Kaili: I hope your tummy feels better.
Me: (continues eating sandwich) Thanks!!
Kaili: I hope your tummy feels better.
Me: (continues eating sandwich) Thanks!!
Kaili: (to me) Don’t tumble, little one. Things will get better.
Brittany: No they won’t, adulting sucks.
Kaili: BRITTANY!
Sabrina: Well anyway, back to work.
Kaili: NOOOOO!!! (starts rolling around on the floor)
Sabrina: She’s doing it again.
Kaili: Usually, we flail until our problems go away.
Me: Oh my good gravy.
Kaili: Son of a biscuit.
(on Dairy Queen)
Kaili: I feel like it’s so processed, it’s not even dairy anymore. It’s like whipped surprise of who-knows-what.
Me: Can you believe it’s almost July?
Kaili: STOP! Don’t say that. That means it’s almost Christmas.
Me: Wow Kaili, you’re going to live forever!
Kaili: Fuck.
Kaili: I’m a mix between a golden retriever puppy and a grandma. Like, I have all the energy but only until 9pm.
Me: What’s with everyone getting joint replacements?
Kaili: ‘Tis the season!
Kaili: Sun’s out, joints out.