Wednesday, November 26, 2008

End of Civilization

(2:27 PM) Kevin: So I'm becoming obsessed with this idea of the end of civilization
(2:27 PM) Kevin: I am thinking that I might want to learn how to grow my own food and shit
(2:27 PM) Kevin: in order to live into the future
(2:27 PM) Ron: you've told me that before
(2:27 PM) Kevin: I also want to buy a gun
(2:28 PM) Ron: you should prob be more concerned about the end of your memory
(2:28 PM) Kevin: So I can shoot you
(2:28 PM) Ron: you've said (done) that before. You missed. But you wouldn't remember that.
(2:28 PM) Kevin: Dude, you're the one with the terrible memory
(2:28 PM) Kevin: so don't even front
(2:29 PM) Kevin: you didn't know my name for the first 18 months I worked here
(2:29 PM) Ron: you have absolutely zero examples of this
(2:29 PM) Ron: ZERO
(2:29 PM) Kevin: You kept calling me Leprechaun and Leprosy
(2:29 PM) Kevin: I don't even know where you got that shit
(2:29 PM) Kevin: but you just kept forgetting
(2:29 PM) Ron: What's wrong with call you "the guy with the douchey face"?
(2:29 PM) Kevin: Well you're doing that Tonto shit again
(2:30 PM) Kevin: I'll tell you what's wrong with call me douchey face
(2:30 PM) Ron: me no do tonto
(2:30 PM) Kevin: it's innacurate.
(2:30 PM) Kevin: I am the guy with the distinguished, chiseled jawline
(2:30 PM) Ron: what wrong with tonto call you "man with big heap of douche over face"
(2:31 PM) Kevin: Is it ok, then, if I call you "The man with the fecal complexion"?
(2:32 PM) Ron: terrible
(2:32 PM) Ron: not factual
(2:32 PM) Ron: stick to the facts
(2:32 PM) Kevin: Here's a fact.
(2:32 PM) Kevin: I am going to induce apocalypse just so I have an excuse, in all the chaos and mayhem, to shoot you
(2:33 PM) Ron: what the fuck?
(2:33 PM) Kevin: Until now I was worried about it. Now I'm looking forward to it
(2:33 PM) Kevin: I will make you DJ for 6 hours at the end of a shooting range
(2:33 PM) Ron: prescription: rice pill, face punch, cliff jump
(2:34 PM) Ron: so at the end of the world you would be singularly focused on shooting me?
(2:35 PM) Ron: Just look behind me - I'll be the one with my boot up your ass
(2:35 PM) Kevin: It would be machinated in order to get you at the end of a shooting range with two turntables (Stanton Belt-Driven tables - the cheap kind) and forcing you to DJ only Sade and En Vogue singles until such time that you are taken out by wealthy militants
(2:35 PM) Ron: Yes - that may be an impossibility
(2:35 PM) Ron: If you look behind me you will see me with my boot up your ass
(2:36 PM) Ron: Book of revelations shit
(2:36 PM) Kevin: If I look behind you
(2:36 PM) Kevin: That's spooky
(2:36 PM) Ron: if you look behind your own face you will find my face
(2:36 PM) Kevin: This is like an Ingmar Bergman movie
(2:36 PM) Ron: and its coming through to crush your face

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