Shit my friends have said to me, about me, or in my general vicinity, over the past two days...
Suvika: Steph, don't play with a girl's heart. She has one. Play with her boobs -- she has two. Me: Dude, what even.
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Me: Yeah, all the four on Pretty Little Liars are really hot. And Hanna's mom. Clarissa: What about Alison? She's going to be a main character. Me: ...no, she has a weird face. Clarissa: But she has a butt-chin! Me: God, Clarissa, just because she has a chin-cleft doesn't mean I think she's hot. Clarissa: Well, it usually does.
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Clarissa: We're taking my car, but Steph is getting her iPod cable, since she hates listening to the radio. Later on... Clarissa: Oh, yeah, I don't have anywhere to plug that into.
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Clarissa, to Melbow, who is half-Thai: Mel... do you want some Thai baht? Melbow: No. Just, no. Me: Mel, you could use that as a pickup line. Go to a hot guy and be like, would you like some Thai butt? Promise me you will do this. Melbow: ...no.
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Clarissa: You could marry Ben and be related to Steph. Suvika: Yeah, he's brown, and I want to marry brown. Me:Â Mary Brown? Why Mary Brown when you can Burger King? Melbow: Oh my god.
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Clarissa: I hate rocket! Me: I hate rocket, too! I hate rocket so much! Clarissa: ...you just hate most vegetables.
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Me: I could really do with a cigarette right now. Clarissa: Suvi, give her the cigarettes. Let her die. Suvika: Do you want them? Me: Now? ...not really, you fuckers.
