Heeee. The word of the day today is quotidian (occurring or returning daily). Anyone else loving the irony?

Also: new blue ribbon banner down there, it's spiffier and rotates and stuff but it clashes a bit. Opinions, please? Comment whether I should keep or switch back.

QOTDs:
Thomas: I want to be a stud muffin.
Becca: Thomas, you're not even a bagel.

Ryan: [goes up to an asian hooker] "Hey, baby...wanna cuddle while we watch a movie? I'll pay you for it."

Thomas: I have three holes.

"The land of urination... aka Canadia"

Me: Hi.
Ryan: Hey.
Ryan (five minutes later): So... that was productive.

Kels: I'll walk up to every single guy in London wearing eyeliner and be like "James?"

SAVE THE CIVETS!

QOTDs:
Me(while playing BS): Three queens... four if you count Thomas.

Thomas: British loser.
Me: Ooh, James is going to kick your ass.
Thomas: Oh, I'm so scared, he's going to buy an airplane and fly over here and kick my ass!
Me: ...
Thomas: Actually kinda scared now.
James: Tell Thomas I won't kick his ass right now... I don't want him to see it coming.

"If you know what I mean."

Thomas: We got a flat tire. I changed it. She timed it.
Me: It was astonishingly manly.
Kels: Cut to Thomas flailing his hands and whimpering "I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DOOOO!" while Emily changes the tire.

Wooooorrrrrrrds.

QOTDs:
Angel: I'm not as violent as you. You are a very strange girl. You seem so candy sweet on the outside, and hot sauce on the in!

James: Someone's stolen Emily and replaced her with a goat!

Thomas: Chillax!
Me: Oh, you are NOT cool enough to get away with chillax.
Thomas: What are you talking about? I invented chillax.
Me: No, you didn't.
Thomas: Well, I was there when it was invented. I kind of... absorbed its...
Me and Thomas in unison: Essence?
Thomas: Oh, we rock.

Stefan: Stefan heart hot dog.

I'm sure that Ryan and David both said very funny things this evening, and possibly Thomas as well, but I can't remember any... so... if any of you read this and remember some, then stick them in the comments.

QOTDs:
James: Soup comes in tins, surely!

QOTDs:
Thomas: Now I SWEAR I'm not going to drop it this time!!!
Me: Oh, Thomas... that's not even the ticket.

Hermione: Harry, are you all right?
[British Accent] Me: I don't know, Hermione... I think I just experienced my first erection!

James: You know, you hear cats purring, they're not actually purring, they're drilling. You hear them behind the sofa and your friends say, "oh, your cat's drilling", and then it comes out and says "No, no, I don't know what you heard, it's purring you're thinking of... I'm a cat, you see."

James: My Badgers are lazy. I swear, I walked into the den the other day and they were all asleep!
Me: They're worn out from banging the aardvarks.

Ryan (getting whipped by hair): Agh!
Me: Sorry, sorry, it's way too long, I need to get like three inches chopped off.
Phil: Wow, I wish I had that problem.

Ryan: Honestly, I ate everything. Bicknell... if you'd visited me that day, I would have eaten you. Not kidding. I really would have eaten you, and not in the good way.
Bicknell: Heh, I call you... "RYAN JEWELL HUNGRY!!!" ... you eat me through the phone...

That's right, folks, the weather is cold enough... Big Black Coat is BACK, baby!

In other news, Thomas should get well. Let's all think happy thoughts of wellness for Thomas.

Also, in looking back over old posts trying to find the maypole conversation reference link, I've determined I miss David muchly. He's so funny.

QOTDs:
Kels: You couldn't be ugly, if you were I wouldn't talk to you. I'd say 'Shut up, you're ugly.' All ugly people should be buried in a hole to procreate with other ugly people and make ugly babies to use for shooting practice.
That's the best I could discern from the recording, it was a bit noisy in that room. There, Kels, it was not in vain.

James: I hope there wasn't too much mauling.
Me: What?
James: Mauling?
Me: Morling?
James: What lions do.
Me: Oh, roaring?
James: Sigh.
It went on for a bit... actually reminded me of me and Thomas' whole maypole discussion.

Becca said something funny but I can't remember it. Sadness.

Also, I would like to state with much jubilation that James actually said in reference to my British accent: "You practically sound more English than I do!"

QOTDs:
Roete: Emily... I want to do horrible things to you.
Me: Do they involve hurting me with knives and stuff?
Roete: Horrible sexual things.
David: Which could include hurting her with knives.

Becca: Find... destroy...

Thomas: As they say, bros before hos.

