You should type "This is the eight page paper that broke Megan's Mind."
I know Elise, but it's all I could get out of her, she went around singing Winnie the Pooh and typing gibberish. I know it's only a paragraph, but please take it!
Megan: oh dear, I don't think I should write this paper tonight, I'm going to be like... "And they said she shouldn't work out in the field because she was a woman, well, do you know what I think of that?!?!"
Adie: I'm going to cut down the crops with my vajayjay.
Adie: This shirt feels like vajayjay. Megan: You would know. Adie: I would, actually. Megan: How would you know? ...Oh, right. Adie: Yeah, I have one of my very own. After a year on layaway. Megan: Still waiting for the breasts then, are you?
Katie: Have you heard about Poetry Brothels? Ros: Do you have sex and then read poetry? Logan: Don't be so lewd Ros, you read the poetry first and then have sex.
Katie: I like doing things with my hands *trails off and gives the "chickens" look* Megan whispers to Adie: She likes doing chickens with her hands. Adie: In the Bible that's a no-no.
Logan: I have an apple, his name is Fred. Megan: AHHHH he just ate Fred's face, no the butt! Logan: No, the back of his head...apples don't have butts.
Ros: But I don't want babies. Katie: But what if I want babies? Ros: Then we can have little furry ones. Katie: But I'm pregnant and I'm going to have a little baby boy, with a mustache, named Javier.
Katie: How could anyone love him? Scooter: I'm sure someone loves him. Katie: Actually, so and so does. Scooter: Are they dating? Katie: Yeah. Megan: Well that works out well.
Megan: My dad use to eat ants by dipping them in chocolate. 'Like mmm, crunchy.' Adie: Ants aren't that bad except for fire ants. Megan: ooh, spicy. Adie: More like, ooh, POISON!!!
Katie (in the bedroom talking to a friend on skype): Someone just texted me a photo of salad. Emily (in the living room with Megan): I wish someone would text me a photo of salad. The next time I see a salad, I'm going to text a photo of it to you Megan.
Katie: William Shatner is 80? How can he be 80? Does that man never age? It's like Bob Ross's trees! I just don't understand. Megan: How do you not understand Bob Ross's happy trees? Katie: It's like three swipes of a paint brush and there's a freakin' mountain! I just don't understand and I never will.
Megan: I have the immune system of a... Adie: I feel like that metaphor hasn't been explored. Megan: What has a good immune system? Adie: You should google 'species with the best immune system.' Megan: Elves! Adie: Yes. Megan *reading from Google* "Sharks have the best immune system able to resist disease, even Cancer." Adie: There ya go. Lindsay: Chuck Norris. Adie: So your options are sharks, elves and Chuck Norris.
Megan: Emily's just so popular. Adie: Yeah, I texted Megan and was all like, I haz your Emily in our apartment. Megan: Yeah, we were going to fight over you. Emily: I can be everyone's Emily. Adie: I don't think we should do the whole multiple personalities thing. Emily: I just thought that would be fun.
Megan: Everyone's a little bit of a sociopath... Adie: ...Sometimes, but that doesn't mean we go around committing...murder Megan: That doesn't work. Adie: Nothing rhymes with sociopath. Emily and Elizabeth: Math... Megan: Doesn't mean we go around committing MATH! Adie: It has to rhyme with the whole word. Megan: Don't be such a... Elizabeth: Stickler. Adie: I was going to say Nazi.
Katie: I got you begonias for Valentine's Day! Megan: I got YOU begonias for Valentine's Day! *both squee and embrace* Katie: Who needs boys? Megan: When you have begonias!!!
Megan: So, there's a guy holding them both over a cliff and you have to choose one! Katie: NOOOOO! Why do my hypothetical situations come back to bite me in the butt?
Orion: Yeah, the heart keeps beating after you rip it out of a person's chest. You can even cut it up and put it on a plate and it still beats. Emily: A Plate? Adie: Yes, a silver platter.
Ros: He gave me this article that likened getting your ears cleaned to sex. Adie: Well, the ear is one of the 7 alternative erogenous zones... Orion: There are seven?!?!?!
Adie:...and she will call down the wrath of God so the car explodes. Megan: How can she do that, she's an athiest. Adie: she was raised Polish Catholic, He's like, "eh, ok, for old time's sake". Megan: *skeptical look* Adie: Hey, this is my God we're talking about, he's a cynical son-of-a-bitch. Megan: He's not the son of anything. Adie: Hey yeah, if he calls himself a son-of-a-bitch does that mean He's insulting Himself?
Isa: Oh look, they're jousting. I need a blue and a red marker for good and evil. Oh no, the good guy is supposed to be winning. Megan: Well, the good guy always get knocked around for a while Isa: Yeah, now we need a girl, and she's up here watching, like Men in Tights. And the good guy hits this...ten points! Now the bad guy is knocked out of the window and the girl and the guy kiss and go watch a movie. But the bad guy finds a giant robot tractor! *Adie's chair* And runs them over, killing the girl, and putting the good guy in a 35 year coma The End.
Megan: I haven't seen that movie *Katie sticks Megan's finger in Megan's nose* Emily: You really haven't seen Saving Private Ryan? *Megan sticks her boogery finger in Katie's face* Emily: I was trying to have a conversation, but it kinda fell apart.
Megan: Go. Go! GO!!! Angelina: From in here it doesn't sound like you are watching football... Megan: What? Oh, I get it...well I was busy watching the ball.
...none really, just a couple of college kids wanting to share inspiration with the world. That and we hope to one day sell the idea for billions of dollars and watch as it gets made into a film. Bwahaha. ~Megan
...there is just so many stupid comments and weird stuff going on that we just had to share! If we didn't, things could get ugly (in the explodey kind of way). ~Adie
Pure narcissism, obviously. We just find ourselves so dang amusing that we want to record for posterity. Teehee...posterior.... ~Katie