well, that's not at all suggestive, Line. Or, maybe that's just because I have a horribly twisted mind. Eh, probably. So, it;s a new year, new people, the same old situation. But, we can't complain, as it never fails to entertain. And taking into consideration how long it's been since the last time we did this, I'm assuming it'll be packed with all that good bad stuff that goes down around here.
-Nik
So, major changes of this year: Brazilians, drama, Nik has an asian boyfriend, and more drama. Waitwhat?!?! WHO WAS IT WHO LIKED THE ASIANS?!?! Me... Well, considering we're the same person, I guess it's understandable. On another note, how is it fair that Nik gets the awesome Brazilian for a roommate, and I get the creepy Chinese chick. I don't find that fair. At all. BTW gray pleather, topped with gray cotton, strapped all together with gray wool is never, and never will be a good look.
-Line
Hm, I don't think they hear about my adventures over summer break.
1. The 22-year-old lifeguard who I dumped because he wouldn't stop calling me "Princess", etc.
2. The crazy chinese (Line says "Chinaman") who wanted to "shove a mace through my face" after I broke up with him because he was psycho-obsessive (L-bomb, day 2)
3. The Fresh-off-the-rez native, who I dumped because he kept getting high and drunk as fuck every day and phoning me at three in the morning (L-bomb week 2)
And, for one, someone who I'm hoping might actually work. But it's still a matter of letting his sister come out with us. Yeah, so about Line's roommate, after one of the girls had a peculiar incident with a large amount of advil and ridiculous nudist rebel careless roommate, KD's parents wanted her to get a new roommate.
Doesn't really shock me.
So, after the CM's asking me whether or not me and my roommate would break up our awesome pairing, dumbass Line (A.K.A. sucker for punishment) volunteers to room with JZ.
Well, the shit hit the fan then. Let's just say since I have a pretty damn baller brazillian roommate, Line's gonna be hanging out in my room a lot. and maybe helping with the good old cold spoon treatment, as a result of last night.
-Nik
At least it's not as big as the other one... But I'm still probably gonna die. I can see why KD found herself intimate with a bottle of pills. So, I just realized that it's almost our anniversary. We've almost been together for a year :) How romantic. Not really. So this year is gonna rape me. From my roommate to my courses to distracting brazilians who want me to sing about sucking dick. Oh, and the distracting germans who look like Dr. Who. I'm just thoroughly, fucked this year.
-Line
Oh yea, Line's quite the erotic singer. In addition to weird shit that's happened this year, there's also the new Nik and Line. Not the blog, but the people. it's really weird. OH HEY MAN, I'm not the one in SY that's going to get lesbian jokes now! I'm so excited, I'm no longer the resident lesbieber. Well, ou approaching anniversary calls for inebriated blogging, in my opinion. that post is going to be messier than a night at the jersey shore, christ. Speaking of white trash, Hallowe'en at our school was quite the gong show. All I have to say is THANKS A LOT M. Night Shaymalan, thanks for giving every girl of relatively easy virtue to win awards for running around in nothing but a thin layer of blue polyester and a loincloth.
AND IT WASN'T EVEN A WHOLE LOINCLOTH.
I COULD SEE THEIR SMURFY-HUED ASSES.
-Nik
So, apparently I'm this dudes, chola haila hood rat. Which for those who don't know basically means, I'm this ghetto bitch who sleeps with all of the hood. Compared to what he thinks, it's not as flattering. So, I don't know if it's the fact that there are more this year, or if I've just grown up, but I FUCKING HATE LB'S! They're all, I'm a baller, but really, they're not. On yet another note, how is it that the starving black child, PT can come to our school all the way up in Canada? I don't know, and I really want to ask the Ni-- dude. I watched Mulan today. It was fricking amazing. I can't wait until I watch it again :) I want to marry Shang.
-Line
So, we're currently looking through all the past blog entries, oh my god you're retarded for reading this. Mind you, we're the fuckheads for thinking of it, and then writing it down. So, I have to agree with you on the LBs pretending to be baller thing, especially since my cradle-robbing (quote: my dad) had given me the lovely opportunity to witness this first-hand. I'm currently being stared down by a fricking scary brazillian. Well, it was only scary until he started shaking his invisible boobs at us.
-Nik
And his ass. Don't forget the ass. OHHHHH PRETTY MEXICAN! I don't even know. I'm going insane. So now, the mexicans think I'm weird. Like this one kid always comes up to me and shows me the size of his dick. But that may have been because i said he had a small one. Seeing as that's like the only thing that I can say in spanish.
Anways, on a closing note:
A word from a Brazilian:
BOOB
Saturday, November 6, 2010
Sunday, June 20, 2010
'sup, dick likkins?
So, basically, we're assholes, because we haven't blogged in a really long time. To further prove that I am an asshole, when Line fell asleep during Rocky Horror Picture Show last night, I drew a dick on her forehead in eyeliner.
L - "You watch out, [for drawing the dick], next time it'll be in permanent marker."
N - "You cock."
L - "No, you'll be the cock."
-Nik
So last night, Nik and I went on a bikeride. The first one in a LONNNNNG time. There was the indefinite tire wobble that could lead you into the bushes where the freaking fuzzy caterpillers would eat you or the road where a Honda civic would come and run us over.
So why, at ten o'clock at night, were we riding our bikes through the 'hood?
Nik slept through dinner and decided to get Mcdicks.
Then we went to Macs and stored up on candy, cheese poopers, and slushies.
And the angry brown guy there gave us 15 free candies :D
- Line
Ah, the angry brown guy. He's always so fricking emo. More than us.
Psh, he had no reason to be emo, he wasn't the one who went on National Lampoon's fucken bike ride. Shit, that trip made me never want to be safe about bike rides ever again
1) When attempting to use the key to lock the bikes, I broke the fucking lanyard.
2) Then, when attempting to do up my helmet, I broke the fucking clasp.
3) Then, Line almost hit a telephone pole.
4) Then, Line's seat fucking came off.
5) THEN, I FUCKING DROVE OVER MY FUCKING MCDONALDS.
-Nik.
What an amazing night. So speaking of amazing nights... in bed. A common passtime of late (for us anyway) has been chat roulette. So between the wankers and the shirtless people, there tend to be a few trolls and downright nice guys. So Nik had a bright idea (for once). How about dressing me up as a scene kid and freaking out all the idiots on Chat Roulette?
Sure why not.
In the end, I had about 4 inches of volume added to my hair, a couple pounds of black makeup, a pink bow, and you know what? Chat Roulette wouldn't even work.
-Line
I was truly proud of my styling skills, I thought she quite looked the part, it's really a shame the people of chatroulette didn't get to see it. I'd do it again, but I don't think Line would be up for another hair-torture session followed by two hours in the shower and a half a bottle of shampoo and conditioner trying to get the backcombing out.
