tirsdag 13. mai 2008

Waps

Desmond McGarrighan: We're talking about a story we read last week, Max.
Max: Sure...
Kristina: Blabla normal things slip my mind, but sometime they actually stay.
Desmond McGarrighan: Draft notice.
Daria: No, eh....
Kristina: I remember the story.
Desmond McGarrighan: AW! I'm DEAD! That's stupid wasn'it? Doing the fighting anyway, etc.
Kristina: It ended January. No? February? March? How about May? April? June? YES, IT'S JUNE! No? July? August maybe? No?
Kristoffer: It was September.
Kristina: October?!?! No, it's NOVEMBER! MY BIRTHDAY-MONTH!
Max: 11... 11... 11...
Desmond McGarrighan: YES! That's a brilliant number, wasn' it? 11th November 11 o'clock. Brilliant time to end a war.
kjartanhottie: Indeed...

Max

Max: Hey. I'm, like, Max. And stuff.
Desmond McGarrighan: Yee, we're talking about who and which and right and wrong and stuff, yee.
Max: Whatever, dude.
Desmond McGarrighan: That's right! Yee! Exactly. That's right. And that's wonderful. It sounds right. I've heard it before, and it sounds fine.
Kristoffer: We're talking about people.
Desmond McGarrighan: Da-da-da-daaaa
Kristina: Pork.

torsdag 8. mai 2008

down for food

I need food, wankers. like in, eat shit and die.