Convo with the Kissing Bandit - Earlier this week
Kissing Bandit: My darling darling darling woman!
Moi:And a long time indeed checking in with you. How goes it?
Kissing Bandit: Grand grand. Oh, life does get better every year, doesn’t it?
Moi: Eh, depends on your attitude.
Kissing Bandit: Oh poo. Why must you always be an irritating pragmatists?
Moi: Oh, cuz the world is full of beautiful flakiheads like you, so someone is always responsible for picking up the pieces…
Kissing Bandit:…
Moi:…
Kissing Bandit:.. “Is that… is that how you think of me? A sequential disaster that needs regular rescue?
Moi:…
Kissing Bandit:…
Moi: No … I mean, not always. Come on now. We’re friends. We do different things. We behave differently under the circumstances, but you know I always got nothing but love and props for you.
Kissing Bandit: Yes. But something…
Moi: Just.. just… I mean…
Kissing Bandit: What?
Moi: You know how your MO is a total 180 of my MO.
Kissing Bandit: Yeah, though I think you’ve come around a bt.
Moi:Hmph
Kissing Bandit: Think whatever you will. Just know that someone was thinking of you
Moi: I know. I know.
Kissing Bandit: And like all that happy birthday shit. I bet that even the president coudn’t rall that many sincere and loving people in the same room. Sounds like your friends are farking dope!
Moi: They are. They trully fucking are.
Kissing Bandit: No doubt.
Moi: So… um… yeah. No.. Seruiously we totally have a plan.
Kissing Bandit: Sure?
Moi: Yes. I’d bet my life on it.
Kissing Bandit: Good, then I’ll bet your life on it too.
Moi: Brilliant.
Kissing Bandit: Ah Sir, never underestimate our capabilityh of mischief.
Moi: Oh, I don’t think ever will again
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