Today we, Ash and I, did just (a few) little silly things, and had some fun with a purse....
|Who are you?|
|Not very talkative, huh? You want to play the silent game? Fine.I don't see you.|
|See? I've got myself a new pal. This here ribbon-stringy thing. It's my new best friend! Aren't you jelous?(P.s I can still see the purse, but it doesn't know that I'm staring at it because I've got razor sharp eyes.)|
|Ok, fine. You win. This game is getting a little boring. Now you're back to being MY purse again. End of story|
|The purse was alway mine, Traveler. Back away. Now.|
Like I care. I mean, the purse was always a granny one.
I'm back to my string now.