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Just kidding, just kidding!"
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Just kidding, just kidding!"
Oh phew! π I was trying to think up an amazing compliment that would make you feel better! π€£π€£"
LOL! Keep thinking!
(The picture wasn't part of it. Just wanted to make sure you didn't think that's how I was staring at you!)

Just kidding, just kidding!"
Oh phew! π I was trying to think up an amazing compliment that would make you feel better! π€£π€£"
LOL! Keep thinking!
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Keep thinking?! I thought I was forgiven!!! π€£π€£
That's not how you were staring at me? π€¨

You're the best grammer queen I've ever 'met!'"
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You're the best grammer queen I've ever 'met!'"
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You're the best grammer queen I've ever 'met!'"
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Who, me?

You're the best grammer queen I've ever 'met!'"
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Who, me?"
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You're the best grammer queen I've ever 'met!'"
Awww, thank you! (*grammar*) You're forgiven, now!

No. I was just trying to show everyone my beautiful Twup!

You're the best grammer queen I've ever 'met!'"
Awww, thank you! (*grammar*) You're forgiven, now!"
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No. I was just trying to show everyone my beautiful Twup!"
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No. I was just trying to show everyone my beautiful Twup!"
Aw well she's adorable!! Give her a big hug from me!! π€"
πI will!

You're the best grammer queen I've ever 'met!'"
Awww, thank you! (*grammar*) You're forgiven, now!"
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You're the best grammer queen I've ever 'met!'"
Awww, thank you! (*grammar*) You're forgiven, now!"
Oh goodness! I just realized that I miss..."
I thought you did it on purpose!

You're the best grammer queen I've ever 'met!'"
Awww, thank you! (*grammar*) You're forgiven, now!"
Oh goodness! I just realize..."
No, of course not!!! I was actually trying to be serious!! π€£π€£

You're being sarcastic now, right? π

You're being sarcastic now, right? π"
Noooooo!!!!! I'm being serious!!!! ππ What am I going to have to do to convince you??? π©

I'm just teasing!

The Giant Sausage
A Short Story
by Dorothy Barlow
Doreo Cookie looked at the giant sausage in her hands and felt scared.
She walked over to the window and reflected on her dangerous surroundings. She had always hated crowded Earth with its purple, panicky People. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel scared.
Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Humble Pie. Humble was a gentle dependent with squat eyes and fat teeth.
Doreo gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a friendly, selfish, soda drinker with moist eyes and brown teeth. Her friends saw her as a purple, panicky Protectress. Once, she had even saved an amused Pie that was stuck in a drain.
But not even a friendly person who had once saved an amused Pie that was stuck in a drain, was prepared for what Humble had in store today.
The sun shone like eating mice, making Doreo sad.
As Doreo stepped outside and Humble came closer, she could see the jittery glint in his eye.
Humble gazed with the affection of 5827 stingy tan toads. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want Protection."
Doreo looked back, even more sad and still fingering the giant sausage. "Humble, people always want someone else to eat me," she replied.
They looked at each other with frightened feelings, like two dull, disgusted dogs eating at a very scheming carol service, which had classical music playing in the background and two ruthless uncles eating to the beat.
Doreo studied Humble's squat eyes and fat teeth. Eventually, she took a deep breath. "I'm sorry," began Doreo in apologetic tones, "but I don't feel the same way, and I never will. I just don't love you Humble."
Humble looked hopeful, his emotions raw like a kaleidoscopic, knobbly knife.
Doreo could actually hear Humble's emotions shatter into 3341 pieces. Then the gentle dependent hurried away into the distance.
Not even a drink of soda would calm Doreo's nerves tonight.
THE END

The Giant Sausage
A Short Story
by Dorothy Barlow
Doreo Cookie looked at the giant sausage in her hands and felt scared.
She walked over to the ..."
Oh my! OH MY!!! π€£π€£π€£π€£π€£
I completely lost it here:
"Humble, people always want someone else to eat me," she replied. π³π€£π€£π€£

I fully expected to find in my inbox:
πͺEat me andβdrink me."
Sorry Ruth! ππ

The Giant Sausage
A Short Story
by Dorothy Barlow
Doreo Cookie looked at the giant sausage in her hands and felt scared.
She walked over to the ..."
If I were a cookie holding a sausage,
I would be scared too.

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Yes, I'm left-handed!"
Huh, how interesting!"
How so? I'm working on my story. Let's hope it's better than a computer can do!

Yes, I'm left-handed!"
Huh, how interesting!"
How so? I'm working on my story. Let's hope it's better than a computer can do!"
That's great that you're working on your story!! I meant that it's interesting that you're left handed.

Yes, I'm left-handed!"
What a sweet photo, Dorothy! Cats always want attention when they know we're busy!
Pammy Jo

Yes, I'm left-handed!"
Huh, how interesting!"
How so? I'm working on my story. Let's hope it's better than a computer ca..."
I figured that's what you meant. I was just being funny!

Yes, I'm left-handed!"
What a sweet photo, Dorothy! Cats always want attention when they know we're busy!
Pammy Jo"
You can say that again! She wasn't the least bit interested in me until I picked up my pen!

Yes, I'm left-handed!"
Huh, how interesting!"
How so? I'm working on my story. Let's hope it's better than ..."
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Emma,
He is so precious. I could put him
in my pocket.π€π
What is his name?
How many days old is he?

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Emma,
He is so precious. I could put him
in my pocket.π€π
What is his name?
How many days old is he?"
Yes, he is so tiny! π
I named him Curtis, but the people who reserved him named him Friday. He is 9 days old. ππ€

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Emma,
He is so precious. I could put him
in my pocket.π€π
What is his name?
How many days old is he?"
Yes, h..."
They pretty quickly, don't they.
It's amazing how the mother can
carry a litter.
Friday?!?!

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Emma,
He is so precious. I could put him
in my pocket.π€π
What is his name?
How many days old is..."
Yes, they do! I know, and she was pretty big this time! I felt so bad for her.
Yeah... Wouldn't be my first pick for a name... π

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Emma,
He is so precious. I could put him
in my pocket.π€π
What is his name?
How man..."
I wonder if Friday was for Friday in Robinson Crusoe?


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Emma,
He is so precious. I could put him
in my pocket.π€π
What is his n..."
I don't know, maybe. π€·π»ββοΈ
The people who reserved Dean and Mary changed their names, too. π
Books mentioned in this topic
North and South (other topics)Little Women (other topics)
Little Women (other topics)
The Deerslayer (other topics)
The Pathfinder (other topics)
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Authors mentioned in this topic
Elizabeth Gaskell (other topics)Mark Twain (other topics)
Jonathan Edwards (other topics)
Jonathan Edwards (other topics)
James Fenimore Cooper (other topics)
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