things i actually said tonight:
"i wish your scab would fall off right now so i could play with it."
"yeah, he should have died a lot younger."
"did you stop to consider the freudian ramifications of choosing a wife with the same name as your mother?"
"i'm hot / sticky / sweet?"
i like myself so much better with my mouth shut (or very slightly open so that my lips look more beestung & therefore more fascinating. i'm awful).