skinny MTV nast: I hope this doesn't bend and crack when I flex my pecs.
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Terrence (screaming!): My feet feel like they are on FIRE!!!
Rafael: Yeah. Holla
Matthew: We say Hol-ler now. Holler. Holler.
Thursday, January 27, 2005
Tuesday, January 18, 2005
bikinis and beer
Momma: Are you having a bickeni wax tomorrow?
Bethy: A what?
Momma: A bickeni wax.
Bethy: Do you say it bikini, or do you really say it bickeni?
Momma: I was just being dumb with you, Bethy.
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Matthew: Grrrreeeeegrrrrrrgrrrrr
Ms. Banks: Please don't growl like that, Matthew.
Matthew: Holla!
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Jumanja: Do you want to come to my teaparty on Saturday?
Ms. Banks: Um...let me think about it.
Jumanja: There will be cake...Chocolate fudge.
Terrence: (not the person Jumanja was asking, but a fat kid with a love of food) Well...I'll think about it...will there be cupcakes?
Jumanja: Yes. Blueberry!!
Terrence: Any other snacks I should know about before I say my final answer?
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Terrence: koooky!
Ms. Banks: Yeah...thank God for small favors!
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Terrence: Ms. Banks! My brother drank too much beer and fell asleep...then he went in the hotel hall, fell down, drank some more beer, found a fight, and went to prison. I'll never drink beer.
Ms. Banks: Smart Strategy Terrence! Me neither!
Bethy: A what?
Momma: A bickeni wax.
Bethy: Do you say it bikini, or do you really say it bickeni?
Momma: I was just being dumb with you, Bethy.
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Matthew: Grrrreeeeegrrrrrrgrrrrr
Ms. Banks: Please don't growl like that, Matthew.
Matthew: Holla!
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Jumanja: Do you want to come to my teaparty on Saturday?
Ms. Banks: Um...let me think about it.
Jumanja: There will be cake...Chocolate fudge.
Terrence: (not the person Jumanja was asking, but a fat kid with a love of food) Well...I'll think about it...will there be cupcakes?
Jumanja: Yes. Blueberry!!
Terrence: Any other snacks I should know about before I say my final answer?
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Terrence: koooky!
Ms. Banks: Yeah...thank God for small favors!
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Terrence: Ms. Banks! My brother drank too much beer and fell asleep...then he went in the hotel hall, fell down, drank some more beer, found a fight, and went to prison. I'll never drink beer.
Ms. Banks: Smart Strategy Terrence! Me neither!
Tuesday, January 04, 2005
Texas Talk
Bethy: You could never be in Mufty!!
Amy: What Bethy?! because I'm not smart enough?!
Bethy: Yeah...you could never do the double and triple entendres.
CJ: What's an entendre?
Amy: Yeah Bethy...what's a whore?
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Dad: When you were born, your mother was sure that not since Mary and Jesus had there been such a mother and child...and just like Mary and Joseph, she sure that the father didn't have anything to do with the perfect child.
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Amy: I'm updating my blog.
EM: OH...thank God for small favors.
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(Suzie likes to run through the dining room to tap her feet on the wood floor)
Dad: Just listen to that Suzie...she sounds just like a little flamenco dancer.
Mom: That's what I thought: "Damn! Suzie's just like a flamenco dancer."
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Mom: (to Dad) You need to shut-up. We can hear you, you know? You're talking out loud. We can hear you!
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Dad: This dumb ass from Duke is forward stalking us.
Mom: That's the second time he's said that today. There is no such thing as forward stalking.
Dad: She is! She figured out where we were going and then changed her route to forward stalk us.
(the lady from Duke doesn't turn at the light)
Dad: See...she abandoned the pursuit. It was pretty sly of you to not turn your blinker on like that. I love you, pug.
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Dad: Your momma could have made a monk jump a wall at the monestary.
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Mom: I have all of these one dollar bills. I could go to a tit bar.
Dad: That'd be a case of coals to Newcastle.
Girls: What?
Mom: In other words, I have big boobs and so do all of you.
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Mom: I don't use the word "titty"...that'd be gross.
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Mom: Amy, this is such a pretty song...I don't know how you could even think of ruining it with your voice.
Amy: What Bethy?! because I'm not smart enough?!
Bethy: Yeah...you could never do the double and triple entendres.
CJ: What's an entendre?
Amy: Yeah Bethy...what's a whore?
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Dad: When you were born, your mother was sure that not since Mary and Jesus had there been such a mother and child...and just like Mary and Joseph, she sure that the father didn't have anything to do with the perfect child.
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Amy: I'm updating my blog.
EM: OH...thank God for small favors.
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
(Suzie likes to run through the dining room to tap her feet on the wood floor)
Dad: Just listen to that Suzie...she sounds just like a little flamenco dancer.
Mom: That's what I thought: "Damn! Suzie's just like a flamenco dancer."
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Mom: (to Dad) You need to shut-up. We can hear you, you know? You're talking out loud. We can hear you!
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Dad: This dumb ass from Duke is forward stalking us.
Mom: That's the second time he's said that today. There is no such thing as forward stalking.
Dad: She is! She figured out where we were going and then changed her route to forward stalk us.
(the lady from Duke doesn't turn at the light)
Dad: See...she abandoned the pursuit. It was pretty sly of you to not turn your blinker on like that. I love you, pug.
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Dad: Your momma could have made a monk jump a wall at the monestary.
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Mom: I have all of these one dollar bills. I could go to a tit bar.
Dad: That'd be a case of coals to Newcastle.
Girls: What?
Mom: In other words, I have big boobs and so do all of you.
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Mom: I don't use the word "titty"...that'd be gross.
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Mom: Amy, this is such a pretty song...I don't know how you could even think of ruining it with your voice.
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