Shadow: What if someone had managed to keep it's brain inside himself? What if someone wasn't a moron and 3 quarters of a half.
Coco: I don'th think thats what he means.
Me: It's something Emperor and you'rs truly has talked about before , and it kinda got stuck in our minds.
Shadow: Who who who. A: you'rs truly? B: it got suck in you're mind? Don't you mean you're thoughts. We all know that you need a brain to have a mind. And seeing as how you lack the first one you obiously lack the latter one as well.
Coco: Just go with the flow.
Me: *cough* As I was saying.
Coco: What stuck by the 2 of you?
Me: Us working in the same company , working with each other even.
Shadow: Yea , I remember that. Working he says.
Me: Truth be told Shadow's right.
Shadow: Off course.
Coco: It's that bad?
Me: Let's us just imagen me and Emperor working togheter. shall we?
Shadow: Ow , i'll be Emperor then. Then I can pawn you good.
Coco: Let's don't ands say we did.
Me: I'll be bolth Emperor and myself. How's that.
Shadow: Sure , I can have some fun.
Coco: So how would it go?
Me: Obiously we'd get to work. Then we would look at each other and the insanety would come around.
Shadow: Got some proof to back that up?
Me: Please , humor me.
Shadow: Hmm , now where are my blond hair jokes. Ow wait , thatose are to hard for him to figure out.
Coco: He doidn't mean it literally.
Me: But if it's proof you wqant it's proof you can get.
Shadow: . . . . . wait , you're not joking?
Me: Hardly , proof is all to easy. Just take any randomm Skype phone call between me and Emperor. We'd be trowing Nostalgia Critic m, CHester A bum and Jeff Dunham quote's at each other.
Shadow: Thats . . . . . . . *gulp* that's . . . c-c-cor . . . cor-r-r-r-r . . . . cor-r-r-r-r . . .*gulp* . . . correct. You're , you're . . . . . r-r-r-ri . . . . . I can't say it.
Coco: He's right and there's no question about it.
To take the example I talked aboput with Emperor. I'll use Emperor's name here for comfor.
*Imagenary conversation*
Me: Emperor , can I have that wrench there.
Emperor: You mean this one , this one , this one , this one , this one , kgggggggr. Piece of s**t.
*end conversation*
SHadow: You kinda doeses that way.
Coco: And you say C-C-H is bad.
Me: Yea , I know.
Shadow: We were talking about you working with Emperor remember.
Me: Yea , but you change the subject often enough.
Shadow: The bird: Kah.
Coco: My god.
Me: *muitters* gotta resist , gotta resist , gotta resist , gotta resist , AAAAARG. Curse you Shadow.
Coco: Is this simulair to Emperor?
Shadow: And you saying I coudn't do it properly.
Me: Okok , I get it. Anyways this sorta thing would happen ifd we were working togheter. It be funny as hell but bad for work.
Coco: I take it simulair things would happen?
Me: Yep. Say Emperor is talking to someone in a magazine. I would be in the back and scream HIYAAAAAAAAAA . . . . . . . . . . . . klik, BOOM. Off course Emperor would awnser with did you see Jamil's face? It's gone now but did you see his face?
Shadow: Boy , you really have some twisted thoughts. Ever thought about theraphy?
Coco: He did , drove the poor shrinks insane.
Me: Coco!!!
Shadow: Didn't expect that from you.
Coco: sweatdrop Sorry , I don't know why I said that.
Shadow: The Insanety from the Void made you doi it. I fell for it to.
Me: Erm , I kinda think it be time to get going. Buzy day with Emperor tomorow. Coco?
Coco: Well , we'll be seeing you again. Byebyes.
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