Christ! Look at those pants!
I am not going to say what provoked us to think this way, its just that it happened, and we were thinking about it.We were thinking of running away. Well actually I was, and I infected Lisa and Cherish with these ideas while they were vulnerable and laying in bed.
So we began to follow this ungrateful thought train . -Ungrateful because I can find no reason to leave my parents in (supposed) anguish, or leave the comfort and stability of their protection.
And as we began trudging along this track, we invented a most believable story about what would befall us if we did set out alone, having no money or means to get any.
We began our journey of discussion with the most obvious thing; We run away. Somehow we did not focus on how, or under what circumstances, we 'run away' --only the effect of it.
After 'running away' Lisa states that the next obvious thing would be to go the Centrelink.
Centrelink buildings are Australia's welfare offices. -So going there, she explains, would give us a few $.
I interject: Lisa, we have no money, no money means no bus fare. We must walk to Centrelink. -This has now become our main quest.
And since we must walk,. I continue, we must start our journey the day before we need to get there.
So we walk and we walk until it becomes dark and we still haven't arrived at Centrelink.
We stop at a park for the night; Aha! During the night we are mugged! Since the only possessions we have are the clothes on our backs... (they also cover the rest of our bodies) the robbers take these from us. "Perverts! Transvestites!" We cry.
The next day we timidly resume our walk to Centrelink. However we are then arrested and charged with indecent exposure by two lustful policemen.
We have no money and no one to bail us out of our cell. And we still have no clothes -which explains why the two accursed policemen insist walking past our cell as many times as they can.
Ugh!
When it comes to our trial (which is drawn out because of the lusts of the judge and jury) we are ordered to do so many hours of community service. And we still have no clothes.
Anyway I'm bored.
what about me? you'd just leave me behind? thats not nice. And anyway, if you ever decided to do that i would never speak to you again. ho ho. so you'd better not. hmmmmteeheehee
Hmmm. Wait as i contemplate my answer.
Since you were not in the room at the time when we were discussing this, we left you out because you were not there to offer suggestions. If you were in the room at the precise time of our hypothesizing, then i am certain we would have had you in our story. Love!
Hmm. Tammy i dont know if you want to be in our story. We spend WAY too much time alone.
Also. Timidly!!? I doubt that, instead put "striding forward with confidence as if everything was normal".
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