ron and i are talking. things are fairly well. working on it. the works are still in progress.

okay, i cant' help, you gott'a have a a dose of my "my-peasant- encounters."

peasant: (says a phrase and ends it with [ in his ghetto accent]----->) "know what i mean?"
[turns to me and say] be, say, " know what i mean?" i just want to hear you say it.

ur highness (me): [sarcastically] eh. leave me alone.

peasant: why you so grouchy? i'm the one whose always grouchy. now you're being ....me.

ur highness: why do you have to ask so many goddamn questions? damn!

peasant: oh hell nah! you just used my line. see, you can't copy that line. get your own.

ur highness: eh. your annoying! ...(then complains) i'm irritated. my stomach hurts.

peasant: [smirks] now i get it. you have a PMS, huh? i hate PMS. do you?

ur highness: what did i just tell you? don't ask me too many goddamn questions. my head hurts!

peasant: [laughs] okay, fine. can i just get a smile then? [ silence] please?

ur highness:[ smiles. ] okay that's it!

peasant: you know...i love you. i love you because you're crazy!

posted by pinay freestyle @ 8:57 PM

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