TT: Hello there, John.
EB: oh, hi, rose.
TT: Have you read the poem I wrote for you?
EB: yeah, i saw it.
TT: Excellent. I hoped you had.
EB: well...
EB: good.
EB: it was very thought provoking.
EB: and you obviously put a lot of time and effort into it.
TT: Would you care to share what kind of thoughts were inspired in your reading?
TT: I'm rather curious.
EB: yes. i think i will.
EB: i was really flattered by your 100% sincere and totally not sarcastic description of me as "a honey lipped adonis" and how my teeth were like...
EB: the ones belonging to a moon rabbit that hops through your fondest dreams?
EB: and how you wrote like four stanzas talking about my ass?
EB: even though i'm pretty sure your, uh.
EB: experience with it.
EB: is kind of limited!
EB: except for i guess when i turn around and leave the room when we're in a video hassle.
EB: so you sure gleaned a heck of a lot of information from so little!
EB: and how the whole thing is like fifty verses long and either you just had a thesaurus in your lap or you just memorized the whole thing. i wouldn't exactly be surprised if it was the latter, i guess.
EB: and my hair is the color of a horrorterror's warm slick tongue. you went into a lot of detail on that subject. so thanks for that.
EB: aaaand my eyes are like... um. i think something about the gem on a wizard's rod.
EB: hopefully like the staff, not...
EB: ...yeah.
EB: i'm relieved you specified it was a good wizard! otherwise, that would've just ruined the entire poem.
EB: that would have been terrible.
TT: As if there were ever a chance of you being cast in less than glowing terminology.
TT: But I will stand by the section concerning your posterior. It is one of your most prominent traits in more ways than one.
TT: Speaking of which. What did you think of the stanzas that focus on your overall demeanor?
EB: those were definitely my favorite by far! thanks for bringing that up, i have lots to say about those too!
EB: the best part was probably where you made sure i knew you knew that my greatest source of happiness is making a fool out of other people.
EB: that is certainly true! i tip my hat to you, madame master psychiatrist prodigy person.
TT: I'm glad I could make that abundantly clear.
EB: i never do anything that's just to be nice. how stupid would somebody have to be to think THAT? ha ha.
EB: and while you were at it, you included that really extra poetic line about how i never mean anything i say or do in general.
EB: my heart was so aflutter with love when i read that!
EB: so thanks, rose!
EB: i am blushing all over with affection.
TT: You are certainly welcome!
TT: Believe me, this came from the very deepest part of my heart that holds you dearest.
EB: i could tell.
EB: holding me dear is
EB: that's definitely something you do, isn't it?
EB: you know what?
EB: i think you've got me beat. i'm just not gonna do anything romantic or affectionate for you ever again!
EB: the bar's just been set so high, you see.
TT: I wonder how will I ever survive.
EB: yeah, how WILL you live without me?
EB: i have a great idea.
TT: Please share. You have the greatest ideas.
EB: let's find out.
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-- tentacleTherapist [TT] began pestering ectoBiologist [EB] at 23:21 --