The end of the year is great, though. We have free time to do all this shit, and no homework, and no classes. But, at the price of fricking FINAL AND PROVINCIAL EXAMS.
Holy shit-dick, fuck our lives. Questions about things we never learned, conveniently blanking out on the problems you studied really fricking hard on (lol) so that you wouldn't forget them.
-Nik
Nik has nothing to complain about. Three finals, and one provincial. I have four finals, and three provincials. I will die, and while I should be studying, I'm not.
So a couple nights ago, we went to Nik's keener Mormor's house. (Grandmother...) We ate this messed up fish, and some vegetables. Then we made aebleskiver.... (butchered that) and chocolate chip cookies.
So because some of the differences between yeast here and yeast in Denmark, we put an entire jar of yeast into the aebleskiver. IT WOULD NOT DIE! I JUST KEPT COMING UP AND UP AND UP! So I stabbed it to death.
-Line
It was like the neverending fucking bowl of aebleskiver batter (sorry about the misspelling, blogger won't let me paste in the 'ae' character. (those bastards)(just kidding don't kill me)
but yeah, Line was pretty handy stabbing the batter to death. And because we fucked up the aebleskiver, we decided to make chocolate chip cookies, and then we couldn't find the fricking chocolate chips, probably because there was more than just coke in the cans we were drinking from, but we eventually found them, and then managed to cook them on the outside only.
In short, we're fucking pros.
-Nik
Pretty much.
And on a closing note, never dilute your Captain Morgon with water.
And remember; you're sexy like chocolate.
L - "You watch out, [for drawing the dick], next time it'll be in permanent marker."
N - "You cock."
L - "No, you'll be the cock."
-Nik
So last night, Nik and I went on a bikeride. The first one in a LONNNNNG time. There was the indefinite tire wobble that could lead you into the bushes where the freaking fuzzy caterpillers would eat you or the road where a Honda civic would come and run us over.
So why, at ten o'clock at night, were we riding our bikes through the 'hood?
Nik slept through dinner and decided to get Mcdicks.
Then we went to Macs and stored up on candy, cheese poopers, and slushies.
And the angry brown guy there gave us 15 free candies :D
- Line
Ah, the angry brown guy. He's always so fricking emo. More than us.
Psh, he had no reason to be emo, he wasn't the one who went on National Lampoon's fucken bike ride. Shit, that trip made me never want to be safe about bike rides ever again
1) When attempting to use the key to lock the bikes, I broke the fucking lanyard.
2) Then, when attempting to do up my helmet, I broke the fucking clasp.
3) Then, Line almost hit a telephone pole.
4) Then, Line's seat fucking came off.
5) THEN, I FUCKING DROVE OVER MY FUCKING MCDONALDS.
-Nik.
What an amazing night. So speaking of amazing nights... in bed. A common passtime of late (for us anyway) has been chat roulette. So between the wankers and the shirtless people, there tend to be a few trolls and downright nice guys. So Nik had a bright idea (for once). How about dressing me up as a scene kid and freaking out all the idiots on Chat Roulette?
Sure why not.
In the end, I had about 4 inches of volume added to my hair, a couple pounds of black makeup, a pink bow, and you know what? Chat Roulette wouldn't even work.
-Line
I was truly proud of my styling skills, I thought she quite looked the part, it's really a shame the people of chatroulette didn't get to see it. I'd do it again, but I don't think Line would be up for another hair-torture session followed by two hours in the shower and a half a bottle of shampoo and conditioner trying to get the backcombing out.
The end of the year is great, though. We have free time to do all this shit, and no homework, and no classes. But, at the price of fricking FINAL AND PROVINCIAL EXAMS.
Holy shit-dick, fuck our lives. Questions about things we never learned, conveniently blanking out on the problems you studied really fricking hard on (lol) so that you wouldn't forget them.
-Nik
Nik has nothing to complain about. Three finals, and one provincial. I have four finals, and three provincials. I will die, and while I should be studying, I'm not.
So a couple nights ago, we went to Nik's keener Mormor's house. (Grandmother...) We ate this messed up fish, and some vegetables. Then we made aebleskiver.... (butchered that) and chocolate chip cookies.
So because some of the differences between yeast here and yeast in Denmark, we put an entire jar of yeast into the aebleskiver. IT WOULD NOT DIE! I JUST KEPT COMING UP AND UP AND UP! So I stabbed it to death.
-Line
It was like the neverending fucking bowl of aebleskiver batter (sorry about the misspelling, blogger won't let me paste in the 'ae' character. (those bastards)(just kidding don't kill me)
but yeah, Line was pretty handy stabbing the batter to death. And because we fucked up the aebleskiver, we decided to make chocolate chip cookies, and then we couldn't find the fricking chocolate chips, probably because there was more than just coke in the cans we were drinking from, but we eventually found them, and then managed to cook them on the outside only.
In short, we're fucking pros.
-Nik
Pretty much.
And on a closing note, never dilute your Captain Morgon with water.
And remember; you're sexy like chocolate.
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Cheese Pooper?
Hey internet, it's been a while.
So, I just managed to get baby powder AND root beer on my shirt. might as well slap some paint and mustard on here and call it a jackson pollock. Plus, I could always get LDM's help with that.
ew.
Ill admit that was a pretty bad.
Destery Quote of The Day:
"This song makes me want to open up a can of sex -- and put it on my armpit."
-Nik
So the ominous day of death... I mean hearts... is coming fast. Only 9 and a half hours left until the couples will start to jump each other.
I guess that's a bias opinion, but I really don't give a flying mongoose.
On Thursday, I did something that would change my life forever:
I stole a poster about virtue, just because it had Spock on it.
I consider myself a very bad person.
-Line
You should. stealing a Spock poster advertising virtue is most illogical, considering that vulans are like the asians of star trek. oh, for my next stunt, I will do this entire blog bind, without blind.
just kidding.
where the fuck are my glasses.
However, I WILL do the whole blog while wearing leg-warmers.
OOH.
So, Tomorrow is Valentine's day, and I don't know about you, but I am freakin' single. as always.
FML?
-Nik
I don't even know. The only good thing about tomorrow is the fact that I get to give people my Valentine's Cards, cartoon Transformers and all.
So just a slight thing that annoys me: when a fucking mob of old ladies in short shorts and spandex steals every fucking seat in Starbucks so they can discuss Lady Gaga and Bob Barker. Honestly, get a fucking house.
-Line
LOL wow. In case you didn't know, Line is crazy about starbucks. Given the opportunity, she'd probably live there.
So, I've come to the conclusion that line would be a very scary person to get blowies from. She was tilting her head down and looking up at me, and believe me it was scary.
Mind you, it was only scary until she did a faceplant into the side of the laptop.
