Saturday, August 07, 2010


So two of my friends were riding in separate caravaning cars. This is a conversation they had, translations in parenthesis. I will refer to them by nicknames:

Rain:Nom?(Are we stopping for the promised food soon? The girlfriend is starving)
Bunny:Nom.(Yes, most definitely, food is something we must have.)

They refer to this as the four letter conversation. I like my friends.

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