I got a new pen of fancy design.
Fancy that; I look quite refined.
I dined diet drinks before,
But never quite like this before.
An electronic pen with LED.
Configured to write just for me,
Enter the code,
Press this and press that,
A formidable opponent,
Sir Jack Kerouac.
Knighted through reputation alone,
I sit, eyes lit, hide slit, hid slight, his light, high life,
Hire live, hive alive, I've arrived.
A sudden burst forward and the propellant intended to destroy the malevolent alien creatures somehow comes back like I just pissed against the wind and won a daily supply of your instant prizes, sizes vary slightly. .
Surprising to see you here. Aren't you alone?
In English we say, 'Are you' not 'aren't you' I explain. .
So what did I say?
You said the opposite, but it made no sense .
Ah, that's amazing you understood you. Then how did you know what I mint?
It's you understood me, meant not mint, and because I was once an ESL student just like you. .
So you understand?
More than I want to.
I don't understand. What does this mean? More than I want to?
It's an American expression...sort of. .
I don't understand it.
Because... okay... you know how Americans are always eating more than they need and taking more than they really want? (A quick recovery from a momentary slip; I doubt she'd ever suspect.) [Do you have a death wish? GG asked.]
[You know I do, gg instinctively replies yet another Freudian slip ...of sorts.]
So what's so important about this pen? - i ask I.
It's not just a pen, it's much, much more. Check out these amazing features...
Like what?
His corny routine still convincing enough that a man of my intelligence would fall for such a lazy sales routine?
And this one we have is much more expensive, but it's better.
Better? How is it better?
It's very technical, I don't want to bore you with details, but it's much better.
Does the one four forty work?