Which brings me to my next point. See, Crystal's mom made us some brownies, and I was feeling pretty damn good after I ate mine!!! I seem to have been staring at the 3rd floor lounge ceiling, talking to myself and adding "-io" to everything I said to myself (Hello-io. How are you-io? I'm good-io!). So we get back into the room;
ME:"Your mom did this! She put something in them! What did she put in them??"
*points to space on plate where brownies used to reside*
STILL ME:"Where'd they go?! They're not there! Where did they go?!"CRYSTAL: "She didn't put anything in them. That's why they're not there."
P.S. Try spelling "ceiling" like this:
cieling
IT'S HILARIOUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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