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I'll explain the comics I have up and later I'll add a back story:
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I hated the movie "The Notebook," before I ever even saw it because Alden saw it first and screamed "SAY I'M A BIRD!" (a quote from the movie) at me about 15 times every hour for at least 2 weeks.
The next two were actually posted out of sequence, so I'll fix that here:
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Ah yes...the incident with the pretzel...
I was at work when I got a phone call from my sister.
Alden had pulled some pretzel in plastic out of the freezer and stuck it, plastic wrapping and all, in the microwave for, like, 15 minutes. (this is her first time living on "her own.") She freaked out and called me...That was the whole conversation...when I got home we sat down to have dinner and that's when the next conversation ocurred:
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She did, in fact, have charred pretzel stuck to her cleavage.
I don't know how...we had not even cleaned it up yet...it took me FOREVER to scrape all of the charred pretzel and melted plastic off the tray in the microwave and the apartment still REAKS of smoke.
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I volunteered for a haunted house during the month of October and the back-pack in question went everywhere with me that month. There was everything from fake eye-lashes, to rubber bugs, to candy in that back-pack. (I love October)
Sharing the apartment with us is a dog and three cats who seem to get into everything...which is why she was asking if there was anything in there that had not been opened or chewed upon.
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and yet another movie quote...
This one is from "Legends of the Fall."
It was the father's response (along with a flipping of the bird) to something pertaining to politics. He had had a stroke and could barely talk and when he did, he had to do so out of the corner of his mouth so it came out more like SCREWM...or something like that...
This, of course, was the only part of the movie I paid any attention to.
On to the comic...
We were re-theming the bathroom because my mother had taking it upon herself to buy us a duckie shower curtain...and we needed new mats and stuff, anyway.
So we go to WalMart and spend forever and a day wandering through the bath section looking for duckie themed stuff...there was no duckie themed stuff...we finally got annoyed and that's when we started in with the "SCREW-EM!"
We were running around Walmart flipping off random strangers and yelling "SCREW-EM!" out of the corners of our mouths...yes that's pretty normal behavior for us...
as for the back story...
This would be me:
[IMG]http://pic7.picturetrail.com/VOL207/1187969/2248593/124347598.jpg[/IMG]
and this would be Alden:
We're polar opposites. She's the bouncy, blonde, sorority-type. I'm the mostly quite although incredibly sarcastic type. I'm also the responsible one and she's the giggly liability.
The only thing we have in common besides parents is that we both have ADHD and it makes for interesting conversations.
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I have cats, cable, and a vibrator. What makes you think you can compete?
