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Friday, March 29, 2002
"Get some sleep."
"Eat some crackers. Have a baby."
-- Megan and Sarah
:: Kellie 3/29/2002 11:27:00 PM [+] ::
Monday, March 25, 2002
"If I come home pregnant, it's your fault."
-- Sam (to Allison, Megan, and Michelle)
:: Kellie 3/25/2002 09:00:00 AM [+] ::
Sunday, March 24, 2002
"OK, I have a story for you. This guy got dickslapped. The end."
-- Dan (imitating Josh)
"We're Germans, and today we started a bakery."
-- Michelle (ask her.)
"So, I'll have teeth."
-- Helena
"Goddammit, I'm being loud again!"
-- Helena
:: Kellie 3/24/2002 10:29:00 AM [+] ::
Wednesday, March 20, 2002
"She's guessing that they were definitely doing something."
-- My brother Will, sharing some gossip at the dinner table.
:: Kellie 3/20/2002 10:23:00 PM [+] ::
Tuesday, March 19, 2002
"The average flamingo does not wish to be used as a croquet mallet."
-- Marchette Chute in "Getting at the Truth"
"Daisies aren't red."
"Oh. True dat."
-- Mrs. Moore and Megan T.
:: Kellie 3/19/2002 09:58:00 AM [+] ::
Tuesday, March 12, 2002
"If you had a hatbox that talked to you, you would keep it."
-- Katie Sebald
:: Kellie 3/12/2002 10:02:00 PM [+] ::
Thursday, March 07, 2002
"No wonder people don't eat paper."
--Kellie
:: Kellie 3/07/2002 01:06:00 PM [+] ::
Monday, March 04, 2002
"I met another woman, I'm leaving your mother."
-- Katie Pacilio
"Rae's script is on crack!"
"No, Rae's on crack, and her script is a helpless victim."
-- Michelle Ball & Katie Pacilio
"You're like a white ball of head."
-- Katie Pacilio, to Rob
:: Kellie 3/04/2002 05:42:00 PM [+] ::
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