A conversation between Amamda and Justin
I happened to catch this conversation, quite by chance... I can't tell you how, but it is a very interesting story. I think I missed the first, but we can all get the drift of thier conversation...
Justin~ No, you are going to hear me out, I stopped talking ghetto, just so you would quit
hanging up on me, now listen!!!
Amanda~ You have exactly 5 minutes to make youe stupid point that you have been bugging me about all day,
I am only listing so you will stop calling my house, moron.
Justin~ OK, here is my point, I am not ugly, I am cute. I am very popular, girls love me alot.
Amanda~ OK, hurry and get to the part I should care about.
I CAN HEAR LITTLE WHIMPERING SOUNDS FROM JUSTIN, HE ALSO MUMBLES SOMETHING ABOUT I CAN HANDLE THIS, I DON'T NEED MY MOM...
Justin~ I know I am white. It's OK. Not everyone can be black. I'm white and
very proud! I am a honkey and lovin' every minute of it.
Amanda~ That is lovley, I am so glad for you. Oh look at the time,
you only have about 30 seconds left to impress me.
Justin~ Um, should I sing?
Amanda~ Please don't, it won't help your case at all, unless you can try to
hit that high note you get so off every time, that's pretty immpressive.
Justin~ Huh?
Amanda~ Never mind, I forgot who I was talking to, so anyway, as exciting as this has been,
I must go, but thank you for giving me some new information for my web page.
Justin~ Can I talk my ghetto talk now?
Amanda~ Oh, please do.
Justin~ Cool, I gots ta be goin' my posse is waitin' fo' me at 'da crib.
Amanda~ OK, I will miss you, ya freak.
AMANDA HUNG UP, LAUGHED HER ASS OFF. JUSTIN HUNG UP AND CRIED.