Syrup: "I just drooled up my nose. How did I do that??"
Hashbrowns: "You have powers that others only dream of."
Monday, January 9, 2012
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
On ingratitude.
HB: "Do people really need new iPhones so badly that they literally hate their parents for not giving them one? That's what Twitter says."
Monday, October 24, 2011
On Halloween.
Syrup (as she brushes her wig, which she has set upon Kiki's head): "This is the nerdiest costume I've ever worn."
Kiki: "Nuh uh. There was that other one."
S: "Which one?"
K: "Charmander."
S: "I was never Charmander! I can't believe you remember that name. I think you're the nerd."
K: "I'd be Charmander. That'd be a cool costume, with all the fire."
Kiki: "Nuh uh. There was that other one."
S: "Which one?"
K: "Charmander."
S: "I was never Charmander! I can't believe you remember that name. I think you're the nerd."
K: "I'd be Charmander. That'd be a cool costume, with all the fire."
Monday, June 6, 2011
Maybe you'd better take a break from Facebook.
Kiki (waking up suddenly): "Oh! Syrup, I just had a dream about Facebook, and on my Feed it said, "Robert Lawson Likes: Before beating up father, giving him a long, cool stare while drinking gin." It's the only thing I can remember from my entire Home page."
France!
HB: "You should get with a French man."
Syrup: "I wouldn't know how to negotiate consent or STI testing or condoms."
HB: "Avez-vous un manteau pour ton penis?"
S: "--pour ton coq? Do you have a coat for your rooster?"
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HB: "Alouette, voulez-vous un macaron? Quelle dommage! ...I'm taunting the pigeons in French."
Syrup: "I wouldn't know how to negotiate consent or STI testing or condoms."
HB: "Avez-vous un manteau pour ton penis?"
S: "--pour ton coq? Do you have a coat for your rooster?"
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HB: "Alouette, voulez-vous un macaron? Quelle dommage! ...I'm taunting the pigeons in French."
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Why do they use tables when they have perfectly good bellies?
(HB and Syrup are on Skype. HB adjusts her webcam so Syrup is looking up at her, it seems, from the vantage point of her lap.)
Syrup: "It's like I'm on your tummy!"
HB: "Aww yeah, it's like you're my clam."
Syrup: "..your clam?"
HB: "Yeah, like an otter with a clam on its belly."
Syrup: "Ohhh. That is not how I took it at all."
Bonus!
HB: "I'm so bald. I look like a Renaissance painting."
Syrup: "It's like I'm on your tummy!"
HB: "Aww yeah, it's like you're my clam."
Syrup: "..your clam?"
HB: "Yeah, like an otter with a clam on its belly."
Syrup: "Ohhh. That is not how I took it at all."
Bonus!
HB: "I'm so bald. I look like a Renaissance painting."
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
The country's going to hell in some variety of basket.
Syrup: "Aaaahhh! Why, why, WHY would Republicans bitch about the deficit, only to extend tax cuts that added $700 billion dollars to our national debt, and then reduce that debt by only $60 billion, by cutting programs that we actually NEED?"
Kiki: "They have a plan."
Syrup: "What?? What is it!? What could it possibly be!? Where is this country going?? To hell, most likely."
Kiki: "Yep."
Syrup: "In a handbasket."
Kiki: "No, more likely just some random basket."
Kiki: "They have a plan."
Syrup: "What?? What is it!? What could it possibly be!? Where is this country going?? To hell, most likely."
Kiki: "Yep."
Syrup: "In a handbasket."
Kiki: "No, more likely just some random basket."
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