Interesting conversation...

Today, I was involved in this email conversation.
Today's players were Greg, Ben, and myself.
Here it goes...

G: one night only! Finding Reason! Live at The Chisholm Retirement Home for Sickly Fish! 7:00!

B: come one, come all… see the amazing fishness of sickness… watch as they dazzle you with their upside-down floating trick...

T: Sounds fishy

B: yeah, but you should check it out, just for the halibut….

G: Seriously, it will be good to play some tunas...

B: would salmon please stop this guy?!

G: can't make it though. I took my stingray into the shell station and the mechanic said I'd blown a seal! I told him to leave my personal life out of it, and just fix the dang thing...

G: So come out of your shell, and maybe someday we'll get some groupers...That is if the band doesn't tank.

B: you beta cut it out… this is turning into a whale of a bad email chain.

G: don't be so crabby

G: ok ok I'm done...

fin

B: ok, but don't do anything squidly on your ride home...

T: Kelp me understand this madness...

G: That's terrible! You're really fishing for 'em now!

G: Squids are a type of motorcyclist who clown fishes around on the highways. They are a real bikers true anemone, because they turn the tide of law enforcement against them.


And I think that was it...pretty bizarre, huh?