Monday, February 28, 2011

*while listening to the radio*

Abel: Drizzy Drake? Sounds like a duck with a venereal disease.
Diem: heh..."Yo, I'm Drizzy Drake, and right now, I'm taking penicillin."

Sunday, February 27, 2011

While shopping...
Diem: ...I want shoes like him?*looking at some random customer with converse type shoes*
Abel: really?
Diem: why not?
Abel: you've always been more of a sneaker guy.
Diem: I'm expanding my horizons. *beat* besides. If I get shoes like him, I can get the intersect in my head!

Friday, February 25, 2011

Abel: oh look! Tetherball!
Diem: yeah. They're playing it right. Stupid kids.
Abel: whu?
Diem: yeah. Supposed to whip that sucker!!
Abel: yeah, break the wrists of your fellow classmates!
Diem: nah. Tear it off and go play kickball with it. *pause, laughs* go play a /real/ game!

Sunday, February 6, 2011

Diem: they said mary magdalene was a whore, right?
Abel: as far as I know, yeah.
Diem: so who was she with?
Abel: ...you mean...whod she whore with?
Diem: yeah. Who was she with?
Abel: ...I don't know if whores keep a client list.
Diem: I don't know, I mean, 'whore' is a little harsh. She was probably more high class.
Abel: what? Why?
Diem: because she hung out with jesus! The son of god or whatever! I want to know how to get on /that/ list.
Abel: ...yo want to have the same whore that followed jesus around.
Diem: yeah! Not /that's/ exclusivity.

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