#bizarre conversations

[lindaghill]

320. Scenes from the Second Seat on the Right

320. Scenes from the Second Seat on the Right

Tuesday, July 17th, 5:00pm Kyra (and Bruce)

  Kyra sits at the window. Bruce takes the seat beside her.

Kyra: That’s a nice plant you’ve got there.

Bruce: (hugs his plant) She’s my friend.

Kyra: Aww, that’s nice. Does she have a name?

Bruce: (smiles) Dinner.

Kyra: You’re going to eat your friend?

Bruce: (looks horrified) NO! That’s her name.

Kyra: That’s a weird name.

Bruce:It’s her karma. Her…

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[love-thegothicartist]

My 14 year-old brother: I wish I had more siblings (he means brothers)

My mom: Well, the only sibling you have is your sister

Me, a 22 year-old raccoon look-alike whose existance runs in caffeine and looks like trash, mouth full with bread: Ta-daa!!! :3

[lindaghill]

286. Scenes from the Second Seat on the Right

286. Scenes from the Second Seat on the Right

Wednesday, June 13th, 5:00pm Fred (and Rachael)

  Fred sits at the window with a large cloth bag. Rachael takes the seat beside him.

Fred: (looking in the bag) Ooohh moomoomoomoo. Ohhh mommomooomooomoo.

Rachael strains to look at him with her eyes, without turning her head.

Fred: (looking in the bag) Oooohhh mooomooomoo. You’re just so cute! Ooohh moomoomoo …

Rachael: (leans over to look)What you…

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[lindaghill]

285. Scenes from the Second Seat on the Right

285. Scenes from the Second Seat on the Right

Tuesday, June 12th, 4:00pm Zoey (and Bradley)

  Zoey sits at the window. Bradley takes the seat beside her, carrying a large cloth bag.

Bradley: SHHHH!!!

Zoey: Are you talking to me?

Bradley: SSHHHH!!!!! (in a stage whisper) I got the stuff!

Zoey: I’m sorry, I don’t know you. And I have no idea what you’re talking about.

Bradley: (whispering) Look!

Bradley opens his bag. Zoey peers inside.

Zoey:A…

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[love-thegothicartist]

Bff: *says something mean*

Me: *gasp*

Me: How DARE you say something like that to me?! It's already enough with the constant reminder that I'm such a failure

Bff: Since when have you told yourself that??

Me: 9th grade

Bff: Oh, I'm sorr- wait, wasn't that the year we met??

Me: yee

Me: I also remind myself of how much of a failure you are. I mean, look at you...

Bff: ¬¬

[love-thegothicartist]

That time me and my Broski had a meme battle and I won :D

[love-thegothicartist]

One of my many bizarre conversations with my Bff, whom I labeled as “Broski” (I’m labeled “Alice”)

[kellyanthropologicallyspeaking]

Plant stop laughing, I just overheard my nine year old brother and his friend having a discussion about meditation, they've concluded that it means bad luck in England