ok, i'm not sure if i like this. a jar?

well, i suppose that's possible if it's a really good pickle, right?

I'm not sure about this story, Chris. It's about a jar and a pickle. I know you can do better than this.

but i just have a little pickle to offer

you would have to ask chris that

I understand. you used up your creativity writing poetry tonight. Don't get me wrong, I think your pickle is awesome. It's your storytelling that needs a little help tonight.

damn them poems, wasted all my story talent. can i just show you a bedtime story

how would chris know about the properties of the jar?

yes, of course

I'll tell you about my job,you'll be asleep in no time.

its a porn of me and myself

ask chris that too

bring it on.

i gotta make it first

can i watch?

while i am making it, or after i make it

Once upon a time,way in the past,people actually talked to one another.No telephone,internet,or text.Then the spoken language was only half of the confersation,body posture,eye contact,blush responce and tone of voice all came into play.These people said if we had a way for everyone to talk to each other the world will be a better place.Mass comunication was invented,now you won't be alone.But not having to go anywhere to talk made all the people alone.But you have all the newest toys to play with.SO go to sleep and dream of a time when all people can again look each other in the eyes,....Goodnight.

wow, thank you for that. now i can sleep

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