word play and time travel.

no were not dating, hes a pastor.

pasture? like a field?

no, a pastor!

oh hes from the past, i gotcha. paster.

i feel bad for roofers. no one will sleep with them voluntarily.

if you wear a cardigan twice, youre wearing a cardigan again. HAHAHAHA

watcha doin?

makin tea

they made that letter already.

is this milk still good?

you mean like, morally?

that boys a bad bad apple.

well duh, hes a boy not an apple.

im so immaturity.

i had a coolish dream last night, where i had the special super power of going back in time, but i could only go back like five minutes. so i was at a big house party, with all kinds characters, and i wandered into this room where i saw my friend (a brown haired neil patrick harris?). we were shootin the shit when all of a sudden he began to have a heart attack. i ran out to the party and yelled for a doctor, and wouldnt ya know it a doctor showed up, lab coat and all, and after assessing the situation, pulled out some pills from the medicine cabinet and gave em to my friend. sadly, it wasnt quick enough, and my friend died. it was a real buzzkill for the party. i said f this noise, and used my super awesome time travel skills to go back in time, and im back inside the room with my friend, and instead of yelling for a doctor, i ran to the medicine cabinet and grabbed the pills! i looked awesome, all the partygoers (mostly girls, wink wink) were watching me be all intense, and the doctor was like, what are you doing? HOW do you know how to do this?? and my response was, CAUSE IM A FUCKING GENIUS, which delighted the audience. i shoved the pills in brown haired neil patrick harris' mouth and saved him from the heart attack.

i woke up feeling good at first, but the more i thought about it, the more i regretted messing with the fabric of time. brown haired neil patrick harris couldve ended up being a serial killer or something, and i would have let him live!