Aye >:(

I thought tu were Taylor Swift, my bad.

Hai...watashi wa eigo o hanashimasen. soshite nihongo o hanashiasu.

*looks around, head down*
it wasn't me....
You: Yes it was, I was talking, and tu just told me a story about tu toe.
Me: My toe told me to...
You: Yeah, cause toes can talk
Me: NO REALLY!!! He did!
You: ANYWAY! I think tu owe me an apology!
Me: I-
My Toe: Do I owe tu an apology, o do I TOE tu an pology *toe starts cracking up*
Me: *closes tu mouth that is hanging wide open* *nods my head* See? He does talk. And he's got a good sense of humor.
You: Unlike tu *cracks up*
My Toe: *bitch-slaps you* Don't be mean to the chick I'm stuck to!
You: Okay!! SORRY *runs away screaming "MOMMY"*

*shrugs*

I felt like it. Now stop yelling at me and let me Rest In Peace!

*randomly bursts into song*

Because tu were being rude. :P

cuz u interrupted me?

My foot itches...

Woe!!

...You were talking?

Sorry. Speak up there!