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The Rum Barrel
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Monday, June 15, 2009

Ha, check out the icon, you should recognize the parody ;)

This weekend was busy! Sleepover at Amber's on Friday, hung out with Amber most of Saturday, stayed over at Becky's that night, went over to DeAnn's Sunday morning for some hot Chocolat in honor of Johnny's birthday, then came home and watched Rab ne Bana di Jodi with Libby. And what's up with my iPod, it won't recognize my charger!! The f? So now I can only charge it when I'm on the computer which is completely retarded. Dammit...

Today went okay, though some AT&T guy came in again (I freaking hate those people!) saying the rates went down and he needed to check our stuff, etc. So he shows up a little before 1...and leaves at 2:40. THE. FLYING. FUCK. The last two guys were there for 2 hours too!! Why do they have to come in and do that, seriously!!??? Ugh...

Wow, I love reading about Twilight...if they're making fun of it. Seriously though this chick is hilarious. Here are just some funny parts from her "Twilight in 15 Minutes" thing. Ha!

EDWARD: SAY MY NAME, BITCH

BELLA: EDWARD

EDWARD: NO, THE OTHER ONE

BELLA: ASSHOLE

EDWARD: NO, THE OTHER ONE

BELLA: VAMPIRE, OKAY? VAMPIRE

EDWARD: ARE YOU AFRAID?

BELLA: NO

EDWARD: Wait, what?

[Edward drags her by the arm through the woods, like, what, you couldn't get a good enough grip on her hair or something? Damn. Then he zooms her up the mountain on a forcible piggyback ride and storms off into a single spotlight sunbeam in an epic snit over what a monster he is, he must SHOW HER the HORROR OF HIS BEING, a TERRIBLE SECRET accompanied by the SOFT FLUTTERING OF WINDCHIMES:]

EDWARD: I AM VAMPIRE. HEAR ME TWINKLE.

BELLA: Oh, wow, I spent like $60 at Sephora trying to get sparkle like that. What is that, Urban Decay?

EDWARD: NO!

BELLA: Oh, so it's a drugstore brand?

EDWARD: THIS IS THE SKIN OF A KILLER, BELLA!

BELLA: FINE. WHATEVER. But the lipstick, that's gotta be Cargo, right?

EDWARD: *FLOUNCE*

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BELLA: You don't have a bed?

EDWARD: NO, YOU BRAZEN HUSSY.

TWILIGHT FANS: ZOMG HIS COUCH IS NOT BLACK AND BELLA IS NOT WEARING A BLUE V-NECK AND--

HARRY POTTER FANS: *FLAMETHROWER*

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[All the Cullens nervously shuffle in front of Bella, hoping that the Bad Vamps don't notice her. TOO LATE.]

JAMES: YOU BROUGHT A SNACK.

[I really can't think of anything better than the actual line, sorry.]

EDWARD: *DRAMATIC PRAIRIE DOG*

THE BAD VAMPS: : [

THE CULLENS: >: [

[And then a Jets-and-Sharks rumble breaks out.]

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Hm...that counts as a quote, right? Back to new music!