A Converstaion between Wendi and JC
One day Wendi was sitting at home, typing away on her computer, when out of nowhere her phone rang...that is where our story begins...
Wendi~ Wassup?
JC~ Um, Hello?
Wendi~ OH MY GOD!!! Is this JC?
JC~ Yeah, who is this?
Wendi~ Only your very biggest fan in the whole world...Wendi. And I love you by the way.
JC~ Thanks, I think. I think I must have called the wrong number...I was trying to call my Grandpa.
Is ther anyone really old there?
Wendi~No, just me. But I want to tell you a few things, if you have a minute.
AND SO THEY TALKED, AND TALKED AND TALKED LATE INTO THE NIGHT. AND FOR THE NEXT MONTH HE CALLED BACK, NIGHT AFTER NIGHT ONE FATEFULL NIGHT, AS JC CALLED WENDI UP AS HE HAD EVERY OTHER NIGHT...
JC~ Is this my baby, Wendi?
Wendi~ Hells ya, who do you think it would be. What is my favorite rock star doing?
JC~ I miss you, I really want to martry you, I have never felt so connceted with
someone in so short of a time, will you marry me Wendi?
Wendi~ Um, no. But thanks. I feel like I reallt need to get to know you better, but why do you want to marry me?
JC~ Because you are so funny, and silly, and funny, and cute and funny. You are the one and only persoon that
has made me feel good about staying up past 10:00, in my whole entire life. Look it is 10:33 and I'm up, for
the second night in a row. Please Wendi, be my wife.
Wendi~ OK, If you really want me too, I could probably handle that, on one condition...
JC~ Anything, anything for you...
Wendi~ Go to a dentist, and get your grill fixed.
AND SO THAT IS WHAT HAPPENED, AND WE ARE ALL BETTER OFF.