Texts:
Sent: I just ran over horse poop is that bad luck?
Sent: She was thinking "What sounds super bada** for this beast of a baby?". That's what she was thinking.
Sent: (referring to the radar on Highway 113) I hate that blinky sign, it's like it's judging me for speeding. Oh hey look at me I blink and you're doing something WRONG! Like the radar hasn't sped before. Is sped a word?
Sent: -dehydrated- -died-
Sent: (after not receiving a response) Hello? Don't you love me? Dehydration!
Sent: (after suggesting that we steal a car) Tell them that we're playing Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas and we were looking for hookers to shoot. Duh.
Sent: (discussing a friend being hit on by an ugly person) You should be like "Thanks now I have to go tend to my garage full of dead babies!"
Things I have said...
Martin: "Why are all those cars parked there?"
Mallory: "That's a car lot."
Martin: "Why are there so many cops there!"
Waylon: "That's the police station."
Waylon: "That's the police station."
Martin: "You are such a lesbi-slut"
Martin: "I didn't know Church's delivered." (after seeing what I thought was a bicycle and a hot/cold bag [it was a row of chairs and a rolled up rug])
Things you will NOT find on my eHarmony profile...
I'm prone to drooling on people.
I think it's funny to sneeze on you.
I think your reaction is even better.
If you tickle me I will punch you in the face.
I like things that have to do with punching.
I'm probably a serial killer.
I'm definitely a serial killer.
Just kidding...or am I?
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