So, first off, I think I need to recommend "Running With Scissors," a movie I watched last night. I laughed pretty hard, and it ALMOST cracked away the thick candy shell around my heart, and brought some tears to my eyes. Perhaps I sound like a critic, perhaps not because I said I had candy as part of one of my organs; regardless, it was good, so go watch it.
Now, perhaps it's weird that I get much of my humour out of others mistakes, but, well... I do. So anyways, I was talking to my mom the other day about directions to the UBC Hospital. She was telling me to take a certain road and I asked her a few details about this road, to make sure I knew which one she was talking about.
"Is it the one that has two forests on either side and a median in the middle?"
"Yeah, yeah that's the one. Oh and the road is like...cement."
She wasn't kidding. I had to use all my will power not to comment. Wow, I'm such a nice daughter.
P.S. Do you like my Plato sculpture?
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you mean the sculpture of my dad? don't lie, i know you modeled it after him. fuck this plato nonsense.
shhhhhh
Your mom sounds hilarious, the sculpture is good !
and also, get the fuck out of my masturbatorium. and don't cook your cat. or starve it to death under a laundry basket. deal?
i watched the flick, MegO. I can relate to why you enjoyed it; I have a malicious streak in me that far surpasses yours. Needless to add I found it hilarious in places...as well as charming in others. i recommend to you a movie i saw called 'the science of sleep'.
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