- (Walking out into Brittany's room after playing a round of Dance Central)
- Emily: I don't trust that game.
- Brittany: What?
- Emily: It just told me I don't know how to do a jazz square. Do you know how many years I've been doing jazz squares? A lot of years… They're not hard.
- Brittany: Knock knock.
- Emily: Who's there?
- Brittany: Rocky.
- Emily: Rocky who?
- Brittany: HAHAHAHAAHAHAHA.
- Emily: I don't get it.
- Brittany: I forgot what I was saying, so I thought laughter was the best answer.
- Emily: It looks like I'm tickling you with my feather penis!
- Brittany: Oh hey, I have three followers.
- Emily: (Making fart sounds with her hand) I have four fingers.
- Brittany: OH MY GOD!
- Emily: What?
- Brittany: IT WENT UP MY BUTT!
- Emily: You just did a wheezing laugh. You sounded like an old man.
- Brittany: You've never heard me wheeze before?
- Emily: No.
- Brittany: I have definitely wheezed around you.
- Emily: Hey, do you want some lotion?
- Brittany: Yeah... Actually no. I'll get it on my steering wheel and think it's mayonaise later on or something.
♥ Nov 5th at 12AM / tagged: emily. brittany. mayo. steering wheel. lotion. funny. lol. / reblog
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