-Nik
You know what Nik, at least I'm not the kid looking up my little pony on livejournal.
So, my newest obsession? Princess and the Frog. It is amazing. I wish I was a princess :(
Valentine's Day is a big thing at our school. All grade 12's get to skip and come class to class singing cheesy (or provocative) love songs. BEST thing though, hands down, is matchmaker. When you see the first name on your list, your heart either plummets or leaps. I guess there's also the, who the fuck is that, too. Anyway.
-Line
Yeah, mine was definitely a "Who the fuck was that" moment.
WOW. Line just got an email from fanfiction.net, and she just about fell off her chair.
watching beetlejuice and trying to convince the ex to dye his hair black again. to no avail.
oh boy, she got another email.
-Nik
You know what. You'd be excited too if you had concrete proof that you were loved.
So just a small note, Adam Lambert with blonde hair is completely disgusting.
ANOTHER THING: KV IS THE ROOT OF ALL EVIL.
He is why people get raped. He is the reason my aunt's a bitch. He's the reason they took the artificial colour out of smarties!
HE IS JUST A CHEESE POOPING BITCH!
-Line
LOL. So, on a closing note, never trust a dude in a tunic.
-Nik
So, I just managed to get baby powder AND root beer on my shirt. might as well slap some paint and mustard on here and call it a jackson pollock. Plus, I could always get LDM's help with that.
ew.
Ill admit that was a pretty bad.
Destery Quote of The Day:
"This song makes me want to open up a can of sex -- and put it on my armpit."
-Nik
So the ominous day of death... I mean hearts... is coming fast. Only 9 and a half hours left until the couples will start to jump each other.
I guess that's a bias opinion, but I really don't give a flying mongoose.
On Thursday, I did something that would change my life forever:
I stole a poster about virtue, just because it had Spock on it.
I consider myself a very bad person.
-Line
You should. stealing a Spock poster advertising virtue is most illogical, considering that vulans are like the asians of star trek. oh, for my next stunt, I will do this entire blog bind, without blind.
just kidding.
where the fuck are my glasses.
However, I WILL do the whole blog while wearing leg-warmers.
OOH.
So, Tomorrow is Valentine's day, and I don't know about you, but I am freakin' single. as always.
FML?
-Nik
I don't even know. The only good thing about tomorrow is the fact that I get to give people my Valentine's Cards, cartoon Transformers and all.
So just a slight thing that annoys me: when a fucking mob of old ladies in short shorts and spandex steals every fucking seat in Starbucks so they can discuss Lady Gaga and Bob Barker. Honestly, get a fucking house.
-Line
LOL wow. In case you didn't know, Line is crazy about starbucks. Given the opportunity, she'd probably live there.
So, I've come to the conclusion that line would be a very scary person to get blowies from. She was tilting her head down and looking up at me, and believe me it was scary.
Mind you, it was only scary until she did a faceplant into the side of the laptop.
-Nik
You know what Nik, at least I'm not the kid looking up my little pony on livejournal.
So, my newest obsession? Princess and the Frog. It is amazing. I wish I was a princess :(
Valentine's Day is a big thing at our school. All grade 12's get to skip and come class to class singing cheesy (or provocative) love songs. BEST thing though, hands down, is matchmaker. When you see the first name on your list, your heart either plummets or leaps. I guess there's also the, who the fuck is that, too. Anyway.
-Line
Yeah, mine was definitely a "Who the fuck was that" moment.
WOW. Line just got an email from fanfiction.net, and she just about fell off her chair.
watching beetlejuice and trying to convince the ex to dye his hair black again. to no avail.
oh boy, she got another email.
-Nik
You know what. You'd be excited too if you had concrete proof that you were loved.
So just a small note, Adam Lambert with blonde hair is completely disgusting.
ANOTHER THING: KV IS THE ROOT OF ALL EVIL.
He is why people get raped. He is the reason my aunt's a bitch. He's the reason they took the artificial colour out of smarties!
HE IS JUST A CHEESE POOPING BITCH!
-Line
LOL. So, on a closing note, never trust a dude in a tunic.
-Nik
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Farts and Glitter
wow. sounds like tinkerbell should cut back on the burritos. So, once again, our entry will start with one of us apologizing for our bloggerly neglect on the behalf of the duo. so, without further adue...
WE'RE SORRY WE NEGLECTED YOU!
-Nik
So I smell like my grandmother. Thanks once again to.... you guessed it. Nik. And her fucking glitter shit. I don't do glitter. Or grandmothers, really.
Anyway. Though I will apologize for the neglect, I will also present an excuse: We were dead.
Or the more realistic alternative, Christmas Break. On which Nik collected a impressive amount of toiletries that she now uses against me.
-Line
I use my toiletries against you? I don't remember any baby-powder-mace incidents....
But anywho. I am currently gnawing on an oversize lollipop, which Line is now having a lovely conversation with. and possibly frenching. but yeah. i bite my lollies. always. licking is for pussies. oh god that sounded really bad.
-Nik
So here I am. Sitting on Nik's bed when BAM SHIT BOOM!!! Devil cat at 12 o'clock. Saying something alike the lolcatz but in a most... discriminatory way against "gingah"s. To say the least, I was freaked out.
Until I found the Spock cat that was. Can't WAIT until November.
-Line
yep. t'will be a fun month. in the meantime, I will just pass the time being lollipop knee-fucked by Line, hanging out in third-floor CR. oh christ, she's slow-dancing with the goddamn lollipop. guess what she's getting as a year-end present. so, I'm thinking of making some kind of plug and watertight seal around my shower and make like a premier bathtub bubble bath. I COULD borrow MO's, but I wouldn't be as cool. So, I just made a realization: that now that my internet is set up, I can read storm hawks fanfiction! lol i know how nerdy that sounds, but it is actually the illegitimate nerdchild of line and I. my storm hawks plus her fanfiction. she i correcting my spelling of fanfiction. every five seconds from outside the room people hear "ONE WORD!" "FUCK!"
So, I was teaching Line the characters' names from LOTR, and her memory aid for Galadriel is "keepin' it real." Like what the fuck.
-Nik
So. Nik is going to need false teeth by the time she's 18 if she keeps biting that lollipop like that. Sucking and licking is NOT for pussies. It's for people who like to keep their teeth intact.
Anyway, on the subject of LOTR, Nik invested in an animal of late. And no, that would not be CB. It would be a fish, with the name of Frodo. Yes. The elf. Or hobbit. Or ginger midget or whatever the fuck. The fish is now under the care of AW, who insists on regulated eating habits. Even though fish have the memory span of, oh I dunno, 10 seconds?
Also, despite Nik's happiness about being able to read Storm Hawks fanfiction, I find it more of a curse. Stork is love though. Emo, we're doomed love, but love all the same.
