These are just some of the random things that make Sammy and I explode in to laughter at least once per day.

"Wait, your middle name is Turkey?"

*sing-song voice*"Slee-py tiiiime is-a happy tiiimee cause it's slee-py tiiime."

*semi-Elvis-Presley voice* "I'm hauvin' uh bhuaybee."

"Dad I shit my pants."

*random fart noises that make me jump up and think that Sammy's ass has randomly exploded on her bed*

"I feel like my head is being squished between two really...BIg...things...I was going to say elephant butts but elephant butts are squishy..."

Sammy doing her random freaky voices and noises.

Sammy's random and extreme expressions.

My random dances and flatulence that usually accompanies them.

My random songs.

Both of our random conversations in accents ranging from demonic to happy psycho killer child to British.


I love my roomie. I really do. You wouldn't expect her to be so odd but she is and it's great. Most of our humor seems to revolve around gross body functions for some reason. It's great. If we have not laughed until our faces are red and we can't breathe and I break out in to odd bits of snorting and heaving and demonic child heehees....then the day is not complete. We're much more honest about our goofiness with just each other.

:-)

Peace.
~Lo