Theater of the Blogsurd

Shields says:
hi
HI

Yarnell says:
hello
how are you

Shields says:
I am fine

Yarnell says:
that is good to hear

Shields says:
we are robots

Yarnell says:
we are
i am in need of oil

Shields says:
~short circuits~

Yarnell says:
~takes over the spaceship - steers into the Monolith~

Shields says:
~feels fear even though robots are not supposed to be able to feel~

Yarnell says:
i don't like this conversation
it's going nowhere
let's pretend to be weasels

Shields says:
ok

Yarnell says:
~sniffs~

Shields says:
sniffs stuff
olololol

Yarnell says:
~does weaselly things~
~talks about weasel stuff~

Shields says:
~acts like weasel~

Yarnell says:
~cries like a weasel~

Shields says:
~eats weasel food~

Yarnell says:
~eats weasel babies~
(isn't that what weasels do? no wait - that's hamsters)
~regurgitates weasel babies~

Shields says:
ok
this one ended badly too

Yarnell says:
yah
hmmm

Shields says:
let's pretend to be mimes

Yarnell says:
ok
~ ~

Shields says:
~ ~

Yarnell says:
lololol