Lil B here. It's not such a sunny day down in my lethal legal sphere where daggers are hidden, looks are deceiving, words are bent to the untruth, and expressions can hardly be deciphered. You think your life is a funfair circus? Wait till you shake a hand with invisible needles, brittle piecemeal alliances, and unrepentant bitchings which threaten to ruin the one's reputation.

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Daresth Ye Purge

We had a meeting for moot in Starbucks today to brief Mark on our arguments.

After all was said, we started speculating.

What if, just what if, one of us falls sick??

If Nicholas gets food poisoning??

This is what happened [roughly]:

Nicholas: So what if I suddenly start purging??

Mark: Oh, don't, please, don't. I'll buy you diapers.

Nicholas: Wear diapers??

Debble: Imagine if suddenly, in the middle of his speech...

Nicholas: [Acts] My Lords, My Lady..... [silence] [face contorts]

Mark: Debble will be the first one to pinch her nose.

Nicholas: No, the whole DR2 will. And probably we will have the technician spray air-freshener every now and then.

Gosh, what a moot it will be.

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