HOLY FUCK! So innocently, Nik and I started brainstorming what would happen if she were to throw her lollipop at various hard surfaces.
The lolli would break the closet.
If we threw it at the roof, it would come back to hit Nik.
So to my surprise, I heard something shatter in the background. Nik threw it at the fucking floor. And though she was 100% sure it wouldn't shatter, shatter it did. Now there's lollipop everywhere. And a vacuum's broken. So Nik's on her knees taping and lint rolling the floor... hopefully before AW comes back. She would literally shit rainbow coloured candy.
-Line
LOL she so would, you have no idea. idea. that's one letter away from ikea. ohgod i love ikea. except for the stench of those god-awful hotdogs.
-Nik
Never been there...
Anyway on a closing note, if you're almost certain that something won't shatter when you fling it at the floor, don't fling it.
Goodbye all!!
WE'RE SORRY WE NEGLECTED YOU!
-Nik
So I smell like my grandmother. Thanks once again to.... you guessed it. Nik. And her fucking glitter shit. I don't do glitter. Or grandmothers, really.
Anyway. Though I will apologize for the neglect, I will also present an excuse: We were dead.
Or the more realistic alternative, Christmas Break. On which Nik collected a impressive amount of toiletries that she now uses against me.
-Line
I use my toiletries against you? I don't remember any baby-powder-mace incidents....
But anywho. I am currently gnawing on an oversize lollipop, which Line is now having a lovely conversation with. and possibly frenching. but yeah. i bite my lollies. always. licking is for pussies. oh god that sounded really bad.
-Nik
So here I am. Sitting on Nik's bed when BAM SHIT BOOM!!! Devil cat at 12 o'clock. Saying something alike the lolcatz but in a most... discriminatory way against "gingah"s. To say the least, I was freaked out.
Until I found the Spock cat that was. Can't WAIT until November.
-Line
yep. t'will be a fun month. in the meantime, I will just pass the time being lollipop knee-fucked by Line, hanging out in third-floor CR. oh christ, she's slow-dancing with the goddamn lollipop. guess what she's getting as a year-end present. so, I'm thinking of making some kind of plug and watertight seal around my shower and make like a premier bathtub bubble bath. I COULD borrow MO's, but I wouldn't be as cool. So, I just made a realization: that now that my internet is set up, I can read storm hawks fanfiction! lol i know how nerdy that sounds, but it is actually the illegitimate nerdchild of line and I. my storm hawks plus her fanfiction. she i correcting my spelling of fanfiction. every five seconds from outside the room people hear "ONE WORD!" "FUCK!"
So, I was teaching Line the characters' names from LOTR, and her memory aid for Galadriel is "keepin' it real." Like what the fuck.
-Nik
So. Nik is going to need false teeth by the time she's 18 if she keeps biting that lollipop like that. Sucking and licking is NOT for pussies. It's for people who like to keep their teeth intact.
Anyway, on the subject of LOTR, Nik invested in an animal of late. And no, that would not be CB. It would be a fish, with the name of Frodo. Yes. The elf. Or hobbit. Or ginger midget or whatever the fuck. The fish is now under the care of AW, who insists on regulated eating habits. Even though fish have the memory span of, oh I dunno, 10 seconds?
Also, despite Nik's happiness about being able to read Storm Hawks fanfiction, I find it more of a curse. Stork is love though. Emo, we're doomed love, but love all the same.
HOLY FUCK! So innocently, Nik and I started brainstorming what would happen if she were to throw her lollipop at various hard surfaces.
The lolli would break the closet.
If we threw it at the roof, it would come back to hit Nik.
So to my surprise, I heard something shatter in the background. Nik threw it at the fucking floor. And though she was 100% sure it wouldn't shatter, shatter it did. Now there's lollipop everywhere. And a vacuum's broken. So Nik's on her knees taping and lint rolling the floor... hopefully before AW comes back. She would literally shit rainbow coloured candy.
-Line
LOL she so would, you have no idea. idea. that's one letter away from ikea. ohgod i love ikea. except for the stench of those god-awful hotdogs.
-Nik
Never been there...
Anyway on a closing note, if you're almost certain that something won't shatter when you fling it at the floor, don't fling it.
Goodbye all!!
Monday, November 23, 2009
Message Has Been Sent
Hello internet, it's Nik and Line.
So Nik has an incessant need to text people awkward things. On her phone, sure that would be fine. But she only does it on MY phone. So I get messages like WTF MAN? And don't know what I sent. Until I look and find BUTFUCKKKKK!!!!!! sent to every person on my contacts list.
-Line
LOL okay well the girl I just texted BUTTFUCKK!!! to just charged into the room and gave me this really retarded noogie. And on the subject of retarded, I think Line just went down on the keyboard.
SLICE OF IRONY OF THE WEEK:
So, we don't exactly call JN the Dr. Ruth of SY for nothing. so I found it ironic that during the conversation involving.... my.... experience... (or lack thereof) took this turn.
Nik: "Well, to make a long story short, I think he found out what my uvula tasted like."
*REALLY LONG AWKWARD PAUSE*
JN: "So, you let him go down on you, but you didn't even make out with him?!"
BUTanyway. We have neglected you lovelies, it's been a whole week and then some! But in return for our negligence, we should have a nice bank of stories built up to tell you.
-Nik
So, in our school's lovely redition of F451 Nik played a major lead!!! Well... she came out of the black curtains and said some lines from something. Well... she tired on night two. ANYWAY. LL and I made a beautiful sign. And held it up for AFW and Nik. They enjoyed it. And they know they did. Even if they couldn't see it. LOL.
-Line
BULL SHIT. I'm pretty sure my role in the play was more minimal than KYL-- and he was cut from the play in like the third week. OMG and okay. So we're doing this stint in chapel where all the book people perform the first scene, and then run like hell when RB walks in-- which I usually do anyway. and so I run down the steps, running down chapel when i trip - WHOMP - and fall flat on my face. then LKW trips on me. Then AFW trips on him. and then LKW is like "SORRY RB!"
-Nik
Speak of the devil (she doesn't look dangerous, does she?) we have a special guest speaker!
Ahh, don't say that, it reminds me of Boarders' Chapel yesterday. I was watching the prefects setting up to sing 'We are all in this together' (High School Musical- FAIL) and the director of boarding decided it was a good idea to move the fake christmas tree so that they would have more room. Well, he grabbed onto the top half of the tree and started to move it, but apparently failed to understand that the tree was in two pieces, and ended up dropping the thing, so that it looked like we had an overenthusiastic lumberjack hiding behind the prefects. Blllaaaahhhh.
I'm in a good mood. There is a reason behind this, and his initials are BVW. :) He's South African ^^
Oh, this is AFW, by the way.
