OK ok i know it's been awhile. I just needed some space Blog, you're all up in ma fiz-ace. You need to back down otherwise I'll run away cuz I'll feel smothered and you won't understand cuz I'll feel bad for telling you that so I'll just pretend that I'm really sick or I'm just too busy or I died. Yeah, yeah...I'll fake my death. I'll tell you to meet me somewhere that has a good view of some stairs, then I'll walk near them, and really quickly toss a dummy that looks like me down the stairs, and you'll see it and say...OMG! Then I'll run down the stairs, put ketchup on my face, throw the dummy away and lay down pretending to be dead. I'm going to bank on your inability to check my pulse and see that I'm breathing and just assume I have some massive trama to the head and I died. You'll yell to the heavens, "NOOOO!" Then after like 3 mins you'll leave cuz it would be awkward for you to stay. And then I'll print up a fake obituary and I'm all set. YA-HOO!

*that YA-HOO, wasnt just a form of expression, it was also some product placement. Yahoo, the finest search engine around.

Yvone is once again on top with the amusing sayings. Ben had asked her why she was loud and she said:

I'm loud because...God is in my heart.

It doesnt make sense, and I dont even think she KNOWS God...and why would he be living in her heart when he could get a nice summer cottage along the east coast, or live in Puerto Rico, or a wooden cabin. These things I dont get.

Also she was arguing with Kiehl when she told him to go to hell. Shortly after he stated that he didn't believe in hell. She then proceeded to pick up a cup and tell her that THIS is what Hell is. And can you really argue with her? Who would want to live in an empty plastic cup with flower print on it? Not me, I'd rather spend eternity stuck in a sippy cup. A soul damned, but hard to spill....oooh snap!