Regretfully, I don't mean this in a religious way. I'm saying - anytime you're asked a question, you can just say Jesus and it'll solve any confusion or be funny. It's as simple as that.
For example: "Hey Mark, where's Scott?"
me: Oh, he's at the buffet with Jesus
"Mark, how come you still haven't put your laundry away?"
me: um, because i was ice skating with Jesus
this game could go on for a long, long time. You can vary it by adding his disciples.
"Who ate all of the cookies?"
--AH! It was Jesus and his disciples again. Or Scott.
I guess that brings me to another name that makes people laugh. Adding Scott to any conversation. Don't get mad Scotty, you know it's true. "Ugh, I'm so full, I shouldn't of ordered a 15 piece bucket of chicken...I bet Scott will eat it."
On the chance that Scott is there he'll more than likely respond with a "you know me" and take it down like a champ. One of my favorite things about Scott, and I have many, and he does have a
tendency to get picked on which is strongly due to the fact that if you do poke fun at him he usually just shrugs his shoulders and says "F you guys." But that's not my favorite part. My favorite part is when someone tries to make a fat joke at him and says the following - "Scott, go eat a twinkie" or some variation of it...and every time...every single time, Scott replies with, "F you guys, I don't even like Twinkies." aaah, YES! I'm not making fun of the man right now, he just has some of the best catch phrases and dance moves out of anyone I've ever met. There's 
the Scotty shuffle and the Icie Shuffle. I love nothing more than a Marengan man and his inability to dance to R. Kelly. HOT! One day, he'll be at a club, because some people made him go, he'll be blitzed off of rum and cokes (Ron Diaz, baby) and be doing his 'white man's overbite' on the dance floor and there will be some gal who'll just drop her jaw out of white man dancing lust...and Scott will have found his one. So, T - hit up those dance clubs when you get to MI. Use some bad pick up line, like "wanna see my order stick? I'll bring order into your court..."
Anyway, I diverge from my point. Jesus is a great way to answer any question. Serious, funny or just because you don't know.
"I lost my keys!"
-Jesus took them
Money, every time. Actually, it's probably not funny to anyone else but me, but that won't stop me from saying it. "I hate children." --so does Jesus.
It works every time.
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In other news
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Jason Mraz was awesome
In May I'll be seeing Flight of the Conchords. 3rd row balcony. AWESOME
also...
Richie moved out. Way to go Richie. He's no longer confined to "when will you be home? Can you get milk on the way home? I folded and put away your underpants. Why was there a box of condoms left on your bed? Oh they're balloon animals with lube to make it tougher to blow them up? Oh, oh, ok, that makes much more sense."
I'll admit, on the drive through the neighborhood I was initially
scurred. I saw some 2-toned 88 civic with a missing wheel. And by 2-toned I don't mean it was a nice paint job, I mean...you know what I mean. But Rich's (and KKs) building was definitely the nicer building. The only intimidating set of wheels were the massive Harley's. I have this intuition that Rich will one day, on accident, knock them over and run. or pee on them in the middle of the night on inadvertently.
The place is nice. KK had it decked out to the fullest when he arrived. His room is and will be stellar. I've fallen in love with his beach-scene-drive comforter and the rest should be baby-making history. I figure, as long as he doesn't try to do it with his roomie home, or during the day time, he and KK should be fine. I guess the same goes for KK...but her room isn't right next to the living room, either. haha...nothing's more uncomfortable than coming out after that and KK going, "so, what were you two up to?" --uh...napping? yeah, napping...at 215pm.
I think they'll get along great! Way to go Richie.
And when anyone has the free time, make sure to ask KK (or me) about her neighbor in the mesh short who pushed his kid off a bike, and what a dirty gas pump is. :)
Ok - no more blog today. It's been too long, but I've got tons of work left to do.
For example: "Hey Mark, where's Scott?"me: Oh, he's at the buffet with Jesus
"Mark, how come you still haven't put your laundry away?"
me: um, because i was ice skating with Jesus
this game could go on for a long, long time. You can vary it by adding his disciples.
"Who ate all of the cookies?"
--AH! It was Jesus and his disciples again. Or Scott.
I guess that brings me to another name that makes people laugh. Adding Scott to any conversation. Don't get mad Scotty, you know it's true. "Ugh, I'm so full, I shouldn't of ordered a 15 piece bucket of chicken...I bet Scott will eat it."
On the chance that Scott is there he'll more than likely respond with a "you know me" and take it down like a champ. One of my favorite things about Scott, and I have many, and he does have a
tendency to get picked on which is strongly due to the fact that if you do poke fun at him he usually just shrugs his shoulders and says "F you guys." But that's not my favorite part. My favorite part is when someone tries to make a fat joke at him and says the following - "Scott, go eat a twinkie" or some variation of it...and every time...every single time, Scott replies with, "F you guys, I don't even like Twinkies." aaah, YES! I'm not making fun of the man right now, he just has some of the best catch phrases and dance moves out of anyone I've ever met. There's the Scotty shuffle and the Icie Shuffle. I love nothing more than a Marengan man and his inability to dance to R. Kelly. HOT! One day, he'll be at a club, because some people made him go, he'll be blitzed off of rum and cokes (Ron Diaz, baby) and be doing his 'white man's overbite' on the dance floor and there will be some gal who'll just drop her jaw out of white man dancing lust...and Scott will have found his one. So, T - hit up those dance clubs when you get to MI. Use some bad pick up line, like "wanna see my order stick? I'll bring order into your court..."Anyway, I diverge from my point. Jesus is a great way to answer any question. Serious, funny or just because you don't know.
"I lost my keys!"
-Jesus took them
Money, every time. Actually, it's probably not funny to anyone else but me, but that won't stop me from saying it. "I hate children." --so does Jesus.
It works every time.
---------------
In other news
---------------
Jason Mraz was awesome
In May I'll be seeing Flight of the Conchords. 3rd row balcony. AWESOME
also... Richie moved out. Way to go Richie. He's no longer confined to "when will you be home? Can you get milk on the way home? I folded and put away your underpants. Why was there a box of condoms left on your bed? Oh they're balloon animals with lube to make it tougher to blow them up? Oh, oh, ok, that makes much more sense."
I'll admit, on the drive through the neighborhood I was initially
scurred. I saw some 2-toned 88 civic with a missing wheel. And by 2-toned I don't mean it was a nice paint job, I mean...you know what I mean. But Rich's (and KKs) building was definitely the nicer building. The only intimidating set of wheels were the massive Harley's. I have this intuition that Rich will one day, on accident, knock them over and run. or pee on them in the middle of the night on inadvertently.The place is nice. KK had it decked out to the fullest when he arrived. His room is and will be stellar. I've fallen in love with his beach-scene-drive comforter and the rest should be baby-making history. I figure, as long as he doesn't try to do it with his roomie home, or during the day time, he and KK should be fine. I guess the same goes for KK...but her room isn't right next to the living room, either. haha...nothing's more uncomfortable than coming out after that and KK going, "so, what were you two up to?" --uh...napping? yeah, napping...at 215pm.
I think they'll get along great! Way to go Richie.
And when anyone has the free time, make sure to ask KK (or me) about her neighbor in the mesh short who pushed his kid off a bike, and what a dirty gas pump is. :)
Ok - no more blog today. It's been too long, but I've got tons of work left to do.
This is an old one but a great one. Thanks to D for reminding me how awesome this clip of Bubb Rubb is (and lil Sis), "it goes woo WOOOO"
Happy Monday
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