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min-isms
me: didn't you know eye poop is dried tears?
min: no, is it really?!
me: yeah. what did you think it was?
min:...eye poop?...even the slimy ones?
(driving down street at night)
min: wow, the moon is super bright tonight.
me: what? no, it isnt.
min: (looks around) oh, wait, thats the streetlight.
(encounters min duct taping flimsy piece of paper)
me: what the hell are you doing?
min: i'm making a hanging parking permit. see, i taped my parking permit to this piece of paper, and now im duct taping it to make it stronger. it's going to hang on the rearview mirror. (holds up 3x5 piece of taped paper, it withers) it's okay. i'll just put more tape on it.
me: why didnt you just put a string through it?
min: oh, yeah.
min: HEY! stop doing that. i'm going to hafta hit you, you know that?! i dont like hitting you. why are you so bad? you hate me, dont you. huh? huh! HUH?! why are you so stupid? GAahHH?! (yelling at cowering puppy)
(talking to cute tony about his Score! nametag)
tony: you dont have a name tag?
min: no, my students KNOW my name.
(excellent burn. and then...)
min: OH MY GOD, THAT WAS SO GOOD, HUH?! IT JUST CAME OUT! I DIDNT EVEN NEED TO THINK ABOUT IT. THAT WAS SO GOOD, WASNT IT?! (laughs at own awesomeness)
me: didn't you know eye poop is dried tears?
min: no, is it really?!
me: yeah. what did you think it was?
min:...eye poop?...even the slimy ones?
(driving down street at night)
min: wow, the moon is super bright tonight.
me: what? no, it isnt.
min: (looks around) oh, wait, thats the streetlight.
(encounters min duct taping flimsy piece of paper)
me: what the hell are you doing?
min: i'm making a hanging parking permit. see, i taped my parking permit to this piece of paper, and now im duct taping it to make it stronger. it's going to hang on the rearview mirror. (holds up 3x5 piece of taped paper, it withers) it's okay. i'll just put more tape on it.
me: why didnt you just put a string through it?
min: oh, yeah.
min: HEY! stop doing that. i'm going to hafta hit you, you know that?! i dont like hitting you. why are you so bad? you hate me, dont you. huh? huh! HUH?! why are you so stupid? GAahHH?! (yelling at cowering puppy)
(talking to cute tony about his Score! nametag)
tony: you dont have a name tag?
min: no, my students KNOW my name.
(excellent burn. and then...)
min: OH MY GOD, THAT WAS SO GOOD, HUH?! IT JUST CAME OUT! I DIDNT EVEN NEED TO THINK ABOUT IT. THAT WAS SO GOOD, WASNT IT?! (laughs at own awesomeness)