Um...
Well, I think I'm just gonna start typing out random things that were said in the past 3 days that either confused me or amde me laugh....or were just stupid in general.
Eddie-"The real party is in the ceiling!"
[6 a.m. New Year's]
*Josh mumbles a bunch of stupid nonsense while between consciousness*
Me-"I think I liked him better unconscious."
*Josh swings his head towards me and galres at me with his eyes closed...-yes that is possible*
Josh-"I'm gonna slap the shit out of you, Poptart.*stupid heh heh heh giggling -that was driving me bonkers*
*Lots of Chrissi, Lucky, and Poptart laughter*
[3 p.m. New Year's Day]
*still basically unconscious Josh laying on bunk*
Chrissi-"Josh, you said you were gonna slap the shit out of Poptart."
Josh-"*heh heh heh* I'm still gonna slap the shit out of Poptart. *heh heh heh*"
Me-"Why are you being so mean to me???!"
Josh-"It's all in fun...and in sport......*lonnnggg pause*....mostly in sport...*heh heh heh heh heh heh heh*."
We all found that one pretty funny
So, Chrissi and I are passed out on the couch while watching a Queer Eye marathon and then Runaway Bride. Chrissi has been sleeping. I've just been drunken/hungover napping (prolly about 45 minutes of sleep total).
*Josh wanders out of the bedroom after the longest sleep ever and goes maaahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa*
Noticing that it is dark outside: Josh-"So, what time is it?"
Chrissi and Me-"8:00 p.m."
Josh-"You're shittin' me? Is it really!? hahahahahahaha".
Eddie-"Why do we have microwavable popcorn and no microwave?"
I'm sure there were about 20 million other things I wanted to put here....but if you expect me to remember things, then you have already expected too much of me. =] mua ha ha.
Oh god.....I'm acting like a mixture of Josh and Sean.............my mother hates me...hahaha
Oh and uh....here's just one picture cause as mean as it was, and as upset as I was about the situation, it's a good picture:
Eddie-"The real party is in the ceiling!"
[6 a.m. New Year's]
*Josh mumbles a bunch of stupid nonsense while between consciousness*
Me-"I think I liked him better unconscious."
*Josh swings his head towards me and galres at me with his eyes closed...-yes that is possible*
Josh-"I'm gonna slap the shit out of you, Poptart.*stupid heh heh heh giggling -that was driving me bonkers*
*Lots of Chrissi, Lucky, and Poptart laughter*
[3 p.m. New Year's Day]
*still basically unconscious Josh laying on bunk*
Chrissi-"Josh, you said you were gonna slap the shit out of Poptart."
Josh-"*heh heh heh* I'm still gonna slap the shit out of Poptart. *heh heh heh*"
Me-"Why are you being so mean to me???!"
Josh-"It's all in fun...and in sport......*lonnnggg pause*....mostly in sport...*heh heh heh heh heh heh heh*."
We all found that one pretty funny
So, Chrissi and I are passed out on the couch while watching a Queer Eye marathon and then Runaway Bride. Chrissi has been sleeping. I've just been drunken/hungover napping (prolly about 45 minutes of sleep total).
*Josh wanders out of the bedroom after the longest sleep ever and goes maaahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa*
Noticing that it is dark outside: Josh-"So, what time is it?"
Chrissi and Me-"8:00 p.m."
Josh-"You're shittin' me? Is it really!? hahahahahahaha".
Eddie-"Why do we have microwavable popcorn and no microwave?"
I'm sure there were about 20 million other things I wanted to put here....but if you expect me to remember things, then you have already expected too much of me. =] mua ha ha.
Oh god.....I'm acting like a mixture of Josh and Sean.............my mother hates me...hahaha
Oh and uh....here's just one picture cause as mean as it was, and as upset as I was about the situation, it's a good picture: