i've never had so much fun with vomit before
in keeping with a tradition not yet in place but one i am trying to institute, the summary of my affairs of the evening shall, once again, be expressed through the various quotes of the evening (the majority of which i authored):
"tracy!" —misha
"misha!" —me
"that's a cute outfit" —misha
(exit me)
"wow, pom really makes the taste go away" —me
...
"woah" (wavers) "i guess pom" (wavers and sits) "really made the taste go away" —me
"hiiiiya!" (rolling over the coutch and kicking...sort of) —sofia
"sofia you've got something on your shirt" —me
"where? (looking down) —sofia
"ha!" —me
"owww..." (rubbing nose)
...
"zeke you have something on your shirt" —will
"shut up, man" —zeke
(finally looking down) "damn it pucci! just because you don't drink it doesn't mean you gotta get it all over me!"
(laughs guiltily while leaving the room) —me
"don't go yet..." —will
(eyes directed towards a rather large pile of clothing) "um, is zeke alright?" —martha
(realizing that the clothing is really a passed out zeke) "i hope so" —me
"wanna go poke him?" —martha
"sooo danny...why aren't you hooking up with a hot senior tonight" —sofia
(points) —danny
(somewhere in a distant corner of the house) "blah!" —lucas
...
(walking into that distant corner of the house) "uh, sick dude" —will
(walking really slowly back) "um, jessie..."
"all right" (claps hands authoritatively) "sam, everyone else did something already...i need you to take the trash can and get it out of the house" —me
"all right fine" —sam
(smiles sheepishly and sits back down) —me
...
"zeke" (same clap) "i need you to take this sponge and clean the carpet" —me
"ugh, all right fine" —zeke
(mouth gapes in amazement) "how did you just...?" —will
(bites finger sheepishly) —me
"vomit hands!" (holding out rubber gloves) —sam
"aaaaah!" (runs away) —hayley
(dancing) "one way or another..." —jessie (doing dishes), hayley (wiping table), me (taking out trash)
"...and then i found 20 dollars" —me
"wait, bitch that's my money!" —jessie
(laughs uncontrollably) —me and hayley
"hayley is the whitest white girl i know" —me
"oh yeah?" (arm movement you'd have to see to believe) —hayley

1 Comments:
Tracy.... uh....
what?
6:32 PM
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