Hmm...I smell like coffee and desperation, have a losing raffle ticket, got into a candy-flinging fight, drew on a table, dumped more candy down someone's pants and have sticky elbows from accidentally leaning in syrup.
It must be Night Breakfast time again.
Anyway, I ain't here tonight, I'm over at If I Had A Blog, showcasin' my "artistic talents" with The Widow Lady. Insanity abounds. Go check it out!! NOW.
That's it for here. For realsies.
(At the night breakfast)
Me: "Gimmee Ashley's phone or I'll pour these Nerds down your shirt!"
Chris: "I dare you!"
Me: *pours the box of candy down the back of his shirt*
Chris: "AGh! What...why...I can't move my back or it'll-" *leans forward* "AAAAHHH, THEY'RE ALL FALLING INTO MY PANTS"