Nerf Incidents

Last year for Christmas, either Marck or Robert got a set of Nerf weapons...a bazooka, and a hand gun.  They are lots of fun, but there are two of those and three of us.  This particular time, I had the hand gun, Robert had the bazooka, and Marck had grabbed a yard stick out of haste in an effort to defend himself.  

Once this had gone on for a while, Robert stopped and said:  "Okay, guess who I am."  He pointed the bazooka at Marck.  " 'Wanna dance, Twinkle-Toes?' "

Marck and I stared blankly and blinked, not recalling that line being used in any movie we had seen.  "Who?"

Robert sighed and said exasperatedly, "Joel, of course!"  

A little bit later, the "battle" came to an end when I accidently shot Marck in the eye....

Jessica:  "I'm sorry, Marck."

(Marck is silent, holding an ice pack to his eye).

Dad:  "Marck, say you forgive her."

Marck:  "I do not forgive you."

Dad:  "Marck...."

Marck:  "See, I said 'I forgive you', but I just added in a few more little words!"

For the record it was an accident.  :D   

It's Hip to be Random...

While watching the fireworks on the last day of the fair: “Don’t you think it would be neat if, when you die, you were cremated and made into a firework? Then you could be shot off at your funeral!” --Scott

After Marck accused me of lying to him and I told him I had just told him half of the truth, Nathan J says, “She’s been telling half the truth twice as long as she says she has.”

Mr. B. (Elizabeth and Michelle’s dad) was reading some news off the internet, including a bit about Starbucks’ profits falling 93%, and NASA had lost contact with Mars. Suddenly Sam exclaimed, “Starbucks is losing money because NASA lost communication with Mars, and Mars is where Starbucks gets all their recipies!”

Robert had taken a black marker and begun to draw a moustache on the woman on the cover of the JCPenny calalogue.
Jessica: “Well, she was pretty before.”
Marck: “And not now?”
Jessica: “Marck…are you attracted to women with facial hair?”
Marck: “Well…Aunt Ruth is my girlfriend.”

Robert’s budding comedian-isms:
Robert: “Ask me how I file my nails.”
Jessica: “Okay, how do you file your nails?”
Robert: “Under ‘N’.”

Just one of those interesting conversations:
Matt: “Yeah, fettuccine does sound good right about now.”
Jessica: “I just made some.”
Matt: “E-mail me some, if you don't mind.”
Jessica: “Well, you’ll have to wait a bit. I’ll have to upload it and convert the format....you know how some noodles don't run well on Vista...”
Matt: “Wait, do you have the same problem with macaroni that I do?”
Jessica: “Yes, macaroni gives me a terribly hard time!”
Joel: “I have a bug…when I email pineapple upside-down cake, they receive it upside-right.”
Matt: “Does it still taste okay?”
Joel: “It tastes like it’s been in the microwave for, like, three hours.”
Jessica: “Hmm…maybe there’s a problem with your server. The worst has to be sushi, though…”
Matt: “I thought sushi was strictly Macintosh. Is there some sort of hack I should have known?”
Jessica: “No, I’ve never been able to upload sushi! That must be my problem. Where did you read that?”
Matt: “My uncle is a chef. He told me.”
Jessica: “Aha…has he ever tried mashed potatoes? I’m afraid to.”
Matt: “Hundreds of times. He says the trick is to not move the bar until the progress bar is 100% completed…”