I was going to do Kristen pictures, but...the camera and cord are alllll the way in the other room.
I was at my mother's a few weeks ago, and Shana and I were watching TV. I looked over to see Shana grabbing her boobs, squeezing them together, tucking her head into them, and making snorkeling sounds. I was intrigued, and slightly weirded out, so I just sad there with my mouth in a questioning 'o'. (I do that a lot around my sister.)
She looked up and yelled, "WHEN I DO THAT I CAN HEAR AN ECHO!!!! LISTEN!!!!"
And I laughed so hard I couldn't breathe. I couldn't make noise. I just sat there with my head tilted back shaking. Shana was offended.
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Shana's boob cave
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I hate it when you start laughing, and then I start laughing, and then you start snorting, and then I start snorting, and it just kind of evolves into this whole sort of seizure-like movement until we slowly die out.
But you never did listen, really.
Oh, and do you really want me to do a Twilight review?
I think the blogging world requires a Shana Movie Review.
And a DAMN SHANA BLOG BUTTON, LADY. I STILL HAVE NO BUTTON.
Eye tell you all de tyme, no POOSH buhtohn!
Doo not pooosh zee buhtton!
I just realized, that's kind of like a Hindu Walt there, isn't it?
But sisher, my writing is entirely different then my speaking. I actually sound intellegent when I write.
Then make it a transcript of you telling someone.
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