Blogathon 2003

Vidicon:  Okay, like, dude?

Spling:  What?

Vidicon:  So I know I dozed off and everything...

Spling:  Yeah?

Vidicon:  So there's this big fucking Band-Aid® on my forehead. And the room smells like Magic Marker.

Vidicon:  Dude. I may have been asleep a few minutes ago, but I was awake when we were talking about fucking with people and drawing tattoos on them.

Spling:  And?

Vidicon:  And what? You drew on my head with a Magic Marker!

Spling:  Maybe. But maybe you got an actual tattoo and I just scribbled over it with Magic Marker so you won't know for a couple of days what the tattoo is a picture of.

Vidicon:  Whatever, man. You're clever, but you're not that clever.

Spling:  Doesn't matter to me. Unless you have sand-paper, you're gonna be wearing the words "Free Martha Stewart" for at least a couple of days.

Vidicon:  Fucker. You'll get yours.

Spling:  Only if you've got what it takes to stay awake when I fall asleep.

Vidicon:  You watch your back.

Spling:  As soon as I have a back, I'll watch it.

Vidicon:  Bastard.