We have just essentially pushed all pillows, blankets, stuffed animals, and general squishy things off our beds and onto the floor. If you have ever met one of us, or seen either of our beds, you can imagine the sizeable mound on the rug right now. We each have a heaping bowl of popcorn, soon to be topped with pretzel m&m’s. We also have Case 39. The doors are locked. The blinds are...
Why the people below us shouldn't be loud.
Kyla: *Grabs book* "I'll do it!"
Ana: Do it Kyla! Do it!
Kyla: *Drops book*
All: *Hysterical giggling*
Kyla: They shut up!
Ana: I wish we had more heavy books... we could send a barrage at them.
Kyla: It'd be like Hiroshima! Ohmygod! Are they Asian?!
My roommate and I apparently have balls, but we keep them clean. Questions? Watch the new Jenna Marbles video.
“You hand them the tools to make a happy little birdhouse of happiness. Why don’t I have my happy little birdhouse of happiness?! I have a pile of sticks of despair!!!”
Brittani: "Did you fart?"
Brittani: "I smell ass."
Kyla: (frantically tries to open the window, fails, collapses on her bed laughing)
Brittani: "We're gonna suffocate! We're gonna die!"
Ana gets confused, part III
Brittani: I've always wanted to try lamb.
Ana: What, like a LAN party?
Brittani: What? What did you say?
Ana: Like, hooking up your computers with a wire?
Brittani: Lamb! Like the food!