QOTDs:
Thomas: As soon as he turned around, I touched it.

Justin: Okay, so women can be on their backs--
Jacob: On their fronts--
Justin: On top--
Thomas: Or in the kitchen!

Thomas: It's like he's the mob...
Me: Yes, the dreaded Madison Mafia.

Thomas: He's probably talking to his Brit goth friends right now saying "she's not going to like meeee" with the tears smearing his mascara down his face.
Me: Hey! Eyeliner! And he's actually working at a lesbian wedding.
Thomas: With the tears smearing his eyeliner down his face. "It's so beautiful..."
Me: He is so going to hit you over the head.

Thomas: Say something.
David: Hello. And/or "something".
Thomas: Emily needs a QOTD.
David: How about a quote of your MOTHER. Because days suck... and so does your mother. I guess. As do vacuum cleaners.
Thomas: That'll do.