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Hahahaha I have 2 friends, in this freaking world now. LOL
I have Skype, and called my old bands singer. We had a decent conversation. And done a butch of band directing.
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Sonya(sorko): Hey, who is this?
Lottery(old band singer): Guess Sorko.
Sonya: LOTTERY.... Hows Never_morre doing?
Lottery: Fired everybody but myself. Also we still don't have an "offical" band name.
Sonya: Sweet. Even your best-est buddy Jack?
Lottery: You know what happened.
Sonya: Great. That's just what our band needed. So hired new peeps?
Lottery: Yes, want to talk to them.
Sonya: Let me guess, you are in your garage and our band's practicing while you slack off?
Lottery: Sorta, I'll get them. *muffled voice* Hey guys get down here and talk to the creater of this f-king band.
Sonya: Hello?
Greg(what I belive is the lead guitar): Creater right?
Sonya: Nice to meet you. You play what?
Greg: L Gutair, my names Greg.
Sonya: I didn't ask for the f-king name. Anyway, playit man.
*a 3 minute pause*
*Some crap guitar plays*
Greg: You think it's good?
Sonya: Yeahhhh.... It's awesome.
Lottery: You think the band should keep him?
Sonya: I think I can play better.
Lottery: Ehh... I'll fire him.
Sonya: Thank lord. That sounded like sh*t.
Lottery: Wanna talk to the others?
Sonya: If they sound like the other guy, fire them.
Lottery: You just fired all but the drums and base.
Sonya: Then this band is ok.
Lottery: Have any songs for us?
Sonya: I'm in the process of making one.
Lottery: Cool, thought of the title yet.
Sonya: Just another day. Can you help me with stage 2?
Lottery: Sh*t not this again.
Sonya: Hahaha. Start asking questions slave.
Lottery: Why so emotional?
Sonya: Because this boy is bored becuase his GF is not paying any attention to him anymore, thus he knows she doesn't love him anymore.
Lottery: Another day?
Sonya: He's just passing time away becuase the person he'd loved won't socalize with him anymore. And gets lonely-er by the day. And gets angry too. Sooner of later he'll give up in life.
Lottery: Melody?
Sonya: Right now I have no idea, but this should either be a slow beat, or some what fast-slow. I'll think of one laters Lott.
Lottery: Sounds interesting. Remember, HEAVY METAL/ROCK.
Sonya: Alright, *cough* Lame *cough*.
Lottery: Shut up Sorko.
Sonya: Harharhar...
Lottery: I haved to go now. Rock on Sorko.
Sonya: Alright... Bye.
*Hang up*
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This is probly the first decent conversation I had in the last 2 monts. Hahahaha. I'm lonely.
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