Was doing a bit with my friend Lucy. Lucy: Seth and I know everything about each other. Seth: Yeah, Lucy knows my social security number. Lucy: Yup! It's 420-6969-420. Seth: ...That was actually weirdly close to right. Lucy: WHAT. ARE YOU SERIOUS?! Seth: No, you ding dong.
We’re watching a comedy special on Netflix. Seth: If a table sent back a bowl of fruit salad and said it tasted “too Dr Pepper-y”... I would fill it with coke and send it back. Like a cereal bowl, but fruit salad. Olivia: And this is why you’re front of house!
Was talking to a friend. For context, I've been larping and foam sword fighting for most of my life. Me: I've ended up really muscular, but only on one side. Addy: Makes sense. I've heard that a lot of sword fighters are pretty lopsided Me: I, too, have read Eragon. Addy: CALLED OUT!
I would completely believe all boy bands, be they kpop, jpop, western, or anything else, are Definitely Aliens.
Started taking French (Duolingo) lessons again and remembered a conversation I had with my first French professor, when I worked at a Deep South tourist location and was surrounded by and absorbing thick southern accents for 30 hours a week. Dr. V: you’re doing great at vocabulary and sentence structure, but we need to talk. Are you planning on going to France, ever? Me: probably. My mom loves France and wants to take me there. Dr V: Them you need to start working on your accent now and learn to speak like a native, because right now you sound like you fell out of an alligator’s ass.