Sooo... I am in love with Bender. I'm slacking off during prep (as always) and watching the Breakfast Club. He is possibly the greatest person I had ever seen. I mean, Dudeee. Oh, LOL! My senile old grandfather calls me every couple days and leaves random messages that aren't actually for me. So today he calls and when I don't answer he gets my machine. Nik was kind enough to record "IF YOU UTTER SO MUCH AS ONE SYLLABAL I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND GUT YOU LIKE A FISH. If you'd like to fax me, press the star key." Needless to say the message he left went like this:
*awkward silence*
*click*
We have done well Nik.
-Line
Indeed we have. And another reason we have done well: we have discovered the coloured text option.
NIK'S WEEKLY SLAP ACROSS THE FACE:
Library council is having a GINGERBREAD-decorating event this week.
WITHOUT ME.
GINGER.
WITH--OUT--ME!!
WTF!!!!
anywho, on a last note, remember Bob Barker's famous words:
"Make sure to have your pets spayed or neutered."
-Nik and Line
So Nik has an incessant need to text people awkward things. On her phone, sure that would be fine. But she only does it on MY phone. So I get messages like WTF MAN? And don't know what I sent. Until I look and find BUTFUCKKKKK!!!!!! sent to every person on my contacts list.
-Line
LOL okay well the girl I just texted BUTTFUCKK!!! to just charged into the room and gave me this really retarded noogie. And on the subject of retarded, I think Line just went down on the keyboard.
SLICE OF IRONY OF THE WEEK:
So, we don't exactly call JN the Dr. Ruth of SY for nothing. so I found it ironic that during the conversation involving.... my.... experience... (or lack thereof) took this turn.
Nik: "Well, to make a long story short, I think he found out what my uvula tasted like."
*REALLY LONG AWKWARD PAUSE*
JN: "So, you let him go down on you, but you didn't even make out with him?!"
BUTanyway. We have neglected you lovelies, it's been a whole week and then some! But in return for our negligence, we should have a nice bank of stories built up to tell you.
-Nik
So, in our school's lovely redition of F451 Nik played a major lead!!! Well... she came out of the black curtains and said some lines from something. Well... she tired on night two. ANYWAY. LL and I made a beautiful sign. And held it up for AFW and Nik. They enjoyed it. And they know they did. Even if they couldn't see it. LOL.
-Line
BULL SHIT. I'm pretty sure my role in the play was more minimal than KYL-- and he was cut from the play in like the third week. OMG and okay. So we're doing this stint in chapel where all the book people perform the first scene, and then run like hell when RB walks in-- which I usually do anyway. and so I run down the steps, running down chapel when i trip - WHOMP - and fall flat on my face. then LKW trips on me. Then AFW trips on him. and then LKW is like "SORRY RB!"
-Nik
Speak of the devil (she doesn't look dangerous, does she?) we have a special guest speaker!
Ahh, don't say that, it reminds me of Boarders' Chapel yesterday. I was watching the prefects setting up to sing 'We are all in this together' (High School Musical- FAIL) and the director of boarding decided it was a good idea to move the fake christmas tree so that they would have more room. Well, he grabbed onto the top half of the tree and started to move it, but apparently failed to understand that the tree was in two pieces, and ended up dropping the thing, so that it looked like we had an overenthusiastic lumberjack hiding behind the prefects. Blllaaaahhhh.
I'm in a good mood. There is a reason behind this, and his initials are BVW. :) He's South African ^^
Oh, this is AFW, by the way.
Sooo... I am in love with Bender. I'm slacking off during prep (as always) and watching the Breakfast Club. He is possibly the greatest person I had ever seen. I mean, Dudeee. Oh, LOL! My senile old grandfather calls me every couple days and leaves random messages that aren't actually for me. So today he calls and when I don't answer he gets my machine. Nik was kind enough to record "IF YOU UTTER SO MUCH AS ONE SYLLABAL I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND GUT YOU LIKE A FISH. If you'd like to fax me, press the star key." Needless to say the message he left went like this:
*awkward silence*
*click*
We have done well Nik.
-Line
Indeed we have. And another reason we have done well: we have discovered the coloured text option.
NIK'S WEEKLY SLAP ACROSS THE FACE:
Library council is having a GINGERBREAD-decorating event this week.
WITHOUT ME.
GINGER.
WITH--OUT--ME!!
WTF!!!!
anywho, on a last note, remember Bob Barker's famous words:
"Make sure to have your pets spayed or neutered."
-Nik and Line
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Dude, this caramel smells like weed.
Hey internet, is Nik and Line.
GOOD NEWS: Line found a fuckload of left-over candy tucked away in random corners of her room from when her mom sent her this gigantic box of Hallowe'en shit.
EVEN BETTER NEWS: This candy includes black licorice. OM NOM FUCKING NOM.
BAD NEWS: Line isn't getting a ride to her weekend destination.
EVEN SHITTIER BUT FUNNY NEWS: Now she has to bus-hop all the way there. Fuck her life.
Line just asked me how to spell 'minstrel'. She's signing a birthday card. Now THIS I've gotta read.
-Nik
Well... long story short. Never send singing minstrels to people who hold grudges. Yep. I've learned my lesson. And I'm not "bus-hopping" per-say... just... Taking a bus. To another bus. To DBC. Then hoping I'll get a ride... yep. I really hate black licorice.... CANDY CORN... is another subject. Om nom nom.
-Line
Line, if you EVER send me a singing minstrel, I will shit bricks. Or, just beat your ass in with a pillow again. All depends. So, I have just discovered that if you eat both black licorice AND candy corn in rapid succession, it tastes REALLY GOOD. Unlike the BH clam chowder today. Ugh. Word of Advice: Never eat something that has "chow" in the name.
Oops. I totally just ruined thousands of asian men's sex lives. LOL.
-Nik
Aw shit Nik. Now why'd you go and do that. So... a little information for ya. Spring water tastes like shit. And I had this HUGE ASS bottle of spring water. Now it tastes good. Ya know why? Iced fucking tea is why. "Does that say Ivy club?" "Yeah." "I thought it said Luv Balls."
Dear readers. Nik needs new glasses.
-Line
In my defense, it was in the corner of a poster of a very androgynous Asian man.
Then again, I shouldn't really talk, I have a David Bowie fetish.
So Line's got this little terra cotta thing that apparently you hang this random shit on it and it makes all your dreams come true. So naturally, I go...
"What if you have a fucking nightmare?!"
-Nik
It's specific dreams Nik. It's like... Asian. It says something in... some Asian language. Should ask AW. Anyway. So. School photos. I learned that my head looks better against light background than dark ones.
So new best thing ever. Sweeney Todd. Spoken word. Look out. It's coming. Also, Nik and I found a place downtown that's called Sweeny Todd's. We want to take a field trip there. If we don't come back... watch your meat pies.
