When I was on my way up to camp with my friend, we were listening to Fall Out Boy on my iPod, and Sugar, We're Goin' Down started playing. Now, anyone who knows FOB knows that 95% of their lyrics can be misinterpreted. So, this happened:
Real lyrics: A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it
My friend's version: I know we got Carfax, cockiten boolah
At a sleepover:
"Ask me if I'm a tree."
"Are you a tree?"
"Yes. I am a ficus, radiating with health and bacon."
To a group of my friends (we were all talking about our fictional family)
"Okay, so Sylvia and Mimi are married, and all of their kids are named Amanda. Except for the boy, he's named Narf. Katie (me) is the pet cat, and Sascha is the Pomeranian. Jon and Jared are the neighbors who always blast dubstep. And Carisa and Natalie run the local gas station."
"Truth is, I still haven't crammed croutons down your throat."- Sylvia on a Truth Is post on Sascha's Facebook wall
"Tell me how we figure out this 11-sided love geometrical shape."- Mimi
"It's the holy glow of Gerard Butler!" -Mimi
"Why is he holding cereal?"- Me
Some other things aren't FH appropriate e_e