QOTDs:
Sarah: All of a sudden I have a huge meat craving.
Me: Mmmm. Meat.
Thomas: Meat is good for the soul.
Me: Are you implying that vegetarians have no souls?
Thomas: Yes. Or if they do, they're very very dark souls.

QOTDs:
Thomas (while arm wrestling me): James! James! James!
Me: What the hell are you doing?
Thomas: It's your weakness! James!
For those of you who were curious, I did burst out laughing and Thomas did win. Man's a brilliant strategist, apparently.

James: And for those of you who have just joined us, Emily is a crazy person.

Thomas: Have you ever noticed that we're not supposed to stare directly at the nicest looking things? Sunrises, sunsets, eclipses, breasts...

"Secrets, odorless and colorless, resemble air. Like air, secrets exist everywhere. A society needs secrets to function." ~ Lambert '03

Me: Know who he almost reminds me of? Clay Aiken.
Kels: Ah, I can see that. He's like a gay goth Clay Aiken. Oh, wait. A goth Clay Aiken.
In light of this, I think we should rename him Spames Aiken, since neither halves of Spames resemble Clay Aiken whatsoever as far as I can tell.

QOTDs:
Kevin: Now... I have to wonder... is sperm flammable?
Me: Wha... why would you... why??
Cook: Just be grateful we're not talking about your boobs.

Thomas (to Becca as she unbuttons his shirt): You suck at undressing people.

Becca: Thomas, we're naming our 52nd child "Merp".
Me: Hee, I had a baby with Seonha called Seonhanemily Zbaby Parkoenig... also a few with some other people but Thomas ate them!
Thomas: I didn't!
Becca: Thomas, you ate babies???
Thomas: No I-- oh wait, the whole "I will eat your firstborn" thing, yeah, I did.

QOTDs:
Autumn: I keep seeing that man over there and thinking it's someone I know, but no, it's not James.
Me (wailing and scaring Autumn who I've just met): It's not James!

Sarah: I'll bang YOUR gavel.

Becca: I've slept with everyone! I won't even know who these people are, and they'll walk up to me and say "thanks for last night, baby".

Becca: I enjoyed your banging, Thomas.
Me: Becca looks like a whore!
For the record... I thought Becca's outfit was amazing, and I want that shirt. I wouldn't have the spectacular cleavage quite the way she does -- I mean, you can't even help looking at it! it's just there! -- but it was gorgeous. And not hookerish.

Sarah: Don't eat the flower!
Me: I'm not going to eat the flower! I'm not going to to eat the flower!

Me: Becca, please don't kill us? I just don't want to die before I've kissed James, you cool with that?
Sarah: What's WRONG with you? You'd be satisfied with a kiss? You're going to DIE!
Me: Well... I... damnit, Sarah!

"But... boobies!"

QOTDs:
Byrne: It's the one with the man holding the giant meatball on the cover.

Thomas: I'll quote of your the day.

Me (punching Jacob lightly in the shoulder region): Hey.
Jacob: Someone just punched me in the shoulder.
Me: Gasp! Who would do such a thing?
Jacob: I can think of one person. Only one.
Me: In all the world?
Jacob: Heh, yes, though it's not usually your style.
Me: What is my style?
Jacob: Clawing. Although you haven't done that in a while now.
Me: Have the scars faded?
Jacob: Almost.

QOTDs:
Kels: I am Osama Bin Laden, and your crotch is the Twin Towers.
Thomas: But... it's not like I have two.
Kels: Good point. I am Osama Bin Laden, and your crotch is the Pentagon.
Me: The pentagonal crotch region, huh?
Thomas: Can we get off this subject?
Becca: I'm going to poke you now.
Me: Yes, Becca, I'm sure you'll give him a poke.

Thomas: So, I hear you told Becca I was a jerk.
Me: I would never call you a jerk, why would I?
Thomas: It was about the whole Kristen/Kelsey thing.
Me: Oh, right, you're a jerk.
Thomas: Hypocrite.
Me: Well, you were! And she asked about it, it's not like it was random, as if I walk up to people and say, "Hi, my name's Emily and Thomas betrayed me a few years ago!"
Thomas: Emily, the sad thing is, I can completely see you doing that.

Kat (on viewing the cowbell video): What. The. Fuck?!? What's that supposed to mean?
Me: It's a representation of the existentialist absentism of a filial deist love.

Jacob's sketch of Rishi pushing his merry self off a cliff onto me and Thomas as we recite or paraphrase lines from Othello ("he's going to lie ON us!" is a play on words with Othello's speech in which he wonders whether they're lying with or lying on Desdemona). This never fails to make me giggle, if you get the context and stuff, which I'm sure you don't. But maybe you'll enjoy our cartoon representations according to Jacob (I like the craziness of my hair).


Me and Thomas go psychotic again.