....Yeppp...

We were having an actual deep conversation (hard to believe, I know) and it ended like this:
C: ........
M: Yeppppppp...
C: Awkward silence?!
M: Yes!!!!!!
C: Yeeeaaaahh!!! (Black woman accent?)
M: Hahahahahaha
C: Something tells me you're not really laughing... I think I'll go stand in the rain.

Me+Cell phone=BFFs

M: Nothing is silly! Just stop.

C: Yes, stop. But stop what?????????????????????????????????

C:???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

M: Stop the nonsense!!!!

C: In all honesty, I just wanted to see how many question marks I could fit into one message...

M: How did you know when one message was filled up? It never tells me till I send it...

C: It tells me... Me and my phone tell each other everything :)

M: My phone keeps all my secrets and it would tell me if it had any secrets, but it obviously doesn't.

C: We're besties :) And it doesn't even get mad when I push it's buttons! I think it likes it :)

M: So very true.

C: We have a secret hand shake and everything :) well mostly it just sits in my hand and I shake it... But it's a secret and I have a hand or two sooo... Yeah...

M: It does tell me stories...and through it I can talk to other people. It can always be there when I'm talking to others I mean...

C:And when I throw it on the floor it still loves me... Unlike all my other friends...

M: A perfect friend.

C: Mine has more secrets than me...And it only hides sometimes, but I always find it :) it knows all my secrets :) and yours... And jasmines...and everyone I talk to...

M: True dat. Everything is what I tell it... I really don't know its gender though, that's the only thing. I feel bad calling it it all the time.

C: Seriouly! Cept it's kinda retarded...It seems to LIKE jumping to the ground... LIke it's suicidal or something... And it doesn't know very many words...And it's a lot uglier than a smart phone...

M: You are the rudest. You know it heard that right? I love cellular so much! That's its name...

C: Wow. Real original. At least mine feels special. I named it: Crapiterious, the sequal.

M: Specially hated...

C: No! I love it! I told you, we tell each other everything!

M: Even each other's faults? Well my phone has no faults and my only fault is terrible singing and it only tells me when I record myself...I mean after it records me...

C: Yeah....Mine knows my faults too...Like how kind I am to undeserving inanimate objects...

M: Haha or like how I talk bad about people that I am so nice to...

C: I do that...To Frelly or Steve.

M: ..............Yep..... Not you at all....
Frelly and Steve are our sworn enemies for life.