-Line
That Sweeny Todd's was actually a barbershop. I was like holy crap.
GUESS WHAT.
I HAVE BEEN ASKED TO GRAD.
AND I AM NOT EVEN GRADUATING.
WIN.
And, on the subject of win,
ALL RISE, HONOURABLE JN PRESIDING.
Well hello there my lovely children. Dr. Ruth here for my biweekly blurb... the most coherent thing you will read in the blog. So my topic for today? Not having premarital sex. My saying on this is simple... you have to test drive the car before you buy it.... and why try just one? You need to know what you like before you settle for ever. That is why I don't understand people who wait till after they get married for sex. I'm going to be frank, sex hurts at first, SO WHY WOULD YOU WANT TO RUIN YOUR WEDDING NIGHT?!?!?! I know the "religious" things... but seriously do you want to still listen to the crazy freaks who thought Mary "immaculately concepted" Jesus. Sorry religious people, but if immaculate conception exists then I'm terrified!
Please do SY Dr. Ruth a favour and next time you're close to having sex and that stupid thought "what would Jesus do" pops into your head... throw your purity ring across the room and enjoy! Sex is too good to wait for. (but please don't be irresponsible... condoms are very important, or at the very least birth control.)
Well thank you for that wonderful addition. You're probably right about it being the only sane part to this blog. And that says a fucking lot. Bounce, squiggle. Bounce, squiggle. How do you know when there is a snowman in your bed? (suspense suspense suspense because you know you won't get it because we're too awesome and suspenseful.) You wake up wet! LOL!
-Line
LOL, um, okay. So, not only am I not doing anything productive during prep, I am in someone else's room. SCANDALOUS!
OH MY GOD. BEST IDEA EVER.
LABYRINTH.SOUNDTRACK.REMIX.
OH YES.
-Nik
So I've decided to make a list of all the shitty movies that Will Ferrell has been in.
1. Blades of Glory
2. Elf
3. Land of The Lost (so shitty it became somehow fucking good... plus Leonard Nimoy)
4. Stepbrothers
5. Anchorman
6. Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby
7. Semi-Pro
8. Stranger Than Fiction.
So that's a lot of shitty movies. And that's only the one's we've seen.
-Line
Okay, I don't want to make it sound like I like WIll Ferrell movies at all, but I liked step-brothers. and The Cher reference and Danny McBride's redneckery made my life.
ALRIGHT.
ON A CLOSING NOTE...
don't yell "THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID!" at teachers, they don't like it very much.
-Nikandline
GOOD NEWS: Line found a fuckload of left-over candy tucked away in random corners of her room from when her mom sent her this gigantic box of Hallowe'en shit.
EVEN BETTER NEWS: This candy includes black licorice. OM NOM FUCKING NOM.
BAD NEWS: Line isn't getting a ride to her weekend destination.
EVEN SHITTIER BUT FUNNY NEWS: Now she has to bus-hop all the way there. Fuck her life.
Line just asked me how to spell 'minstrel'. She's signing a birthday card. Now THIS I've gotta read.
-Nik
Well... long story short. Never send singing minstrels to people who hold grudges. Yep. I've learned my lesson. And I'm not "bus-hopping" per-say... just... Taking a bus. To another bus. To DBC. Then hoping I'll get a ride... yep. I really hate black licorice.... CANDY CORN... is another subject. Om nom nom.
-Line
Line, if you EVER send me a singing minstrel, I will shit bricks. Or, just beat your ass in with a pillow again. All depends. So, I have just discovered that if you eat both black licorice AND candy corn in rapid succession, it tastes REALLY GOOD. Unlike the BH clam chowder today. Ugh. Word of Advice: Never eat something that has "chow" in the name.
Oops. I totally just ruined thousands of asian men's sex lives. LOL.
-Nik
Aw shit Nik. Now why'd you go and do that. So... a little information for ya. Spring water tastes like shit. And I had this HUGE ASS bottle of spring water. Now it tastes good. Ya know why? Iced fucking tea is why. "Does that say Ivy club?" "Yeah." "I thought it said Luv Balls."
Dear readers. Nik needs new glasses.
-Line
In my defense, it was in the corner of a poster of a very androgynous Asian man.
Then again, I shouldn't really talk, I have a David Bowie fetish.
So Line's got this little terra cotta thing that apparently you hang this random shit on it and it makes all your dreams come true. So naturally, I go...
"What if you have a fucking nightmare?!"
-Nik
It's specific dreams Nik. It's like... Asian. It says something in... some Asian language. Should ask AW. Anyway. So. School photos. I learned that my head looks better against light background than dark ones.
So new best thing ever. Sweeney Todd. Spoken word. Look out. It's coming. Also, Nik and I found a place downtown that's called Sweeny Todd's. We want to take a field trip there. If we don't come back... watch your meat pies.
-Line
That Sweeny Todd's was actually a barbershop. I was like holy crap.
GUESS WHAT.
I HAVE BEEN ASKED TO GRAD.
AND I AM NOT EVEN GRADUATING.
WIN.
And, on the subject of win,
ALL RISE, HONOURABLE JN PRESIDING.
Well hello there my lovely children. Dr. Ruth here for my biweekly blurb... the most coherent thing you will read in the blog. So my topic for today? Not having premarital sex. My saying on this is simple... you have to test drive the car before you buy it.... and why try just one? You need to know what you like before you settle for ever. That is why I don't understand people who wait till after they get married for sex. I'm going to be frank, sex hurts at first, SO WHY WOULD YOU WANT TO RUIN YOUR WEDDING NIGHT?!?!?! I know the "religious" things... but seriously do you want to still listen to the crazy freaks who thought Mary "immaculately concepted" Jesus. Sorry religious people, but if immaculate conception exists then I'm terrified!
Please do SY Dr. Ruth a favour and next time you're close to having sex and that stupid thought "what would Jesus do" pops into your head... throw your purity ring across the room and enjoy! Sex is too good to wait for. (but please don't be irresponsible... condoms are very important, or at the very least birth control.)
Well thank you for that wonderful addition. You're probably right about it being the only sane part to this blog. And that says a fucking lot. Bounce, squiggle. Bounce, squiggle. How do you know when there is a snowman in your bed? (suspense suspense suspense because you know you won't get it because we're too awesome and suspenseful.) You wake up wet! LOL!
-Line
LOL, um, okay. So, not only am I not doing anything productive during prep, I am in someone else's room. SCANDALOUS!
OH MY GOD. BEST IDEA EVER.
LABYRINTH.SOUNDTRACK.REMIX.
OH YES.
-Nik
So I've decided to make a list of all the shitty movies that Will Ferrell has been in.
