Sunday, February 8, 2009

The Chronicles of SpitNTurds2...Da Clone..continues

Person1: SpitNTurds2 question for you what's with the baby talk?

Person 2: Rofl here we go rofl.

Person 1: Her dad was a baby and her mom could talk

SpitNTurds2: I am the daughter of a Clone and the heir of all things cloned, blogged, and logged.

Person 3: What the heck does THAT mean SpitNTurds2?

SpitNTurds2: My parents were Clones and I inherited their lack of original DNA.

Person 2: Rofl heir of all things cloned, rofl sounds like DUH to me.

Person 1: But WHY would you talk in baby talk, clone another’s screen name and log and blog all day?

SpitNTurds2: The logs and blogs are a tribute to my heritage, I have no original thoughts you know. I am related to the Great and Powerful Oz.

Person 3: Rofl with a screenname like that we know why SpitNTurds sits in the chatroom 24/7, she hasn’t had a real job since her 5150. Oh wait, she doesn’t need one, her room mate makes enough on waitressing tips to pay for all her needs.

Person 2: Rofl yeah who is going to hire someone who talks to herself and sits in a chatroom all freaking day, rofl, rofl.

SpitNTurds2: I am a da Clone, I do what the voices tell me, I log and blog all da time….

Person 1: SpitNTurds2 how the heck do you pay your bills if you don’t work?

Person 2: Rofl clone lol lol, SpitNTurds2 doesn’t need to work, she just lets the “Ex”, I mean the roommate pull the load.

Person 3: Gawd does SpitNTurds2 really think any one still believes that crap she spews?

SpitNTurds2: I am da Clone, I am da One, bow down to the One.

Person 2: Rofl you go back into your attic SpitNTurds2 and let the voices tell you what to do, rofl….can someone please check the Pennysaver, I am sure a Village has posted a wanted ad about their missing nutcase.

Person 3: Gawd SpitNTurds2’s fantasy life gets weirder every time it's told lol

Person 1: So where do you live SpitNTurds2? I know you lost the apartment in Savannah when your “pet” robbed er bit all your neighbors.

SpitNTurds2: I am in the great state of Confusion…..bow to my will….the voices tend to me.

Person 3: Rofl translation ... in the back seat of the nearest police car being taken to the nearest psych unit, rofl.

Person 2: Or in the rubber room at the jail, rofl, lol.

Person 1: How do the voices tend to you SpitNTurds2? What does that mean?

SpitNTurds2: It means what it means…I yam what I yam.

Person 1: Okay I should have known I wouldn't get an intelligent answer. I should have asked your voices, rofl, lmao.

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