I love people sometimes. We were watching the weather channel and there was that horrible music accompanied with it. But my father and my roommate C. were discussing it.
Father-This [music]reminds me of a porn video.
C-Really? It reminds me of an elevator or lobby music or some place I don't want to be.
Me: I like my Easter basket, look I have a rainbow of Peeps. Before anyone woke up I did some pictures of Peeps fighting.
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