Social Chatting #10

I agree!! Thy kindness in this matter dear brother is greatly appreciated.

chuckles

xP

This discussion seems to have died. Of what matters wouldst thou like to converse next?

Whatever seems fit to you two ladies.

I do not desire any one thing at the moment. Emily, which topic choosest thou?

Oh dear. Let us bury it with ceremonial honours.

Choosing a topic hast not been my strong point. I am truly sorry.

Wouldst not the proper way to ask be, "Which topic dost thou choose, Lady Asenath?"

An excellent idea…how shall we go about that?

I do suppose the first step in this matter would be to dig a hole.

And since that is not a ladies job and I do believe I must do that task. begins digging a hole

sits down on the sofa and watches you xP

*begins digging a home*

Art thou a mole, that thou shouldst be digging thyself a home? :-P

We are pants burying the past pants conversation that has died.

Comes and stands before you and does a slight bow That task is completed, my lady Asenath. What shouldst I do next?

Thou art burying the conversation in a home?

laughs hysterically Sorry gasp dear gasp Tychicus!!

No. I am digging a hole to bury the conversation in.

Well done, dear sir! I do believe the next step is to wrap the conversation in a "napkin". xP

Very well. wraps conversation in a "napkin" That is completed. And next?

Pour spices and ointments upon it!

does so What shall I do next?

Dost thou know if a conversation-sized coffin can be produced?

I think the next thing is to place the conversation into it's sepulchre… Dear Sarah, dost thou know if this is correct?

Does the conversation need a coffin or similar device, or is the "napkin" sufficient?

I don't know. But if there is not one we can invent it. Then we can be famous!

But think, dear brother. How many others wilt wish to bury their dead conversations?

Oh nice!! Let us endeavor to create this conversation coffin!

Perhaps if it wast a conversation they took great delight in they shouldest wish to bury it?

I will set to work on it immediately. But, exactly how big is conversation?

Perhaps thou art correct, my dear lady. Dost thou know where the wood is kept here? We shalt need wood to make a coffin.

I knowest not… I do not believe it was very long.

Ah, my dear Sarah, tis kept in the cabinet with the glue and duct tape!

Okay, how about this? Holds hands about 12 comment sizes apart

Yes, I do believe that shall work!

fetches the wood and hands it to Carissa Here is thy wood, my dear brother.

I thank thee my dear lady. Sets to work building a coffin. A little later… there that's completed. And I have put conversation in it.

Oh the poor conversation! We must lay it in it's grave and then weep forty days for it. xP

stares through the air vent, trying not to crack up, and thus give away my secret hiding place

My dear Tychicus, my dear Sarah, didst either of you hear a noise proceeding from the air vent?

Lays it in its grave and covers it up. Begins mourning for it.

xP

Yes, lady Asenath, I did! Goes and looks in the vent Ah, lady Elizabeth! A very un lady like place to hide. Why dost thou not come out and converse with us?

commences mourning xP xP

Hello all!

@Carissa: ^Steve is panicking, he has sent me to fetch you and beg you to get on our chat.^

Hello Lizzy! :D

Oh, boy. Goes to the chat

How canst thou be mourning when thou art sticking thy tongue out and crossing your eyes?

Which chat?

I was NOT panicked!

Just yours mine and his

Good point, dear brother! I shall cease my tongue sticking and eye crossing while mourning!