The Brattychick

"Humperdink. I hardly know her dink."

"I have a trick quest-I have a question...I'll wait till you forget about this."

"I think I'm going straight to hell...or I'm going to be reincarnated as a blade of grass that gets pooped on every day by a dog."

Adam: Who's that burbling ? Heidi: I dunno. Some asshole driving like an asshole. Adam: Burble?

Dexter: Are you happy that you're catching fake little animals and enslaving them? Miles: They're real and it's okay.

"Baby,  I'll  buy the crap outta some jewelry.  I buy some right, tomorrow."

Heidi: I had a bi boyfriend once. Miles: That's nice. That means you were plucked from a larger group.

After walking in the bathroom... "Someone was leaking all day!"

"Eat a pop-tart before you eat real food."

"NO! No hips don't lie in my house!"

“In any moment of decision, the best thing you can do is the right thing, the next best thing is the wrong thing, and the worst thing you ca n do is nothing.” -Theodore Roosevelt

Cole: (pointing at whiteboard) Ipad sign up 4:20! Heidi: What? Cole: Ipad sign up 4:20! Heidi: Ugh. Why are you in high school? Cole: I don't know. Heidi: Stop saying that.

Dexter: Look at that sign. It says Cord for Board. Heidi: Yeah. Dexter: it should just say cord board. Because that's what it is. It's a board.

Neandertom Orzo Coblinn Spherical Copter Thornado

My poem about the perfect father featured on Yahoo!

Don't agree to write a piece on depression

me : Find me on words What is your thing Kate : Vladra its my DK in Wow's name lawl me : You are not speaking inglis Kate : its the name of my death knight on world of warcraft me : Lol I know Mickey translated Kate : lol I got a new toon now too, Chris and I are going to level Goblins together mine's name is Oubangui his toon's name is turtlehead I win points for creativity not so sure about him... lol me : I got a new stuffed animal that I named Flffdfr. If I leveled him I think he would be less cuddly. Kate : yeah level isn't so much cuddling me : I'm going to get a fainting space goat

Here it comes. The race to unconsciousness. It always makes for interesting writing. Tonight I feel the anger and disquiet bubbling up. They are threatening to make me not funny this evening. I can feel my soul writhing around inside myself recently. Twisting and turning and nothing is comfortable. Usually this is a sign of breakthrough ahead. I hope so.

"You have to push it or it won't screw. I know things like that."

Regarding one of our group walking on the other side of a light pole ... "We split the pole. Bad luck comin' y'all. She's not gonna split the tree. That's nature."