Ruby just called me madame fussy britches.
there’s this place and it has people in it and the place was all place like. – Ruby
“wow! shes got pink balls!” i said
“oh cool! I want pink balls!!” yelled laura
on the ends of the walker, she has pink tennis balls…
“game over. now put those balls away before she comes back and starts playing with them!”
drunken nights at the L bar are few and far between. but this particular night just happened to make it in the book. Ash is my sister and its her first time on the blog but NOT her last. she might even get a one liner page in the near future. this is her most recent entry to the book. it was said nearing the end of the night, after we were done playing pool for like 3 hours…damn creepers…
Mobile mep, in its short life, was very helpful. As a text document in my phone, it has encountered many a quote from my friends and family. M&M died a mysterious death in my phone and had about 3-5 quotes in its possession on that tragic day. I am fortunate to have loved and lost such a helpful companion. However, with every ending there is a new beginning. I have redownloaded another app to fill its place.
Mobile mep Jr has made itself home in my phone and is prepared to fill his father’s shoes.
“we used an octopus last year.”
“oh yeah I’ve misplaced my octopus.”
“well that’s unfortunate.”
-Myself and Krista.
“explain to me how you, when im fully dressed, get glitter on my junk?!”
“…is the magic of friendship?”
-Joe & Ruby
“What are you reading?”
“I’m reading about vaginas.”
can we not talk about boy’s peanuts right now? its not something she needs to hear.