Disclaimer: This is a transcript from AIM, completely disregard spelling/grammar/mechanical errors. The other person's name was changed to protect the innocent...
“teacher friend”: one more “paper to” grade...and then I can type faster
“teacher friend”: you can tell me a story
“teacher friend”: while I finish
semperlanier: Once upon a time...
semperlanier: There were three little friend that loved to play down by the pond. They had a tire swing under a huge weaping willow...
semperlanier: And a rope swing to jump into the water...
semperlanier: The summer's were lazy and free. Hours and hours spent talking about anything and everything that little friends talk about...
semperlanier: The eldest was barely 8 and just a couple months older than the other two, but still he was the leader...
semperlanier: His name was mike, but he was know as mighty mike, but that's a story in and of itself. The other two were ryan and joey.
“teacher friend”: this is fun
semperlanier: They were born two days apart and look very much alike, so everyone considered them the twins...
semperlanier: So mighty mike and the twins loved to climb the tree and pretend that it was a rocket ship to the moon...
semperlanier: When they would get to the moon, they would bound off the ship and jump around prettending it was low gravity.
“teacher friend”: are you really makig this up or are you reading something?
semperlanier: For hours on end they would jump and jump around the forest.
semperlanier: (I'm really making this up, shhh...)
“teacher friend”: sorrry
semperlanier: :)
“teacher friend”: :P
semperlanier: lol
semperlanier: (don't do that, you'll make me loose my place...)
semperlanier: And when they would tire, they would all lay down in a little clearing, breathing hard and staring up at the clear blue sky. After a time, they would race each other to Mr. Bill's house and beg for popsicles.
semperlanier: Mr. Bill would pretend that he didn't have any, or say that he was busy... But the boys knew that he always kept grape and lemon popsicles just for them...
semperlanier: After Mr. Bill finally gave in, they would sit on the porch and swing back and forth on the bench. And Mr. Bill would tell them stories of bravery back in the good 'ole days of WWII.
semperlanier: If Mr. Bill was tired, they would just swing and watch the wind blow through the tall grass and bushes... Other times they would tell jokes till their sides hurt...
semperlanier: But of course, dusk would come and they would have to say goodbye to Mr. Bill and go home.
“teacher friend”: :)
semperlanier: Long ago they had figured out the exact center point between their homes, with the help of Mr. Bill of course.
semperlanier: At this exact location they would do their secret hand shake and promise to be friend for ever. Then Mighty Mike, Ryan and Joey would walk in their seperate direction and at the last place where they could see each other would turn and wave goodnight...
semperlanier: The end...