Quotables #2

Tamar: Well, somehow she managed to fall off of a cliff.
Me: Heyy, you did that!

Bexism of the Day #6

Finals really provide good material, as they cause us all to randomly spew complete nonsense...

Bex: So if he asks about bones in the toilet, just say, "OH, MY G-D, THERE'S A CORPSE IN THE SEWER????"

Bexism #5

While hanging out on her bed Shabbos afternoon...

Bex: [Feels neck] There's a lump here...OH, MY G-D, I HAVE CANCER!!! [Dissolves into incoherent sobbing and screaming...]

Bexism of the Day #4

Bex: Are you sure your name isn't Mike Lozovsky? Like in that movie...Monsters, Incorporated?

Quotable #1: Tamar

So we'll have the Bexisms, and the Quotables: (The Stuff Everyone Else Says).

On the topic of my being hit on by half a dozen separate guys while walking crosstown:
Tamar: Well, were ya wearin' the midriff-baring shirt again? 'Cuz we've had this discussion before; that outfit will come to no good.
Me: Don't forget the miniskirt.

Colonlessness

I have now officially been UC-free for longer than I had it; and have been sans large intestine for ten years!
It's under some construction site along the LBJ in Dallas...well, I suppose by now it's an actual building. Abba offered to keep it, and now I wish I'd taken him up on it.

Who's coming to Dale and Thomas with me tonight to celebrate?

Bexism #3

Bex: What is this we're listening to???
Me: You got a problem with classical?
Bex: Yeah, it's not rap.