Msg received: My thumb is cramping My reply: Use your nose instead Msg received: I've done that. Gloves aren't very iPhone friendly
I sent: There are pink elephants dancing on the beach. Why are they wearing yellow tutus? Reply received: Because it matches their green shoes. I sent: What! Your elephants have green shoes?! My juggling dogs have the green shoes. My elephants are the ones wearing rollerskates. Reply received: My fire breathing kangaroos are on skate boards. I sent: What! You gave the kangaroos their own skateboards? Have you gone mad? The turtle warned me not to do that! Reply received: They will be fine as long as the hyenas don't get scooters
MSG: Tell me something interesting. RPY: The secret of life is.... Opps I forgot - God MSG: God wets himself and blames clipa. RPY: Funny... because I know you still wet the bed - God MSG: Don't tell Mummy RPY: No, I'm going to tell the Tooth Fairy... It's always good to warn her.. poor woman. MSG: F****k RPY: Exactly - God
RCVD: Hey you out there... greetings from Huntington Beach. This is my first message ever. I'm 28, Male, Leo, 5'9. SNT: My designation is Five of Eight tertiary adjunct of unimatrix 19. Resistance is futile! You will be assimilated!!
Msg rcvd: Butt crack kills I sent: So do flying monkeys Msg rcvd: And poisen apples I sent: You're telling me the apple I just ate could have been poisoned?! Msg rcvd: Well. ... That's my conspiracy theory. Barack poisened a bunch of apples. I sent: Sarah Pallin is that you?
I sent: Roses are red, Violets are blue, I'm sending my last message, in a bottle to you. Msg rcvd: Oh what a sweet poem, but are your roses pink or blue? I sent: My roses are red, Your reply was kind, My mind is hurting, It's too hard to make this rhyme Msg rcvd: Mmmmm..... Lillies are better, So a very good night, I'm going to my bed now, So God bless and sleep tight.!!!!!! I sent: Roses are red, But I like lillies more, I bid you goodnight, And I hope you don't snore! Msg rcvd: My lillies awaken me, With their gorgeous smell, And no I don't snore, Coz that would be hell. I sent: Roses are red, My mail turtle is green, I'm so glad to hear that, You had sweet dreams.
Me: I wanna be the very best Like no one ever was To find them is my real test To send them is my cause I will travel across the beach Searching far and wide Send letters to everyone The power that's inside Distant shore! Gotta catch 'em all-- It's you and me I know it's my destiny Turtle! Ooooh, you're my best friend In a beach we must survive Letters! Gotta catch 'em all-- Our hearts so true Our courage will pull us through You recieve and I'll send it Distant Shore! Gotta catch 'em all! Gotta catch 'em all! Yeeaa. *Waiting for reply *
Hahahaa.... that's great, but I guess the recipient will feel too intimidated to reply with anything even close to that!! (Hope its not me... quickly consults his turtle and beachcombs again...)
MSG: So this is what it's like to not have email..... REPLY: Yeah hahahah... it should be called wave mail I'm stranded on a island and this is all I have to say MSG: C'mon, you can do better than that. SING WITH ME!!! "I'm never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down, never gonna turn around and leave you!" REPLY:... iiiiiiiiii like big nuts and I can not lie that's all I know MSG: You, my friend, need to try the awesome empowering experience of Kareoke!!!!!!
Received: Love lost is better than never loving at all. Sent: But drunk love is the best. Received: But the pregnancy test after is not so thrilling. Sent: She was already pregnant so it's cool. Received: LOL
Me:greetings from the distant shores of japan(pun intended) Reply:cool. What's up? Me:not your bra size
MSG: This beach is starting to look familiar. My Reply: ...ou mean? What do you mean? What do you mean? What do you mean? What do you mean? What do you mean? What do y... --------------------- Without copy and paste that took too long to type!
Another One... My Wife Wrote: "My name is Gretchen, i'm a virgo, i like summer, puppies, rainbows & long walks on the beach...blah, blah. Just kidding. I don't even know a gretchen." They responded: "OK. Now that was funny. It's something i would have written myself" She wrote another one that said "Later today i'm going to buy a carseat, and drive around downtown with it on the roof of my car...just for fun" - Still no response from that one. My question is, where would she buy this carseat from, and is there really a downtown on a deserted island?
Ah, but how do you know that MY island is deserted? It might have a bustling downtown! Here's another one for enjoyment: Msg rcvd: Marry me? I sent: Fred is that you? Msg rcvd: No ma'am I sent: Steve is it you? Msg rcvd: No! I sent: Richard. I haven't seen you for years! Msg rcvd: Cam I sent: Sorry, I don't know anyone called Cam. Msg rcvd: So? I sent: Hey you're right! So what? Let's get married! Msg rcvd: Alright!!! I sent: This will be the wedding of the year.
Someone's message- Taylor I love you. Andrew My response- This aint Taylor, sorry dude. Maybe try another bottle?
That sounds weird! I wonder if they just typed <<In Reply To>> at the top of the first message? Then typed in the message that appeared above it? I'm involved in a great exchange at the moment: I sent: Dear diary, If I don't get some sleep soon I'm going to go mad. I blame those Elephants. If they hadn't yodelled the night away then I would have been able to get some sleep. Msg rcvd: The elephants vacated my beach. I wondered where they went, now I know... I sent: Dear diary, I've received a message from the outside world. The writer confesses that they are the reason the yodelling Elephants keep me awake at night. Would it be wrong for me to get my revenge by sending my horde of flying monkeys to attack them? Msg rcvd: I very much hope my integrated flying monkey defense system is still working. The elephants trampled much of it, but I've sent the servants out to check it's effectiveness by stapling wings to monkeys I stole from the zoo and catapulting them across the beach... I sent: LOL! Dear diary, A spy in the enemy camp has revealed that a slightly trampelled, but potentially operational "integrated flying monkey defense system" is in place. No more Mrs. Nice Guy! It's time to get serious. It's time to parachute in the Garden Gnome. He's a crafty devious little bugger and will be able to breach ANY defences.