Thursday, March 27, 2008


So, our house burned down last night (probably caused by the cruise control thingy Ford just recalled... they told us to bring it in "at our earliest convenience") While it sucks, everyone made it out ok (even the dog and the turtles). I'm glad my family has a sense of humor though, or the situation would have been a lot more stressful.

Mom: At least I don't have to clean out my closets now.


Brother 2: We should buy something awesome with the insurance money.

Me: Like what?

Brother 2: How about a cannon?


Brother 1: Haha! You're homeless!

Brother 2: So are you.

Brother 1: Shit. That's right.

Tuesday, March 25, 2008


Dad: Get over here Cootie Tuberculousis!

Me: I thought it was Cootie Gonorrhea...

Dad: Gonorrhea is your middle name.

Monday, March 24, 2008


Brother 2: Is there a limit on how many stories your basement can go down?

Cousin J: I hope not! My basement is going to be 15 stories deep. The bottom floor is going to be a graveyard. People who die in my house will be buried there. And I'm going to hire an old, ugly man to carry around a dirty shovel and yell at people not to go any further. And I'm going to hire a really really fat man to run around in his whitey tighteys and raid my refrigerator.

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Happy Thanksgiving!

We talked Mom into celebrating Thanksgiving instead of Easter this year. So we have turkey, mashed potatoes, gravy, cranberry sauce, apple pie, broccoli casserole, and jello. You know you're jealous.

Saturday, March 22, 2008

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

We had a St. Patrick's Day Festival on Sunday, and drank green beer from 1 in the afternoon until 4 in the morning.

Brother 1: I really like St. Patrick. He's the only saint I believe in. Besides Santa and the Easter Bunny, of course.

Me: Hmmm.... but doesn't God make saints or something? How can you believe in St. Patrick if you don't believe in God?

Brother 1: Nope, St. Patrick was the only saint not created that way. He became a saint through excessive alcohol consumption.

Friday, March 21, 2008

Voice Mail

Brother 1 was drunk and kept calling our cousin Josh, which is pointless, since he's deaf.

Brother 1: Why weren't you answering my calls!?!?!

Josh: Dumbass.

Brother 1: Wait. How do you speak sign language on voice mail? I need to learn.

Wednesday, March 19, 2008


Brother 1: I wish my cock was longer than 2 and a half inches.

Brother 2: Yeah, having a 13 inch penis is really useful.

Blaine: What makes it useful?

Brother 1: He has a shovel attachment, he can shovel the whole driveway in one stroke.

Sunday, March 16, 2008


We went on the 2nd Annual Grandpa Gorgo Memorial Bicycle Excursion today. It was freezing.

Mom: Who's idea was this??

Me: Grandpa Gorgo's.

Mom: Why couldn't he have died in May or June??

Friday, March 14, 2008


Brother 1 is wearing a t-shirt I bought him.

Me: Nice shirt.

Brother 1: Thanks. Some whore bought it for me.

Thursday, March 13, 2008


Dad: I wish I had lava fingers so I could go "chhhhhhhh" and burn you. Like little cigarette burns all over your forehead.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Greek Names

9:30 on a Saturday morning, Dad wakes me up.

Dad: I came up with your Greek name!

Me: What?

Dad: Cootie Gonorrhecious.

Sunday, March 09, 2008


Dad: I'm going to eat tons of creamed spinach before my colonoscopy. It'll be like a kelp forest in my colon! Go find me some legos!

-laughing hysterically.

The lego monkey! Or the lego scuba man! They'll find a monkey in a kelp forest!