Dun Dun Dun.
So I was speaking with one of my readers through email, think it was Liagnis. And if it wasn’t then, let me know. Credit where it’s due, anyways, somehow the conversation got onto the topic of Ben or some how I brought it up . . . eh, okay this is turning out to be a terrible story. Terrible story short, it was through that email that inspired me to make Ben Greg’s nemesis. Kind of like Newman from Seinfield. Ah Seinfield, good show.
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lol,
Greg – “Ben”
Ben – “Greg” stuffs sock in mouth, “…mmmmm, sock ”
(im picturing the newman seinfield relationship when they “greet” each other, and then seeing newman stuff a sock in his mouth while Jerry stares in dismay. Good times…goooooood times.)
ahah, yea, nothing out of the ordinary with that greeting.
i foresee inner monologues full of bad puns and a.d.d. …
it just may be me, but it seems ben has time altering abilities or is very high lol
haha, I need to slow down time more often.
I wonder… Can you marry a sock?
I hope!
lol, I did, lotion was my best man.
Didn’t a guy marry bacon in a commercial?
Hmm, I was expecting Ben to become “the goofy neighbour” instead.
And a sock gagging vs a groin stomp? Punishment fits the crime to me, lol.
But hey, I’m not the one writing the story b(^^)d
Ah yea, I think I need someone to stir up some malevolent trouble, hopefully Ben fills that void.
From the look on Ben’s face I’m going with “Zesty.”
haha, I figure that’s how most socks would taste.
lol, i have a feeling ben will be an easily distracted nemesis
haha, perhaps.
I didn’t know socks had flavors.
Ah, they do, they do. Don’t ask how I know.
that’s..
..eww, man!
jesus christ.
what the hell was bradley doing in that sock??