well then its in my room and not yours

Good. I can't stand the smell of Fruit Loops.

I love the smell of fruit loops!

Then that, among many other topics as we have discovered, is where our interests part.

I've always preferred Fruity Pebbles.

Ugh.

Ghastly.

What's wrong with Fruity Pebbles? They make those delightful little snapping and crackling noises in milk, and they taste wonderful. You eat them when Sissy makes them into Rice Crispy Treats. I've seen you do it.

That's different.

Marissa is magic.

Well, yes. You'll get no arguments from me there. She has to be to put up with /you/ all the time.

I'd argue that she has to be some mythical creature to endure /you/.

I'm family. She /has to/ love me. She chooses to love you. That's the mystifying part to me.

To save you any further psychological trauma, I think I will keep that a mystery then.

-cringes and twitches- Yes, actually. Yes do that.

Moving right along.

Ice cream. Yes. Ice Cream is good. I just had some. What's your favorite flavor Brother? Cuppy this question extends to you as well when you come back.

I think its rather difficult to dispute the deliciousness of chocolate ice cream.

I also wonder if we've scared the poor dear off.

Well, it's weekend, and she's one of those free, liberated, young american women types we were always told to stay away from. Perhaps she's out enjoying herself?

Mine was vanilla. -sigh- we really couldn't be more opposite, could we?

HA! I knew you'd pick vanilla, so I picked chocoloate. HA!

Ugh. I don't want to know what 'enjoying herself' might entail.

AHK! -Cringes and hides- YOU JUST HAD TO GO THERE! -begins excessively wiping hands with an alcohol wipe-

I might be addicted to making you squirm. It really is enthralling.

Don't use that word either! It sounds... dirty... -whimpers- everythings dirty now! Everything!

Oh no.... I think I've really broken him this time. Time to duck and cover.

-heads into the kitchen to make tea-

-darts past to get to the kitchen sink and industrial cleaning products- You really are a cruel cruel brother. And your friend is a terrible man too.

Hmm... what? Oh, him. What did the brute do this time?

Believe me, YOU don't want to know what he had to say about your use of "enthralling"

-ponders this for a moment-

Touche. No one could ever accuse him of a lack of imagination.

-shudders- His mind must be a frightening place. I imagine it's full of hard alcohols, the music muddled by indecent woman. -gags- what an awful man