King procrastinator met the queen of procrastination.
"Hey, cockerch." he said by way of greeting. "I bet you're still awake." She grins and replies with a "Yeah, well, how much do you bet that I'm still up?"
"Anyhow, we gotta have better timing skills, I mean, I gotta have better timing skills," said the king, "if we are to have beer." The queen replies. "You do that, cockerch. This entomology thingy of cockerches and such is giving me a headache!"
He says, "Well, then, give meaning to your title." She laughs out loud. "My sentiments exactly! Listen to this: 'maita is my name, procrastination is my game (isn't that lame?).' "
Without missing a beat he throws back at her "Nice rime. Worth a hundred dime. Isn't it sleeping time?"
"Aww…" she says. "Are you gonna sleep already? Brushed your teeth and drank your milk? So you'll grow tall." She bats her eyelids at him.
"I'll do that laaater. I'm king procrastinator. Bow down to my laziness, oh beerbuddy! Good morning then!"
"Hmph! I thought you were gonna help me procrastinate. But no, the Queen does things all by herself!" The queen pretends to huff. "Oh well…" she gives in. "Sweet dreams then. I hope the bedbugs bite."
Sept05'04 0152a
PS: it sucks pero nalingaw ko eh. bleah! ;p
01 February 2005
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