Lindsey: good day mate.
Lizzee: why is lindsey so funny?
Mirannda: it's fucking up her fung shweay!
Lizzee and Charis: Because we're AWESOME.
Lindsey: then it will be my time and then your time and then my time and then your time.
Mirannda: fuck dat corky yo.
Lindsey: i ain't no dog foo! i'm not a d-o-g i'm a d-a-w-g.
Lindsey: Ra Ra Rooh!
Rooster: Ra Ra Rooh!
Lindsey Ra Ra Rooh!
Rooster Ra Ra Rooh!
etc...
Charis: TRIBAL DANCE PARTY!
Mirannda: what do you want to try?
Lizzee: your mom.
Charis: can i try your mom?
Mirannda: i control the universe. it is how i want it to be.
Lindsey: dude my hands smell like lemons and ash. i would ask you to have a try but i just licked them.
Mirannda: dude they taste like lemons and ash.
Lindsey: i'm glad we're friends.
Lizzee and Mirannda: so am iiiii!
Lindsey: how are we gonna fix this little buddy? TAPE!
Mirannda: respect the circle.
People are people, no matter how small or how high.
Lizzee: lindsey your thumb is salty.
Mirannda: aahhh laying under the stars.
Mirannda: correction under the sky.
Lizzee: no more anxiety
Lindsey: i didn't have anxiety until you guys told me.
"Dfucmed up andiigghhdoo updoo edooo fucked"
Mirannda: no i'm just trying to concentratttee.
Mirannda: you guys are snuggling all over me.
Lindsey: i keep falling asleep.
Mirannda: hello, you're a tool.
Smiles Exchanged
Nina: an ounce is almost a pound!
Lindsey Sheepy Schifman
M-tree
Em Treey
Sunday, June 6, 2010
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