1. Blades of Glory
2. Elf
3. Land of The Lost (so shitty it became somehow fucking good... plus Leonard Nimoy)
4. Stepbrothers
5. Anchorman
6. Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby
7. Semi-Pro
8. Stranger Than Fiction.
So that's a lot of shitty movies. And that's only the one's we've seen.
-Line
Okay, I don't want to make it sound like I like WIll Ferrell movies at all, but I liked step-brothers. and The Cher reference and Danny McBride's redneckery made my life.
ALRIGHT.
ON A CLOSING NOTE...
don't yell "THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID!" at teachers, they don't like it very much.
-Nikandline
Monday, November 9, 2009
Oh, I thought you ate all of my tic-tacs.
Hey everyone. it's Nik and Line. no shit. but anywhoo. I think Line has something to confess about her obsession with my socks.
-Nik
Do I really Nik? I think not. But thou dost perhaps have something that would be of interest. Your obsession with gingers. To this date, Nik has collected, a lock of ginger hair, a ginger's tic-tacs, and a gingers virginity.
-Line
LOL maybe not the latter, Line. I DO, however, have a ginger schedule.
So, I'm sitting in homeroom, 'cause they cancelled assembly (swine flu *cough* paranoid *cough*), and I notice the substitute homeroom teacher is in a disgustingly good mood.
I also notice she screws up the attendance.
I also notice the remnants of tequila from the bottom of the bottle in the Dia de los Muertos display was gone.
-Nik
So, did you know that if you put your left over eraser bits or sparkles in a spider web, the spider will like, fucking trip out. Yep. We've tried. Then when it finds out how shitty rubber is he totally pops a cap on his little spider wife's ass.
-Line
LOL that was the cat's ass, I remember doing that. Although I don't remember the spider wife getting popped. My grandmother just bought a five bedroom house. SHE LIVES BY HERSELF.
oh yeah, little known fact: If you spill glow-stick juice on a cat in a dark room, it will get scared shitless and run around in circles. oh yes.
-Nik
I would reeeeally like to know how you found that one out... A more known fact: If you get glow-stick juice in your eyes, it fucking hurts. FUCKING hurts.
So... I think that my daughter is going to die due to voodoo doll poisoning of CL's FACE!!
-Line
My dad and his friends found that out, actually...let's just say they weren't called "the fry brothers" for nothing. So CL just ate all of our chips...well, Line's chips.
WHAT ARE BLOGGERS TO DO WITHOUT SNACKS?
okay, here's a little list of all the ways bloggers resemble potheads.
1. They eat all this retarded shit (*cough* Line's cariboo jerky)
2. They listen to really screwed up music (I think we're listening to some rave shit right now)
OH SORRY, APPARENTLY IT'S TRANCE.
3.They giggle really hard at the phrase, "The Crack-spider's bitch."
*snicker*
So, Line kinda fails at life, she lost a 500-word thingy today...
-Nik
DON'T BRING THAT UP!!! Aw shit... you brought it up. FOR YOUR INFORMATION, the ONLY reason I lost it is because Windows sucks some fucking dickweed ass..
-Line
MMM, sounds appetizing. oh shit. Line just locked herself in the bathroom. Oh well. I've got the chocolate. JN's reading us the ridiculously high prices to watch the olympics. Biathlons are $70. SEVENTY. To watch a guy in spandex go whizzing by every hour. If I'm watching a guy in spandex, it's better be the goddamn Goblin King. oh baby.
-Nik
YOU REMIND ME OF THE BABE!! What babe...? I DUNNO? Anyway. So, now we're talking about octopuses... Or something. So I've made it my life goal to ride the skytrain around Vancouver for an entire day. And hopefully not get shot or shanked...
-Line
Dood, I've taken transit with Jesus. If you tag along with him you'll be fine. I spent an hour on the bus with him, he had all these bottles of organic juice with him and he was giving them out. He was actually so cool.
-Nik
Is Jesus pronounced like... HEY ZEUS?? I dunno. Cuz that would make more sense than the guy who was like, killed for this world...
This one time at Band Camp... we had a beach party. Yup. True story. I've been to band camp. Fuck I'm a nerd.
-Line
I think I need to get tested for Tourette's. like actually. I printed the wrong letter in bio and screamed "FUCK". Two ailments I would be proud to have: Tourette's syndrome, and a seminal fluid allergy. That would be HILARIOUS. Here I go again with the awkward moments.
So, I've got a fricking bone to pick with boarding. ALL THE FRICKING toilet paper on the SY side. Like fuck, HA boys aren't the only people who use toilet paper.
side note: I LOVE EURO POP.
-Nik
HOLY SHIT GUYS!! Nik was eating a chocolate santa. And she laughed. And fucking spit him out on my fucking bed. MY BED!! She also EWWWW DID IT AGAIN!!!! And sat on a fucking chocolate cat and got it on my fucking bed. WHAT THE FUCK IS WITH HER AND CHOCOLATE AND MY FUCKING BED!!!
-Line (who's royally pissed)
Wow, way to make it sound like I have a chocolate fetish. So apparently there's a free Lights concert tonight, but invite only. LW, of course, is going, but I think if they found out he thinks Queen is horrid he'd get kicked out. Sorry to say it Line, but your idealized LW is kind of a turkey turd at times.
-Nik
KIND OF? He scares me. And then like.. waves in his creepy wavey ways. Weak Welsh Weasels Wheel Wet Watermelons With Warring Whereasota. A little tongue twister for your twisting needs.
-Line
If I have the need for twisting I'll find a sexy contortionist, thanks. SO, INTERNET PEOPLE, LINE JUST TOOK ALL MY FUCKING SOCKS. I HAVE NO IDEA WHERE THE FUCK SHE PUT THEM BUT YOU CAN BET I'LL BE SPITTING CHOCOLATE IN HER BED FOR THE NEXT WEEK.
YOU, MY FRIEND, ARE A QUEEF. IT IS ON.
wow, now she put her computer case on her head and proceeded to do the chicken dance.
-Nik
You might wanna check in the cupcake isle for those socks Nik... So from the screaming I hear from her room... She's found the socks. This time dear Nik. Next time I won't be so easy.... Well.. it seems she is locking them up... LOL!
-Line
"it's five o'clock"
your computer's clock scares the shit out of me. and I am going to do something horrible to you for the socks. People of the interweb, this is a recurring event. every time i'm in Line's room, she wrestles me to get my socks off. and now she has just stolen them and hidden them. again. the next time I see her I am going to beat the shit out of her fullmetal jacket style, with a bar of soap in a sock.
OH FUCK, SHE HAS MY SOCKS!
-Nik
BWAHAH!!! I THINK IT'S TIME FOR A CLOSING SONG!!!
I was working in the lab late one night
When my eyes beheld an eerie sight
My monster, from its slab, began to rise
And suddenly to my surprise
He did the Mash, he did the Monster Mash
The Monster Mash, and it's a graveyard smash
He did the Mash, it caught on in a flash
He did the Mash, he did the Monster Mash
You all know you wanna dance along. And you're all gonna do it. I just know.
