You know what......driving was a new thing for me then. So shut it. Ms. "I ran over a speed limit sign and destroyed my oil pan while checking out a hot guy and then busted into tears and couldn't lie about it." Just shut it.
I WAS NOT CHECKING ANYONE OUT!
hahaha, how come i have never heard that story before. I would like to hear about both of them actually more indepth. most likely from the other person not involved. I love the one about the cock roach and the flip into the backseat, but these are new, I think.
Don't talk about the cockroach Scotty. Just don't.
Wait... Scotty, DO talk about the cockroach, b/c I don't believe I've heard that one. So, yes, do share. The only cockroach story I know is when Kristin came to the apartment when I was living with Mark and refused to come in until we had locked the roaches in Mark's closet and closed the door to his bedroom. So, once again, yes, do share.
Dude, WHO KEEPS ROACHES AS PETS!??!?!?!
Megan, well, with the way this debate about what caused Kristin to puncture her oil pan (spanning like 5 xanga pages, that might be a record, for us anyway) she might be willing to tell the story (she was there i think). I can give you a third hand account but it wont be as funny. If Kristin, or Katy doesnt tell teh story the proper way, i will tell you the story the way I remember hearing it.
Lets hear scott's version!
In my defense, roaches as pets? Not my idea. You'll be glad to know they are no more. Mark's mom starved them to death as soon as he left for Iraq. The gecko, on the other hand, is nice and fat. And yeah, Scott. Gotta be a record. And I'll be holding you to the story telling.
my version of the story will suck especially in written form. I really only remember the apex of the story and that is Katy doing a backflip into the backseat somehow starting off in her seatbelt, because there was a cockroach flying around. I forget if this was one of the times when Katy was using a bowl for some other purpose than eating, that might be a different story. If you want the good story you will need to get it from Kristin or Katy herself. maybe Roy knows.
I wasn't scared, I was having fun making Kristin mored scared!
The roach story goes like this: Kristin left a bag of chips in my car when we went up to Freshmen Connection. On the way home, at 8 in the morning - and we are REALLY tired and shit - I'm waiting for her outside of Morrison to do something with her schedule and I see a roach crawling on the floor by the chips in front of the passenger seat. It crawls into the A/C vent thingy, so I try to blast it out and nothing happens, and then Kristin comes out and is like, "WTF, mate?" I tell her about the roach, and she freaks out and won't get in the car. We are running late for something, so I'm like "Ha, ha, I'm just joking, there's no roach! Don't leave shit in my car from now on, bitch!" She gets in the car and we take off, and I'm like "Heh heh, there's totally a roach" but she can't do shit. So about 45 minutes into the trip, I fall asleep on I-49 and Kristin insists on driving. I fall asleep in the passenger seat and wake up to A FUCKING ROACH CRAWLING ON MY FOOT!! I had been in the passenger seat with the seatbelt on, all cuddled up, and the next thing I knew I was out in the backseat kicking the door open and Kristin was shreaking hysterically and swerving all over the interstate. We pulled over and got the roach out of the car and that's the end of the story. No drugs, Scotty. Just Kristin leaving a crisps bag in my car.
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LOL - on two wheels like driver's ed.?
You know what......driving was a new thing for me then. So shut it. Ms. "I ran over a speed limit sign and destroyed my oil pan while checking out a hot guy and then busted into tears and couldn't lie about it." Just shut it.
I WAS NOT CHECKING ANYONE OUT!
hahaha, how come i have never heard that story before. I would like to hear about both of them actually more indepth. most likely from the other person not involved. I love the one about the cock roach and the flip into the backseat, but these are new, I think.
Don't talk about the cockroach Scotty. Just don't.
Wait... Scotty, DO talk about the cockroach, b/c I don't believe I've heard that one. So, yes, do share. The only cockroach story I know is when Kristin came to the apartment when I was living with Mark and refused to come in until we had locked the roaches in Mark's closet and closed the door to his bedroom. So, once again, yes, do share.
Dude, WHO KEEPS ROACHES AS PETS!??!?!?!
Megan, well, with the way this debate about what caused Kristin to puncture her oil pan (spanning like 5 xanga pages, that might be a record, for us anyway) she might be willing to tell the story (she was there i think). I can give you a third hand account but it wont be as funny. If Kristin, or Katy doesnt tell teh story the proper way, i will tell you the story the way I remember hearing it.
Lets hear scott's version!
In my defense, roaches as pets? Not my idea. You'll be glad to know they are no more. Mark's mom starved them to death as soon as he left for Iraq. The gecko, on the other hand, is nice and fat. And yeah, Scott. Gotta be a record. And I'll be holding you to the story telling.
my version of the story will suck especially in written form. I really only remember the apex of the story and that is Katy doing a backflip into the backseat somehow starting off in her seatbelt, because there was a cockroach flying around. I forget if this was one of the times when Katy was using a bowl for some other purpose than eating, that might be a different story. If you want the good story you will need to get it from Kristin or Katy herself. maybe Roy knows.
I wasn't scared, I was having fun making Kristin mored scared!
The roach story goes like this: Kristin left a bag of chips in my car when we went up to Freshmen Connection. On the way home, at 8 in the morning - and we are REALLY tired and shit - I'm waiting for her outside of Morrison to do something with her schedule and I see a roach crawling on the floor by the chips in front of the passenger seat. It crawls into the A/C vent thingy, so I try to blast it out and nothing happens, and then Kristin comes out and is like, "WTF, mate?" I tell her about the roach, and she freaks out and won't get in the car. We are running late for something, so I'm like "Ha, ha, I'm just joking, there's no roach! Don't leave shit in my car from now on, bitch!" She gets in the car and we take off, and I'm like "Heh heh, there's totally a roach" but she can't do shit. So about 45 minutes into the trip, I fall asleep on I-49 and Kristin insists on driving. I fall asleep in the passenger seat and wake up to A FUCKING ROACH CRAWLING ON MY FOOT!! I had been in the passenger seat with the seatbelt on, all cuddled up, and the next thing I knew I was out in the backseat kicking the door open and Kristin was shreaking hysterically and swerving all over the interstate. We pulled over and got the roach out of the car and that's the end of the story. No drugs, Scotty. Just Kristin leaving a crisps bag in my car.
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