Reconvening into the Wee Hours Cont.

Gretchen: Very random, but Vaccination had/still has nice hands, but I don't care anymore. Very nice wrist flexibility. I mean, I'm kind of jealous. More or less.

Tea: I'm not going to say what that wrist flexibility could be used for. I'm not. I'm really not.

Gretchen: EWWW.

Tea: What?

Gretchen: I was talking about VIOLIN.

Tea: Did you get it at all? Because I'd like to hear what you got out of it.

Kathrya: HAha. I found it amusing, but didn't actually get it, which is sad, since I generally do.

Gretchen: I understood the implication.

Tea: See, I would explain, but I think Gretchen would be angry. I suppose she could always just not read the explanation. It's not even much of one. It's a bit of a stretch, but less of a stretch than "you broke it" in my opinion.

Kathrya: Well, you broke it is pretty clear. But I want the explanation. Sorry Gretchen.

Tea: Yeah, but that's not really sexual in nature. This one isn't really either. I'm just thinking.

Gretchen: Ok, I don't get "I broke it."

Tea: I'll just explain both. I broke it is because there are weird sexual accidents in which guys break their dicks and have to go to the emergency room and it's really awkward.

Gretchen: EEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. Oh, that was in an episode of gray's anatomy.

Tea: The other one is if a guy is trying to get a girl off using it hands, it helps to have a little bit of mobility. Just sayin.

Gretchen: EEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWW. omg.

Tea: Kathrya, did you catch that?

Gretchen: I did not need to know that. Gah. Urgle. TEA. NO.

Tea: I was explaining for Kathrya.

Kathrya: I don't know. It wasn't as good. And I got it broke. That one is simple.

Tea: I broke it is totally not an innuendo. I don't care if you laugh at it all the time, and the wrist thing was mostly to bother Gretchen.

Gretchen: I actually leaned away from the screen. HEY!! Not cool.

Tea: Sorry. Well, not really.

Gretchen: It's okay, I guess. Only cause you're Tea.

The Reconvening of the Three Continues into the Wee Hours

Kathrya: Blog the Dino thing, I wanna see. Tomorrow, though.

Tea: Oh, okay. I don't have it though.

Gretchen: Why don't you have it.

Tea: It's on facebook. I don't have his gmail. Actually, he doesn't use gmail. He uses yahoo. Ew. Yahoo. What the fuck is he thinking.

Gretchen: Haha, google vs. yahoo, how cliche. Google always wins.

Tea: I was trying to explain to Mario that he should just route his emails through gmail because yahoo is crap, and Mario was trying to explain the same thing to Helga while I was explaining it to him, so he didn't really know what he was talking about, but he still wanted to sound like he knew what he was talking about. Oh, Mario.

Kathrya: Failure.

Tea: You arrogant bastard.

Gretchen: That you still like.

Tea: Why can't you have uglier hands. Sigh.

Gretchen: And arms remember.

Tea: He was wearing long sleeves.

Kathrya: hands??? really?

Tea: yes. Why the ???

Gretchen: it's kind of random.

Tea: it's a perfectly reasonable thing to like! I like his other parts as well. It's just, I see more of his hands, and he's always fiddling with things, like, turning a pencil over and over in his hand, or rubbing his thumb along the edge of his notebook repeatedly.

Gretchen: Vaccination has nice hands...

Kathrya: I can't say I've spent extensive time looking at Tybalt's hands.

Tea: Tybalts hands are alright, I guess. I dunno, not my type. I like Mario's hands better.