This icon properly portrays my face for the majority of this weekend.
Um, so this was one of the worst weekends of my life.
And also one of the best car rides.
First off: how come I had to be the one who couldn't keep it together? Not cool, emotions.
Second: REALLY?? A possum festival??! If I hear about possums ONE MOAR TIEM, I am going to have a nit-fick.
Third: I don't want any flirting to happen between me and someone wearing anything in camo.
Fourth: hotels > motels, yogurt needs to be served at a continental breakfast, and when your car alarm sounds at 6:06 a.m. turn it off!
Okay, I'm done enumerating. I'm not paying for that. My nephew can pluck watermelons and break matter with a screech. Sink holes and juvenile detention centers obviously go hand in hand. I feel bad for Jesus - it's a legit point! Maps should only be used at red lights, but a three hundred dollar phone can be used at any point while driving. I wasn't as into that cave as I pretended to be. We could've used some liquor and movies, but driving 20 miles for both seemed a little too out of the way. /exaggerated whisper: FIRE CROTCH! (And, of course, the fire crotch bandits.) The word "fuck"- and all its derivations- in general (this includes "fuck-a-doodle-doo"). Appreciating things and making sexual cave jokes. Abusing "that's what she said" and loving it. Shitty cable T.V. and being so lazy, we call each other from the next room over. Quoting Dane Cook, Flight of the Conchords, and JIM FREAKING GAFFIGAN! "Felix Fellatio" gave the Room of Requirement a whole new meaning.
You know, there's a whole lot more, but I just can't remember all of it.
And, no, I'm not explaining. =)
And also one of the best car rides.
First off: how come I had to be the one who couldn't keep it together? Not cool, emotions.
Second: REALLY?? A possum festival??! If I hear about possums ONE MOAR TIEM, I am going to have a nit-fick.
Third: I don't want any flirting to happen between me and someone wearing anything in camo.
Fourth: hotels > motels, yogurt needs to be served at a continental breakfast, and when your car alarm sounds at 6:06 a.m. turn it off!
Okay, I'm done enumerating. I'm not paying for that. My nephew can pluck watermelons and break matter with a screech. Sink holes and juvenile detention centers obviously go hand in hand. I feel bad for Jesus - it's a legit point! Maps should only be used at red lights, but a three hundred dollar phone can be used at any point while driving. I wasn't as into that cave as I pretended to be. We could've used some liquor and movies, but driving 20 miles for both seemed a little too out of the way. /exaggerated whisper: FIRE CROTCH! (And, of course, the fire crotch bandits.) The word "fuck"- and all its derivations- in general (this includes "fuck-a-doodle-doo"). Appreciating things and making sexual cave jokes. Abusing "that's what she said" and loving it. Shitty cable T.V. and being so lazy, we call each other from the next room over. Quoting Dane Cook, Flight of the Conchords, and JIM FREAKING GAFFIGAN! "Felix Fellatio" gave the Room of Requirement a whole new meaning.
You know, there's a whole lot more, but I just can't remember all of it.
And, no, I'm not explaining. =)