SoAL Gilder: go to bed
Supine Pastry: No. Evil!
Supine Pastry: I’m going to squeeze the life right out of this weekend. I only get 48 god forsaken hours, and if I have to ive those bastard my hours, I’ll give them something much more difficult to count before I do! like…. Minutes, for instance. They’d have to count in -60-‘s.
SoAL Gilder: lolol
Supine Pastry: Hours ore much much more easier to count.
Supine Pastry: I think thats why they invernted them.

Supine Pastry: I wonder what would happen if I stopped drinking coke altogether?
SoAL Gilder: ?
Supine Pastry: There would probably be a crash in the stock market.
SoAL Gilder: …
Supine Pastry: i drink to much coke.

Supine Pastry: If I go to sleep, wake me up.
SoAL Gilder: ok
Supine Pastry: Thank you.
SoAL Gilder: ill go over to your house and hit you over the head with a hammer
Supine Pastry: Hah! You don’t know where Iive. Unless your creepy yearbook powers tell you -that- too!

* Supine Pastry farts.
Supine Pastry: GOD DAMNIT! NOT FUCKING AGAIN!
SoAL Gilder: O.o
Supine Pastry: Why does you fucking name have to be right under Johnny b’s?
Supine Pastry: lol
Supine Pastry: two time now.