Showing posts with label texts from sarah. Show all posts
Showing posts with label texts from sarah. Show all posts
Thursday, June 23, 2011
It's Not Just Sarah (Texts From Sarah)
My dad was just wandering around the kitchen singing "Toot toot! Uh-huh. Beep beep! Uh-huh"
Monday, April 11, 2011
Sarah Loves Doctors (and Doctors LOVE Sarah)
SARAH: I'm at the dermatologist's!
SARAH: And I will say, "Why does my face look so terrible?"
SARAH: And she will say, "Well, Sarah, you've got a nasty case of the assface"
SARAH: And I will say, "Why does my face look so terrible?"
SARAH: And she will say, "Well, Sarah, you've got a nasty case of the assface"
Monday, February 14, 2011
The Pits of Freedom Saga: The First Solution
EDITOR'S NOTE: The "prescription" turned out to be "wear men's deodorant." The first prescription, that is. Read on...
SARAH: I'm in the deodorant aisle trying to pick out a boy deodorant.
KATE: That's awesome! You should get some Old Spice.
KATE: Then you'd no longer be sweaty.
KATE: You'd also be on a horse.
SARAH: This deodorant claims to smell like ice, wind, and freedom.
SARAH: How can something smell like ice?
SARAH: Wait a minute. Freedom?
KATE: Maybe it smells like free ice?

SARAH: I'm totally buying this.
SARAH: I'm going to have Ice Pits.
SARAH: I'm in the deodorant aisle trying to pick out a boy deodorant.
KATE: That's awesome! You should get some Old Spice.
KATE: Then you'd no longer be sweaty.
KATE: You'd also be on a horse.
SARAH: This deodorant claims to smell like ice, wind, and freedom.
SARAH: How can something smell like ice?
SARAH: Wait a minute. Freedom?
KATE: Maybe it smells like free ice?

SARAH: I'm totally buying this.
SARAH: I'm going to have Ice Pits.
Monday, October 11, 2010
Texts from Sarah: Xavier School Edition
8:29am So far they've checked my passport twice
8:29am Like maybe I've changed since I got here.
8:30am Sarah, The Shapeshifter.
8:30am Don't tell.
8:30am If I could shapeshift, I'd totally be someone hotter than me.
8:29am Like maybe I've changed since I got here.
8:30am Sarah, The Shapeshifter.
8:30am Don't tell.
8:30am If I could shapeshift, I'd totally be someone hotter than me.
Texts from Sarah: Sarah Goes Abroad!
8:23am Pretty sure there are hobos trying to get on this flight.
8:23am Does Canada allow hobos?
8:24am They're either hobos or hipsters.
8:24am That can be the new game!
8:23am Does Canada allow hobos?
8:24am They're either hobos or hipsters.
8:24am That can be the new game!
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Texts from Sarah: 4:33 on a Thursday
SARAH: That-
SARAH: Kate.
SARAH: Boss Lady is singing The Thong Song.
SARAH: Jesus Christmas, what is going on here?
SARAH: Kate.
SARAH: Boss Lady is singing The Thong Song.
SARAH: Jesus Christmas, what is going on here?
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Texts from Sarah: Vacation Edition
I am telling you this because you are my soupsnake - my parents are arguing about what is the best way to wipe one's ass.
Saturday, July 3, 2010
Texts from Sarah: Demon Cat Edition
Ollie is rolling in the grass and every time he rolls I hear a squeaking sound...I'm pretty sure he's crushing a field mouse to death with his fat ass.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
This Cat Has No Fashion Sense, Either
4:01pm Ollie's big fat ass makes it look like he's wearing parachute pants.
This Cat Doesn't Even Speak Spanish!
3:40pm I just shouted COMPRENDE MUCHACHO at Ollie
3:40pm He did not comprende
3:43pm And now he's trying to cough up a hairball
3:40pm He did not comprende
3:43pm And now he's trying to cough up a hairball
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Texts from Sarah
I almost just told the Comcast guy who came to the door that we don't believe in the internet.
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