Yup. You did it.
By the way. Nik beat me up with a giant ass bar of soap.
So on a closing note...
Always keep an eye on your socks. Because you never REALLY know where they're going to be next.
-Nik
Do I really Nik? I think not. But thou dost perhaps have something that would be of interest. Your obsession with gingers. To this date, Nik has collected, a lock of ginger hair, a ginger's tic-tacs, and a gingers virginity.
-Line
LOL maybe not the latter, Line. I DO, however, have a ginger schedule.
So, I'm sitting in homeroom, 'cause they cancelled assembly (swine flu *cough* paranoid *cough*), and I notice the substitute homeroom teacher is in a disgustingly good mood.
I also notice she screws up the attendance.
I also notice the remnants of tequila from the bottom of the bottle in the Dia de los Muertos display was gone.
-Nik
So, did you know that if you put your left over eraser bits or sparkles in a spider web, the spider will like, fucking trip out. Yep. We've tried. Then when it finds out how shitty rubber is he totally pops a cap on his little spider wife's ass.
-Line
LOL that was the cat's ass, I remember doing that. Although I don't remember the spider wife getting popped. My grandmother just bought a five bedroom house. SHE LIVES BY HERSELF.
oh yeah, little known fact: If you spill glow-stick juice on a cat in a dark room, it will get scared shitless and run around in circles. oh yes.
-Nik
I would reeeeally like to know how you found that one out... A more known fact: If you get glow-stick juice in your eyes, it fucking hurts. FUCKING hurts.
So... I think that my daughter is going to die due to voodoo doll poisoning of CL's FACE!!
-Line
My dad and his friends found that out, actually...let's just say they weren't called "the fry brothers" for nothing. So CL just ate all of our chips...well, Line's chips.
WHAT ARE BLOGGERS TO DO WITHOUT SNACKS?
okay, here's a little list of all the ways bloggers resemble potheads.
1. They eat all this retarded shit (*cough* Line's cariboo jerky)
2. They listen to really screwed up music (I think we're listening to some rave shit right now)
OH SORRY, APPARENTLY IT'S TRANCE.
3.They giggle really hard at the phrase, "The Crack-spider's bitch."
*snicker*
So, Line kinda fails at life, she lost a 500-word thingy today...
-Nik
DON'T BRING THAT UP!!! Aw shit... you brought it up. FOR YOUR INFORMATION, the ONLY reason I lost it is because Windows sucks some fucking dickweed ass..
-Line
MMM, sounds appetizing. oh shit. Line just locked herself in the bathroom. Oh well. I've got the chocolate. JN's reading us the ridiculously high prices to watch the olympics. Biathlons are $70. SEVENTY. To watch a guy in spandex go whizzing by every hour. If I'm watching a guy in spandex, it's better be the goddamn Goblin King. oh baby.
-Nik
YOU REMIND ME OF THE BABE!! What babe...? I DUNNO? Anyway. So, now we're talking about octopuses... Or something. So I've made it my life goal to ride the skytrain around Vancouver for an entire day. And hopefully not get shot or shanked...
-Line
Dood, I've taken transit with Jesus. If you tag along with him you'll be fine. I spent an hour on the bus with him, he had all these bottles of organic juice with him and he was giving them out. He was actually so cool.
-Nik
Is Jesus pronounced like... HEY ZEUS?? I dunno. Cuz that would make more sense than the guy who was like, killed for this world...
This one time at Band Camp... we had a beach party. Yup. True story. I've been to band camp. Fuck I'm a nerd.
-Line
I think I need to get tested for Tourette's. like actually. I printed the wrong letter in bio and screamed "FUCK". Two ailments I would be proud to have: Tourette's syndrome, and a seminal fluid allergy. That would be HILARIOUS. Here I go again with the awkward moments.
So, I've got a fricking bone to pick with boarding. ALL THE FRICKING toilet paper on the SY side. Like fuck, HA boys aren't the only people who use toilet paper.
side note: I LOVE EURO POP.
-Nik
HOLY SHIT GUYS!! Nik was eating a chocolate santa. And she laughed. And fucking spit him out on my fucking bed. MY BED!! She also EWWWW DID IT AGAIN!!!! And sat on a fucking chocolate cat and got it on my fucking bed. WHAT THE FUCK IS WITH HER AND CHOCOLATE AND MY FUCKING BED!!!
-Line (who's royally pissed)
Wow, way to make it sound like I have a chocolate fetish. So apparently there's a free Lights concert tonight, but invite only. LW, of course, is going, but I think if they found out he thinks Queen is horrid he'd get kicked out. Sorry to say it Line, but your idealized LW is kind of a turkey turd at times.
-Nik
KIND OF? He scares me. And then like.. waves in his creepy wavey ways. Weak Welsh Weasels Wheel Wet Watermelons With Warring Whereasota. A little tongue twister for your twisting needs.
-Line
If I have the need for twisting I'll find a sexy contortionist, thanks. SO, INTERNET PEOPLE, LINE JUST TOOK ALL MY FUCKING SOCKS. I HAVE NO IDEA WHERE THE FUCK SHE PUT THEM BUT YOU CAN BET I'LL BE SPITTING CHOCOLATE IN HER BED FOR THE NEXT WEEK.
YOU, MY FRIEND, ARE A QUEEF. IT IS ON.
wow, now she put her computer case on her head and proceeded to do the chicken dance.
-Nik
You might wanna check in the cupcake isle for those socks Nik... So from the screaming I hear from her room... She's found the socks. This time dear Nik. Next time I won't be so easy.... Well.. it seems she is locking them up... LOL!
-Line
"it's five o'clock"
your computer's clock scares the shit out of me. and I am going to do something horrible to you for the socks. People of the interweb, this is a recurring event. every time i'm in Line's room, she wrestles me to get my socks off. and now she has just stolen them and hidden them. again. the next time I see her I am going to beat the shit out of her fullmetal jacket style, with a bar of soap in a sock.
OH FUCK, SHE HAS MY SOCKS!
-Nik
BWAHAH!!! I THINK IT'S TIME FOR A CLOSING SONG!!!
I was working in the lab late one night
When my eyes beheld an eerie sight
My monster, from its slab, began to rise
And suddenly to my surprise
He did the Mash, he did the Monster Mash
The Monster Mash, and it's a graveyard smash
He did the Mash, it caught on in a flash
He did the Mash, he did the Monster Mash
You all know you wanna dance along. And you're all gonna do it. I just know.
Yup. You did it.
By the way. Nik beat me up with a giant ass bar of soap.
So on a closing note...
Always keep an eye on your socks. Because you never REALLY know where they're going to be next.
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