Me: I’m just looking at jeans right now.
Christine: JEANS? (scoffs) Bottoms.
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Jenn: His yellow fever is off the charts. How do you even find these guys?
Me: Oh. They find me, Jenn Jenn. They find me.
Don: Look at how wide that bed is. Wide bed for wide activities. Like manspreading!!
Me: No, I’m withholding information from you to establish a power dynamic.
Ryan: That’s great.
(admires new shelf)
Ivy: I love new furniture.
Me: I got it off Kijiji! Off some French people getting deported!
Daryl: If I ever reincarnate into a bitchy white girl, find me and murder me.
Me: Fine, fine.
(On this blog)
Me: I know you check your own tag.
Mojan: How do you know that?
Me: You told me.
(On playing Monopoly)
Ray: It’s like, why would you give him New York Avenue?? You saw what he did last time!
Fabienne: Walk to DUFFERIN?
Me: It’s walkable.
Fabienne: Everything’s walkable if you want to die.
Val: He had a fat bottle of liqueur, like a nice fat bottle, so we all went back to his place.
