Unnatural Child and Mo Being Wierd

So, *Unnatural Child's real name*, I was thinking that for this joint post, we could play that telephone game where instead of saying/typing what we heard (or in this case, read), we write what we think. Cell phone, I think it's called.

Mo, I'm confuzzled!

For example, I'll write "hey dont' steal the keyboard! Oranges" and then you'll respond with whatever pops into your head, like "Dumbledore!" even though that might really be because your sis is blasting the mysterious ticking sound. Okay?

Okay, I get it. I'll respond to your first one.
"I will so steal the keyboard if you're going to type what I think you were going to type!"

Wait hey no give that back!

Watch what you type.

Let's think. It starts with a W and ends with a hite Knight.

Marian Paroo

Goood niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight my ssooooooooooomeone....

Key of C major

Yay no flats!

Or sharps!

Have a licorice bit, but they're a wee bit sharp.

I'm feeling pensive today. Actually I'm not, I'm feeling thourougly rambunctious, but still...

Rambunctious enough to play airplanes with me?

NO!

Dang. My airplane just fell out of the sky and now is rushing toward the ground at 9,81 m/s^2 acceleration. I hate science. Let...... iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiittttttttt fffffffffaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll.... If ittt fallllllls!...

I hated science too. In I wonder why I still want to be a scientist. Maybe I should just ditch it for viola. Or singing. Or acting. Or all three, they're all fun.

At the same time?

Sure, why not? I like the arts.

This is gonna be great, and you can paint at the same time! Now don't die on me now.

I'm a terrible artist. Paints and brushes and pencils-wise.

At least your Dumbledores don't look more like Tonkss.

No one is going to understand this post, you know. Keyboard angst.

Dat's okay, I'll bet they're laughing at us. Which is good. Yay!!!

We better stop before we go too crazy. Pressing publish button!