Person A: Emma, this is a crisis situation! Do not talk to me... and oh, I died.
Person B: Haha. Now look, I can get up on the latter.
Person A: Fail.
Person B: Help me up.
Person A: Fail.
Person B: Stop!
Person A: Oh yeah, I got him. I'm escaping. Goodbye. What the bugs? What the bugs Bunny? I blew up.
Person B: No, I killed you.
Person A: Curse you. I have a weapon.
Person B: Not any more.
Person A: Oh, how dare you? You screen looker.
Person B: I didn't look at your screen.
Person A: Yes you did, screen looker.
Person B: Well, I had to look at my screen to play.
Person A: Whatever. I just got a Spartan Razor.
Person B: Exellent.
Person A: Curse you screen looker that says exellent.
Person B: My gun is the one you kill with. Ha ha I'm winning fifteen to ten.
Person A: Well, I like borritos.
Person B: So, I'm winning fifteen to ten.
Person A: Borritos.
Person B: But isn't it true I'm winning fifteen to ten?
Person A: Curse you screen looker. You shall not kill me.
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