Friday, October 06, 2006

Conversation #18 – That would explain the syringes in the porridge

In which Greg is not intelligent and Kenny gets bedonged with cerpitudes

Greg says:

Today

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

?

Greg says:

Today we shall..

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

I always wanted to

Greg says:

Address the ultimate question

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

Which is...

Greg says:

I dunno

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

Very HHGTG of you

Greg says:

Sorry. Just one of those days. I just ain’t feeling intelligent

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

On the bright side you are at least consistent

Greg says:

Har-har-harf

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

Plus are referencing the classics

Greg says:

Would you call HHGTG classic?

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

Yes

Greg says:

Its only late 70s

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

People smoked pipes, ate fondue and wore bizarre clothes.

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

Twas a different age

Greg says:

I guess if you use the word twas..

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

42. Ultimate question addressed

Greg says:

Then, geekitude of that comment aside, the subject of geekitude

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

What about it?

Greg says:

Whats better, geek or nerd?

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

Whats the difference?

Greg says:

I dunno

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

You aren’t handling today well are you?

Greg says:

El seemed to think that geeky was good and nerdy was bad.

Greg says:

Possibly the other way round

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

But whats the difference

Greg says:

I still don’t know.

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

Shall we avoid the geekitude problem then?

Greg says:

Okay. Little of worth comes from concepts that require made-up words for accurate description

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

I don’t agree, but then I wouldn’t being bedonged with cerpitudes

Greg says:

Out of luck. I thought with the special ointment you’d be clean

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

They say it’s the least flurred case they’ve ever seen

Greg says:

Cool. Perhaps when you die the Royal College of Surgeons will purchase the body and have you stuffed

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

If they are polite enough to wait that long

Greg says:

You suspect there to be taxidermic assassins on your trail?

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

It would explain the syringes in the porridge this morning

Greg says:

Lucky you. A little crunch in porridge never went amiss

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

I fear I have to go

Greg says:

Ta-ra

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

cheerio

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