“Fuck you fat ass clown legs made of shit fucking Brian why don’t you eat another chicken sandwich. Gives me three fucking chances to guess his name and my first guess is Rumpled Legskin.”—Nikki, pissed off at Rage, after losing a challenge because he ran out of ammo and died.
Ryan’s losing his shit over something on CoD, screaming “OH MY GOD! OHHHH HOHO! OOOOH MY GAAAAAAAWDDDD AAAAHAAHH OH MY GOD OH MY GOD”
All I hear is mom wake up, jump out of bed, come barrelling down the stairs and scream:
"ARE YOU A FUCKING RETARD? SHUT THE HELL UP. WHAT THE FUCK. GO TO FUCKING BED OR I’M TAKING THIS SHIT FROM YOU. ALL I HEAR IS "BLUEUEUUEUGJHHHHH, BLUEEEHHHGHHH" (like, the noise Scott always makes). GO TO BED.”
She also proceeded to open my door to me howling laughing and just closed it and left without saying anything.
It’s that at the moment, we’re both in a super shitty situation in which both of us feel as if we’re about to puke because we’re so pissed, yet we’re still finding ways to have fun with it.
ie: In the car leaving Jason’s, his kid was complaining about us not staying longer. Mom gets in the car with me and says “I can’t make anyone happy, Merry fuckin’ Christmas” and proceeds to laugh uncontrollably.
Also, we then got home, said “Fuck dad”, opened a present, had a drink, said cheers and proceeded to both burp at the exact same time and die laughing.