As you know, I’m big into the drawing, especially stick people. And today, I was introduced to the wonderful world of drawing on Yahoo messenger. Awesome. I was talking to Chris in Croatia and he had found the drawing pad, so we started drawing pictures. Because you’re super lucky (and I’m short on stuff to write about), you get to see our conversation AND our incredibly artistic drawing.
There was some prior discussion regarding our previous art. Chris drew a picture of him burning his hand on a burner cover, which I countered with a drawing of when I burned my hands carrying a bowl of ramen and dropped it on the floor and cried. I then drew a picture of a cat asking him if he was allergic to cats, since he’ll be at my house before we leave for camp in Montana this July. We have also recently been discussing how by the time he gets here, I will be a boxing bad ass. He doesn’t believe me, and so we’ve been talking smack. The conversation picks up right after he tells me that no, he’s not allergic to cats.
Amber: then you'll be fine at my house
Amber: except for when I kick your ass
Chris: that might not happen
Chris: well I will not take it easy on you
This is where there were more pictures drawn – Chris relaxing under a tree, me flying through the air attacking him with my stealth ninja skillz only to find out that it’s actually a dummy of him because he’s actually hiding in the tree. He then rains on my stealth parade (with a cloud and rain and everything), only to find out that it’s not me flying through the air, but a hologram of me. I’m actually hiding behind the tree, trying to climb up it and surprise him. But then somehow the tree ate me so we started a new picture. He won that round by creating the carnivorous tree. I'm sorry, what? Yes, we are almost thirty. What's your point? Let's move on, shall we?
Chris: game on
Chris: the line is drawn
Chris: or river
Amber: yeah. i thought it was a river
Amber: i jumped over the river to get you
Chris: my rainbow fish is eating your leg (you can’t see the fish anymore – it’s covered by the shark)
Amber: my severely deformed purple elephant is stomping on your head (my crudely drawn purple elephant is now obscured by the fantastic volcano which is my favorite part of this whole picture)
Chris: the volcano on my side of the river blew your elephant into space
Amber: but now you're covered with molten la-va
Chris: my man runs down with a few singed hairs and slides his gloves on simultaneously
Amber: I'm self healing, so after I re-grew my leg, I slide tackled you and you're flying through the air
Chris: the raven is flying in to save me
Chris: since I was airborne
Amber: my pterodactyl is dive bombing your raven
Chris: shark attack doot=doot-doot=do (“Shark Attack” is a camp song we always sing. Awww. Camp. I can't wait for camp.)
Amber: HA HAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!
Amber: wow. that's a big shark
Amber: but he died because sharks can't survive in fresh water
So since Chris had to go to bed because Croatia is 8 hours ahead of me, I’m going to say that I won this round since his shark died. Also I can say that because it’s my blog and he can’t correct me! HA! Isn’t our art EXQUISITE? We even signed it so we can say we knew us when…
This was actually one of the better afternoons I’ve had at work in quite a while.