something....
Footmonster: hooray! smiles and teacakes for all!
Mel Mar: u no what this meens? I DONT HAVE 2 GO 2 SCHOOL ANYMORE!!!! Oh wait
my dads a teacher there
Footmonster: ...um...dude..yeah. You still have to go
Mel Mar: I KNOW!!!!!!!!!! ain't it tragic?
Footmonster: no
Mel Mar: what?
Footmonster: whta?
Footmonster: *what?
Footmonster: what?
Footmonster: WHAT?
Mel Mar: huh?
Footmonster: who?
Mel Mar: HUH??
Footmonster: why?
Footmonster: how?
Mel Mar: when?
Mel Mar: y?
Footmonster: where?
Mel Mar: who?
Mel Mar: What?
Mel Mar: U LOST ME THERE
Footmonster: what?
Mel Mar: could u give me the directions again?
Footmonster: turn left at the first fork in the road (the big silver one) and
then right at the spoon
Mel Mar: let me get this straight.... Turn right at the first gold fork and
then left at the first spork. Is that correct?
Footmonster: close, but not quite, my child
Mel Mar: as i said....my brain walked away. MY brain walked away! my BRAIN
walked away!
Footmonster: first you have to eat the avocados, though
Mel Mar: my brain WALKED away. my brain walked AWAY! MY BRAIN DID WHAT? UR
TRYING TO TELL ME IT WALKED AWAY?????? AND IT STOLE MY CAR??? NO WAY!!!!! IT DID????!!!!!?!?!?!?!? Y ME?
Footmonster: no, i'm trying to tell you that it walked away
Mel Mar: o well i need a new brain anyway. Could u give me ur 2nd one? Just
until mine comes back?
Footmonster: sure, take mine, but be careful; it's not fully tamed yet. Its
name is Sergeant Killemasfastasyoucan
Mel Mar: hahaha. Guess what im eating now
Footmonster: cheese?
Mel Mar: howd u no? I coulda ben eating trash
Footmonster: i'm eating air
Mel Mar: who ever thought of that term must not have had a brain. I just described
me. Silly me. Oh well
Footmonster: my brains are as good as no brains
Mel Mar: i must go and chase it down i guess
Footmonster: die, die, die, brain, die
Mel Mar: so i'll c ya at school 2morow. Bye!!!
Footmonster: YOU'RE LEAVING ME?!
Mel Mar: yeah
Footmonster: take a smile and a teacake before you go, though
Mel Mar: y thank u!!! any clue which opra they were going to?
Footmonster: i think that it was the incredibly stupid, stupid, stupid opera
of the lots of lovey-dovey crap with no point whatsoever
Mel Mar: isnt that what an opera is anyway? They're all
alike. My mom says that it's just controled screaming
Footmonster: lotsa fat ladies singing wearing viking hats
Mel Mar: and fat guys
Footmonster: yeah, but they wear penguin suits
Mel Mar: ...........where are you, brain........?
Footmonster: here it is--oops, i stepped on it….
There were several other conversations
about our brains and my eventual loss of memory as well, but they have so little to do with this subject and are
so complicated that to try to post them here is like trying to kill a rhinoceros in a pumpkin-patch: time-consuming, pointless,
and extremely dangerous. Whoooo!
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