3rd of Taurus
So, five of us are asleep, sprawled about my room like stripped articles of clothing. Everywhere.
Christine, Satcie, and Becky are on the floor, Phillippa and I are on my bed.
FLASH BOOM FLASH!!!
The fucking brightest, and loudest thunder/lightning struck. It was like God up and went: "No, fuck this shit, you're all waking up. Right the fuck now."
The floor apparently shook, so Christine, Stacie, and Becky were.... startled. Phillippa and I were just confused, lost, and... slightly aroused by the whole situation as always. Where there's panic, there's arousal...
Phillippa: "What was that?!"
Becky: "Oh my God!!"
Paulo: "Meh?"
Stacie: "Oh no, my dog. It didn't take it's medicine..."
Paulo: "hunh?"
Christine: "It's like Jesus came down and tap danced on your roof..."
Paulo: "HAHAHAHAHA! That was the funniest quote ever, who said that?"
Phillippa: "I did."
Stacie: "my dog my dog my dog, canine canine canine, save the senile dog"
Becky: "OMG!"
Paulo: "HAHAHAHA Tap dancing on my roof...."
Christine: "Oh, that was me. i said that."
We were so confused.
I was thinking: "Oh no, I've been saying 'Jesus Tap Dancing Christ' all the time. I've been using God's name in vain. This is my punishment for being blasphemous. I'm being smited..."
A few minutes later, once I was... fully awake, I realized that if God had in fact smited me, I'd be dead and not contemplating what the fuck had happened...
I must now take a break, as the beast has entered my room. Not satan, a spider. Ick. It's huge. I'm gonna go shriek like a girl!
It's still there, w/e.
SO they all leave me, and I must go to the dentist now.
I hope that spider doesn't kill me.
::whimpers::
I hope God stops tap dancing on my roof...
Christine, Satcie, and Becky are on the floor, Phillippa and I are on my bed.
FLASH BOOM FLASH!!!
The fucking brightest, and loudest thunder/lightning struck. It was like God up and went: "No, fuck this shit, you're all waking up. Right the fuck now."
The floor apparently shook, so Christine, Stacie, and Becky were.... startled. Phillippa and I were just confused, lost, and... slightly aroused by the whole situation as always. Where there's panic, there's arousal...
Phillippa: "What was that?!"
Becky: "Oh my God!!"
Paulo: "Meh?"
Stacie: "Oh no, my dog. It didn't take it's medicine..."
Paulo: "hunh?"
Christine: "It's like Jesus came down and tap danced on your roof..."
Paulo: "HAHAHAHAHA! That was the funniest quote ever, who said that?"
Phillippa: "I did."
Stacie: "my dog my dog my dog, canine canine canine, save the senile dog"
Becky: "OMG!"
Paulo: "HAHAHAHA Tap dancing on my roof...."
Christine: "Oh, that was me. i said that."
We were so confused.
I was thinking: "Oh no, I've been saying 'Jesus Tap Dancing Christ' all the time. I've been using God's name in vain. This is my punishment for being blasphemous. I'm being smited..."
A few minutes later, once I was... fully awake, I realized that if God had in fact smited me, I'd be dead and not contemplating what the fuck had happened...
I must now take a break, as the beast has entered my room. Not satan, a spider. Ick. It's huge. I'm gonna go shriek like a girl!
It's still there, w/e.
SO they all leave me, and I must go to the dentist now.
I hope that spider doesn't kill me.
::whimpers::
I hope God stops tap dancing on my roof...