me: i'm in the car on the way home from georgia smarty
griff: i know
me: quit your nervy spaz and get your nippy noodles together. i don't have time for this nonsense chuddie.
griff: holy crap
me: pardon me but i have no time for droopy mates aboard their huffmobile using sour lingo.
griff: oh my words
me: oh my blimey fandango.
griff: i like that
me: well aren't you just a fuss and a half to please? so full of tensionosity.
griff: wow. that last one is great.
me: you just like when i am babbling wubbish like a monk in a monkhouse with a hint of confusiosity.
me: adios. don't get your undercrackers in a bunch.
griff: lol. i'll try.
as posted here.
find georgia in all her marrviness here to understand what i'm rambling about.