Me: Miaka and Kagome should have like...a screaming contest.
Friend: ...they should shoot each other in the face.
*listening to my mom talk to someone working at Pawn Shop*
Lady: Yeah, they're making an announcement about a concert tomorrow morning at 7.
Mom: It's probably going to be someone like Soulja Boi or someone.
Me: @-@ No one has heard from him in years mother. Omg.
My friend and I talking about Angel's Feather. (Aka the most confusing, almost pointless 2 episode anime ever. Sort of.)
Me: Idk why we can't take this show seriously.
Friend: Maybe it's because we have no idea what's going on to begin with. "What's he gonna do with those?!" *Referring to tiny wings*
Me: "IT'S THE ROTATING CHEESE."
Friend: My sister can't take it seriously either.
Me: It's just so incredibly random
and I mean. those wings. seriulsy. what use are those?!
and theres so many characters all at once, and at first you're like "okay, I totally got this, I know the cahracters. " and then the show is like "nu. eff you bitch, here's some more characters to eff your life up, and some mini wings with a side of spinning cheese."
Me and Friend: *silence*
Me: I should get paid to make summaries. Just saying.
Note: This makes so much more sense between her and I. I swear to god.
Music player: *Plays Welcome to Detroit*
Me: OH MY GOD. I haven't heard this song forever. *Pumps it up in my headphones, bobbing in my chair like the white chick I am*
Me: Send a question?
Me: A number?
Me: ...A color?
Me: Anyone there?
Me: Forever Alone.
Me: It's freaking hot in my room, but I'm afraid of opening my window.
*Brother stares at me*
Me: *Hesitantly opens window*
Me: ...Is it sad that I'm actually nervous to open a window right now, cause I'm convinced the zombies are here?
Brother: Yes. It is.
Me: So everybody on the internet is freaking out over that guy in Florida.
Kristin: It's just a cannibal, or some guy on drugs.
Me: Well...think of it this way. This is just how EVERY zombie movie starts. It shows up on the news as a simple man being bitten, covering up the actual story. There were a few other stories too.
Kristin: Oh my god, you're right.
Me: Of course I am. You know the government.
Kristin: It's like Umbrella all over again!
Me: Just what I was thinking.
Me: We need to start preparing. Whether it's real or not...that's just what the government wants us to think. That it's fake.
Kristin: Let's do this.
*Hears loud banging upstairs*
Me: AH. THAT'S A ZOMBIE.
Me: I bet they're dead.
*Hears more noises from outside*
Me: *Too afraid to check my window*
Me: TUMBLR, what have you done to me?! Stupid Miami Cannibal. Screw you too. Screw you with a spork. A flaming spork.
Mostly likely TL;DR, but you should read it. Cus…my friend’s and I discuss Zombies. Fuck picture quality, apparently.
Me talking to my friend about something awesome.
Me: So I saw this woman that's like 7 foot 4. SHE'S HUGE.
Friend: Is she real?
Me: Yeah. She lives in Holland...or something.
Friend: Tumblr right?
Me & Friend: HAHAHAHA. xD