(candles sparking and refusing to be blown out)
Me: These candles won’t die.
Becca: What happens when they die?
Sanila: We die.
Tag Archives: Becca
Becca: Good morning to everyone except these two pimples on my face.
(Wailing in background)
Me: Do you hear that child?
Becca: That’s a CHILD?!?!? It sounds like iron being scraped against concrete.
Becca: He’s like a persistent pimple that you think has gone away but keeps coming back in different locations.
Me: Whatever happened to Madonna?
Becca: She’s old.
Becca: That’s a real issue though. Hard-boiled eggs make me choke.
Becca: I would be so pissed too if I was there.
Becca: Oh wait, I was there.
Me: Honestly, as long as we’re all with each other, I’m happy.
Me: Honestly, as long as we’re all with each other, I’m happy.
Me: Honestly, as long as we’re all with each other, I’m happy.
Me: Honestly, as long as we’re all with each other, I’m happy.
Me: Honestly, as long as we’re all with each other, I’m happy.
Me: Honestly, as long as we’re all with each other, I’m happy.
Me: Omg, my enter button wasn’t working.
Becca: LMFAO I thought you just felt very passionate about this.
Becca: This tastes like that Body Shop… grapefruit thing…
Sanila: Why are you tasting body lotion?
Becca: There’s an epilepsy warning!!
Me: Let’s play!!
Becca: OKAY!
