yesterday, while i was at my sis' place upstairs, we had some strange misunderstandings...
Jo: "Do you know how tall he is?"
I heard: "Do you know who Polly is?"
Then we couldn't stop laughing. Boy, my abs really got a workout. Maybe i'll be getting a 6-pack soon. Ahh, the infomercial possibilities....
"Proven to produce better results than the Abtronic! The Laughing Ab Workout package contains three Russel Peters comedy DVDs and a year subscription to the Daily Joke service. If you order within the next ten minutes, we will send you a FREE two-month supply of laughing gas (not recommended for automobiles). That's right, all of this for just 10 easy payments of $499.99! Call NOW! The lines are waiting!"
Anyway, I better finish my lunch and head off to class now.
Thursday, September 14, 2006
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XD hahahaha!
i've had those silly misunderstandings before. they're so funny! it's great when you're friends with people who have problems hearing... or you yourself have problems hearing... =P
laughing gas doesnt even make you laugh! i dont remember even giggling during my wisdom teeth extraction (actually maybe a little... probably at the thought that i should be laughing). i wonder why they call it laughing gas. hmm... maybe if you get enough, it'll actually make you go crazy and laugh a lot. hehehe the thought frightens me.
ahahaha! you eat lunch at 8:58am?! or did you just forget to change your time settings? if you didn't then wow, that worse than your 10:00 lunches you had at westmount. XD
interesting...
i get those somewhat often. probably cuz i mumble or something.
HAHAHAHA .... Polly... now every time I think of Igor, I will think of Polly... *sigh* ...
Wow! only $5000?! That's a steal!!!
*goes to buy a lot of packages*
I get those misunderstandings almost daily because my family (and most other people) can't hear what I say. When I talk to myself, everyone can hear every word, yet when I'm speaking to someone, I have to repeat myself twice, or three times, or four, or five... maybe more for my parents...
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