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!!