Me: "So I guess someone took your Froot Loops." Danielle: "Yeah I guess it was Azure and her sisters." Me: "Why not Yiyi?" Danielle: "Yiyi wouldn't take my Loops. She knows those were mine. She was stocking up on protein and Powerade. Besides, there's no time to eat Froot Loops in space."
Me: "I can't believe you thought Yiyi was going into space." Danielle: "My project isn't meaty. It's not meat. It's like tofu. I want steak."
Danielle: "It would be so much better if we lived close. Then, I could get drunk, come have a boring day, and go home and party again. Instead of cards." Yaagnik: "The French are terrible at war. Look at what happened in World War II. The Germans were like, 'Hey, we're attacking you,' and the French just said, 'Oh come right in! But don't break anything.' Yaagnik: "And the French language...it just sounds all nasally. It sounds like they're just building up phlegm in their throats. 'Un, deux, trois.' What a disgusting language. And if French is the building up of phlegm, then Hebrew is just spitting it all out. KCHHH!!" Danielle: "And there was a party, and they called it 'Black Night,' like, black as in black people. That's so wrong. I can't believe they did that. They all dressed like thugs and drank beer out of 40s [40 ounce bottles]. I went."
Me: "If you drank 20 drinks, you'd have a blood alcohol content of .04%."
Yaagnik: "Why are we pissing like this? We've been pissing the whole afternoon."
Me: "Are you listening to that hard drive?" Yaagnik: "I am the maestro of procrastination." Me: "That's not a half, it's more like five tenths."
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