• My sister: Ok, how did the Prince fall in love with Cinderella? He saw her for like five seconds. And it's not like there weren't other pretty girls in the room.
• Me: Well let's be real, he probably slept with all those other women already. Cinderella was fresh meat.
• My sister: Nice. Well, they did talk for a while in the garden before they started making out on the steps like a couple of whores. That slut.
• Me: Yeah, but they obviously didn't have a deep conversation; she didn't even know he was the Prince before she left the castle and was chased by a horde of batmen.
• My sister: She was the only blonde though.
• Me: And she did have a bangin dress.
• My sister: *in a super deep man voice* Sweet dress, where'd you get it? Debs?

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savagegrace:

The Hollow Crown DVD releases in Oct.

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• My sister: *opens a jar of pickles* *starts singing* I've got picklesss, they're multiplyin'
• My sister: And they taaaaaste so good
• Me: wut
• My sister: Kind of spicyyyy, something something
• Me: oh god
• My sister: IT'S PICKLEFYING.
• Me: are you done?
• My sister: you better be crisp, oo oo oo
• My sister: cause i need a crunch
• My sister: and my mouth is set on youuuu
• Me: please stop
• My sister: you better shape up oo oo oo
• Me: I'm liveblogging your pickle song right now.
• My sister: you better understanddd. to my stomach you must be true
• Me: why
• My sister: YOU'RE THE ONE THAT I EAT you are the only one OO OO OO PICKLE. THEONETHATIMUNCH somethin about a pickle OO OO OOO
• My sister: THE ONE I DIGESTTTT, THEN GO LAY DOWN BECAUSE THAT'S A LOT OF PICKLES AND I NEED TO RESTTT
• Me: I'm not related to you