Jersey: FUCK. Canada is two hours ahead of us. They already know the future. This isn't good... You wonder why Japan is so technologically advanced. They're one fucking day ahead of us. They know what they did yesterday before we do.
Monday, November 3, 2008
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Fruity!
Rachel: Have I ever told you of my ambitions to work for Planned Parenthood?
Me: I think you might have briefly mentioned it once.
Rachel: It's not really an ambition...
Me: ...
Rachel: ....I just want to put condoms on bananas.
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Labels: r. newman
Saturday, October 11, 2008
But I Can See Russia From My House
Rachel: Stupidity isn't geographic.
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Labels: r. newman
An Easy Mistake
(watching a movie)
Dad: (sigh) You're thinkin' with the wrong head there, boy!
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Labels: dad
¿Cómo se dice 'Justice League'?
(working on a worksheet in Spanish class)
Nick: Is this asking who I was as a child?
Me: ...it says 'what were you like?'
Nick: I would prefer that it asked who I was as a child.
Me: Who were you as a child?
Nick: Wonder Woman.
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Labels: n. narcisi, spanish
Well, I Feel Ready For The AP Exam
Ms. Chasey: The pituitary gland can say HEY! Let's grow some facial hair 0r HEY! Let's ovulate! Whatever it feels like that day.
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Labels: chasey
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
A Revelation!
Jor: Can you clone one person from like, two people?
Andrew: Oh yeah, that's uh... it's called... oh yeah, SEX.
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Monday, February 11, 2008
Manson Family Reunions
Dad: Well, if your aunt wants to bury the hatchet and not in my head...
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Labels: dad
Beep Brrr Boop Translates To Shaken Or Stirred
Me: So R2D2 is a minifridge?
Horaţiu: Yeah. You know that thing he did with the lightsaber? Okay. that was intended for beer cans.
Andrew: Beer me, Artoo!
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You're Hurting Good Charlotte's Feelings
Dad: Really, what is 'alternative' music? Is it the alternative to GOOD music?
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Labels: dad
Alligator Tastes Like Chicken
Cousin: What do pig's tails taste like? Are they... are they like curly fries?
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Labels: rahul
What Steve Didn't Know
Cousin: It's the sting part. Sting. STING. It's not called a FRIENDLY RAY.
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Labels: rahul
Monday, January 21, 2008
Except That Nobody Would Ride That
Maddy: You know how people say that they have like... love handles, right?
Me: Yeah...
Maddy: Which is another way of saying their hips are really fat?
Me: Sure.
Maddy: Well she doesn't just have handles. She has the whole damn bicycle.
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Labels: m.laurie
The Scrapbooking Store, On The Other Hand
Sarah: What? That's like walking into a Hallmark and asking them, 'Hey. Do you butcher meat back there?' 'Uh, no. Never have, never will.' 'Oh, okay. Just checking.'
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Labels: s.harper
But Jesus Was A Zombie
Cousin: Anne Rice wrote about Jesus?
Cousin's friend: Is it racy?
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She Does Tend To Have Memory Paging Issues
Kirsten: Woah. There's so much going on! This computer works almost as fast as my mind!
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I Also Poop Pixels
Me: Is that even how that chord is supposed to sound?
Nick: You know what? You remind me of a Tamagotchi.
Me: ...What?
Nick: GET BACK TO YOUR GUITAR.
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May I Offer You A Swiss Cake Roll?
Joey: What's that guy's name? Frank?
Matt: William.
Joey: Oh. He looks like a Frank. ... What's that girl's name? Susan?
Matt: ...Jessica...
Joey: Oh. She looks like a Susan.
Me: Well, what do I look like?
Joey: ...
Me: ...Well?
Joey: You look like........ a Debbie.
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Tuesday Was Always Living In Monday's Shadow
Sister: So it's gonna be Monday, right?
Me: ...
Sister: No, wait! The other Monday!
Me: ...
Sister: TUESDAY!!
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Labels: little one
He'll Just Return The Favor
Nick: And so I let the dog sleep with me, but it peed in the bed next to me. But he didn't pee on me, so it's ok. We can still be friends as long as he doesn't pee on me. Pee next to me, that's ok. On me is a whole different story.
Me: So that's the only criteria you have for friends?
Nick: That's right, I'm not very picky. As long as you don't urinate on me, we can be friends.
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You And Me, We Add Up Better Than A Riemann Sum
Sarah: I'm feeling the downside to being in a love triangle. I wish I was in a love segment.
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She Wasn't Worth It, I'll Have You Know
Jordan: I feel like I'm giving you my daughter. 'That'll be three oxen, now pull up to the next window.'
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Labels: j.mills
Aight Joe, I Finna Be Joe Tour Guide, Naw Mean?
Kendall: It's a dream come true, really, so I owe you big time. Okay, I know! I'll take you gangbangin' with me weekend after next. That'll be fun, but be sure to bring some shopping money. It's one of those field trips, like souvenirs are... your very own genuine shank!
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Labels: k.ricks
It's A Lovely Property On Elm Street
Mum: Open a Word document, I need to make a list of things I need for redoing this room.
Me: Okay, shoot.
Mum: Okay, put number one, switchblade--
Me: --WHAT?
Mum: --WAIT, I DIDN'T MEAN THAT, STOP, OH NO--
Me: ...Freudian slip or what, mother?
Mum: Cover. Switch cover.
Me: Uh huh.
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Labels: freudian slips, mum
Dr. Quinn Would Be So Proud
Paul: But luckily we learned of the civil war in summer school, which means I know civil war medicine. AKA, a saw.
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Labels: p.gair
Unfortunately, Puns Are Not An Accepted Form Of ID
Joe: You'll be getting carded until you're 40, that's the card hold truth. I mean hard cold, although it will be the card hold truth, because you'll be holding a card. HA!
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Labels: j.ros
Sunday, January 20, 2008
LF3M Dungeon of Ribbing
Dad: You know what I want to see?
Me: No idea.
Dad: I want to see the game where grannies are attacking people with knitting needles and tying them up with skeins of yarn.
Me: What?
Dad: Yanno, War of Craftworld? When's that coming out? You guys should make that.
Me: I... we'll get right on th--
Dad: --I can see it now, creatures with googly eyes. INFINITE POSSIBILITIES.
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Labels: dad, world of warcraft
We've Got Quite The Marketing Genius Among Us
Adam: They should do that, sell instant complex carbohydrates. Like pasta in a can.
Me: What? Don't they... okay.
Adam: You'd just crack it open and drink your carbs.
Me: ...Liquid pasta?
Adam: It's a great idea.
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It Really Is A Hassle, You Know
Sign I saw at the entrance to a Tennessee aquarium: Due to the tragic events of September 11th, guns will no longer be permitted inside the aquarium. Sorry for the inconvenience.
