late nights, bright lights

Ryan: Whoa, our lives seem so much like a movie tonight.
Colleen: Heh, that means one of us is about to get brutally murdered or laid. Depending.
Ryan: And since I have virtually no chance of getting laid and there's that creepy guy with the chainsaw hanging around outside my house... Go and have sex right now, or else I'm gonna die!
Colleen: But... but... That's too much pressure! I can't perform under all the pressure!
Ryan: SOMEONE HAS TO SAVE MY LIFE!
Colleen: Yipes! *runs*
*six minutes later*
Colleen: There. Now you're safe for the night.
Ryan: Ahahahahaha! Yeah, so how is that boy of yours?

And this is when I proceeded to remind him of the terrible ass kicking he will recieve tomorrow. He did not mention 'that boy' again.

But annnnyways.

I bought a toaster tonight. It's pretty toastalicious. And a shiny elephant, which is less toastalicious and more... Indian-inspired.

Guys and Dolls. Guys and MotherFuckin'Dolls.

I GOT MY MUSICAL THEATRE QUESTION AT LAST. Now if I only get another one in a game on Tuesday.