Convos with Mal & Al: Mal's Revenge
When Al Was Drunk. Reeeeally Drunk
[Mal Mocking Al With Completely Incorrect High-Pitched Squeaky Voice]
Al: Oh, I love you, toilet seat.
Toilet Seat: I love you too, Allie!
END
In my defense, we were watching Alexander with the hopes that crappy movie + alcohol = vaguely decent movie. This assumption was incorrect. All that really happened was Vomit-Inducing Movie + Vomit-Inducing Alcohol = Vomit.
AL SHOULD CLEAN HER ROOM
Mal: You know how you should pick that bottle off the ground. You could step on it and break it, and it'll go up into your foot, and you'll slice your tendons and ligaments, and then you'll get tendonitis, and then you won't be able to go to boot camp, and you won't fulfill your dreams, and then you'll die a sad, lonely, gimpy death.
Al: ...
Mal: OH, and you should recycle it too.
THE END
[Mal Mocking Al With Completely Incorrect High-Pitched Squeaky Voice]
Al: Oh, I love you, toilet seat.
Toilet Seat: I love you too, Allie!
END
In my defense, we were watching Alexander with the hopes that crappy movie + alcohol = vaguely decent movie. This assumption was incorrect. All that really happened was Vomit-Inducing Movie + Vomit-Inducing Alcohol = Vomit.
AL SHOULD CLEAN HER ROOM
Mal: You know how you should pick that bottle off the ground. You could step on it and break it, and it'll go up into your foot, and you'll slice your tendons and ligaments, and then you'll get tendonitis, and then you won't be able to go to boot camp, and you won't fulfill your dreams, and then you'll die a sad, lonely, gimpy death.
Al: ...
Mal: OH, and you should recycle it too.
THE END