oh and to clarify, I was in the crackhouse in my public defender intern capacity
totally legit
...this time -Sara
"I don't want to know about any other man's happy area, ok?!" -AJ
"Yeah, they're gonna make Produce all-black g-unit style...I"ll be the token white boy" -Produce Brian
"You like rum?! What are you, a dysfunctional German?!" -AJ, to Christine
*upon talking about how anal AMF is getting (like making Eric put the burger at 9 o'clock on the plate, etc)*
Steen: "You should put it at 8:45 and see if she notices."
Eric: "8:53. BITCH!"
*upon Christine being sunburnt and holding cheese packets for salad bar and saying it felt good*
"Oh I'm sure the cameras are loving this - you're holding cheese up to your boobs..." -AJ
Danielle P: "Next time we need to do something a little more dangerous" [instead of pool]
Danielle P and Christine: "BOWLING!!!!"
"OH! It's orgasmic! Pineapple is the best fruit ever!!" -Phil
Nick R: "Don't wet your pants"
Phil: "TOO LATE!" *moans*
*upon a mouse eating (and only eating) Dad's gluten free/wheat free pancake mix*
"Maybe it's a wheat intolerant mouse" -Grandmom
"I'm so hungry I could eat a small child!!" -Lauren
Lauren: "What year was Ashley born? 1986?"
Steen: "Yup. The year of my car."
"Did you know that your front end [of your car[ is really big?" -Lauren, to Steen
steensacutter haha -Ashley
Steen: and now you laugh cuz it all makes sense
Ashley: baba
shit
haha
Eric: An hour and a halfffffffffffff. I can finally see the light at the end of the eight day long tunnel.
Steen: Shuddup. I'm not even in my tunnel yet haha.
Eric: Yeah but I'm sick of tunnels. I need light damn it!
Steen: Haha true...true. That'll be me next week.
Eric: And I'll be like AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH tunnel....blargh!
Eric: You female dogs! All we've gotten is some rain.
Steen: Hehe. And wow...female dogs.
Eric: I didn't feel like typing out bitches cuz my phone doesn't register it as a word. But I just did. Thanks a lot you citag....SEE?!?!
well at least i'm not the acme produce citag.
or salad bar citag. self duh. -Eric
Steen: just speak his language..."umm...can i mean...i gotta go...see you later *twitch*"
Lauren: LOL
that's actually a good idea
he'd be so surprised, i could just run out
Lauren: you did what earlier this week?
Steen: wrapped
y0
Lauren: LoL!
dork-o-rama
Steen: dork-a-licious
Lauren: dork-tastic
Steen: dork-tacular
Lauren: dork-ariffic
Steen: dork-tabuloussssssssss
Lauren: dork-amundo?
Steen: dork-abunga!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Lauren: oh steen...i'm crying on the inside...
and i basically have to drive 85 mph the rest of the way home, blowing three (maybe four) stop signs
run up the driveway, jump over mickey, and it's a photo finish ot the bathroom.
haha my dad actually said, "hey eric" and i was like "haftausethebathroomholdon"
cuz it all blurred together since i was in so much agony -Eric
"I like it in the trunk!" -Lauren
*as Steen rides Brian's exercise bike that has a fan in it*
"Maybe that's how he cools the apartment down" -Lauren
"That's not corn, that's plutonium" -Brian
"Ew you're totally fingering her candy" -Kristin
Lauren: "What if I had herpes of the teeth or something?"
Ashley: "...I like herpes"
Dave: "Is there anything else going on besides myspace?!"
Ashley: "Livejournal"