conversatron:

if(yugi != there)

{

cout « “your voice mail sounds like you picking up the phone” « endl;

cout « “it gets me every time” « endl;

}

“Hey Uncle! What are you doing there on the computer?”

“Wh— oh! Yugi, it’s you.  You startled me.  You gotta stop sneaking up on me like that… it’s peeving me.  I don’t have a lot of peeves but that…” Yugi’s uncle’s voice trailed off.

“Sorry Uncle,” Yugi said, looking down at the floor apologetically.  

“Listen, it’s… it’s fine,” Yugi’s uncle said.  ”Water under the bridge.  Now, er, what did you come in here for, hmm?”

“I wanted to know what you were doing on the computer.  To be honest I didn’t think you even knew how to use one!” Yugi said as he grinned and gave his uncle a playful jab.

“Yeah, yeah, make all the jokes you want, kid, but just remember who’s the one with the keys to the car that we can take to McDonalds!” Yugi’s uncle said in a sing-song voice.  ”Whatddya say, sport?”

 ”Yes.  I would like that very much.”

The End

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2:22 am  •  9 July 2010  •  5 notes