Me: Okay, well, Saint, Bell, and I were talking, and Saint and I agreed to turn our weddings into stories so Bell could read 'em.

Max: I still deny that this ever happened...

Me: Yeah... Not pretty... And Saint already had hers ready, I had to go back and edit this... Took me 2 and a half hours... It's 3:15 AM...

Max: Yeah, you woke me up for this. Bitch.

Me: -shrug- Just warning you now, this is obscenely disturbing.

Max: I lost count of times "F#$%" is used...

Me: Uh, so, well, I don't own anything. Well... Yeah, no.

Max: Read and be scarred for life.

Cast

Me = Me. Who else?

Max = Max. You know her.

Fromo = Fromo the Homo.

Lear = Lear the Queer, Fromo's Shakespearean cousin.

Saint = Saint Fang of Boredom. You know her.

Fang = Fang. Saint's captive. You know him.

Spiffy = A Hobbit Named Spiffy. Saint's OC. Just read Avian Flu.

Pooky = Spiffy's penguin friend. Again, Avian Flu.

Skits = Skittles, aka Fangalicious08. I probably spelled that wrong. You may know her.

Iggy = Skits' captive. You know him. He's really horny.

Justin = Fang and Iggy's son. Just read Avian Flu already.

Vera = Vera Amber. You may know her.

Vera's Max = Vera has a captive Max too. Don't tell her, but she got Max II...

M.G = M.G Christiani. Her boyfriend Mack and HER Iggy captive are mentioned...

Kara = Kara from FlockUpdates.

I think that's everyone...

Fang: -glomps Fromo-

Iggy: He's my lover.

Fang: -is drunk-

Fromo: -is enjoying Fang's "company"-

Fang: -grabs Lear- 1,2,3!

Lear: -is more than happy to be included-

Me: -is severely creeped out-

Fang: -drags them off to private room-

Me: OUT OF MY ROOM!!! There's enough semen on the couch already...

Skits: ... What have you and Max been doing?!

Me: Oh, nothing...

Max: Just that. NOTHING.

Skits: Then why is there semen on the couch?!

Max: -tries to find reasonable excuse-

Vera: Haha

Saint: Hi, Max!

Max: Hi. I'm not getting married.

Me: Yeah, nowadays we can hae sex WITHOUT marriage.

Skits: Matt...Max...-headshake-

Max: -slaps Matt-

Max: I'm leaving now...

Skits: -grabs Max- No you are not.

Max: RAPE!

Skits: I know you want Matt to rape you, but you're staying.

Fromo: No, THIS is rape! -rapes-

Fang: -drags Fromo back in-

Skits: ...

Vera: Hey, Matt, does Max ever annoy you so much that you want to unkidnap her?

Me: Yes. All the time.

Vera: Well, hows about, in order to keep your Max from ever meeting the real one, you promise to keep your Max for all eternity?

Max: I AM the real Max.

Vera's Max: I disagree...

Skits: Max, get over yourself.

Vera: Okay, okay, wait!

Skits: Both of you.

Me: And I wanna know how that idea even works...

Vera: What?

Me: I promise to keep Max... Even though I want to unkidnap her?

Kara: Woah...whats going on? Im confuzzled!

Me: The Maxes are arguing. I think. I'm confused too.

Kara: Gosh, you leave to rap for ten minutes an- oh....okay...as long as im not the only one confused

Vera's Max: -glares at Max-

Max: -glares at Max-

Vera's Max: Grrr.

Max: Grrr.

Vera's Max: Rwar!

Skits: Hey! Max!

Vera's Max: What!?

Max: Yes?

Skits: Do you like being Matt's kidnapee?

Max: I'll take it over Fromo's kidnapee...

Skits: So, if Fromo were to want to kidnap you, you would promise to stay with Matt forever?

Max: ...I sense a trap.

Skits: -points to mouse trap- This one?

Max: Ah, yes. There we go.

Skits: Anyway, Max, would you stay with Matt if your only other choice was Fromo?

Max: Who wouldn't? Other than Iggy...

Me: Good job, Max. You fell for it.

Max: -facepalm-

Vera: You may now kiss the bride!

Skits: -plays wedding march on trumpet 'cause she's cool like that-

Fromo: -bursts out of Fang's private room and throws flowers-

Max: 'Twas a trap! I knew it!

Vera: You SO fell for it, though!

Me: -runs- S#$%$#$%$#$T!!!!

Fang: -comes out of room- Saint paid me to help!

Skits: -chases- -tackles-

Vera: Haha!

Skits: NO RUNNING!

M.G: -catches Matt- Dude, you're getting married. Deal.

Lear: I hath the rings, still!

Vera: I'm a civil servant, and you two are OFFICIALLY married! Mwahaha!

Kara: Im proud to call these evil geniuses my friends…

Skits: They are married.

Me: -gets bright idea-

Me: ....I logged out.

Max: Took them a minute to realize you left...

Skits: -pulls Matt back and forces him to kiss Max-

Saint: No, we do not do divorces...

Skits: -huggles kara-

Saint: All bright ideas will fail. Ask M.G.'s Iggy.

M.G: He left!

Skits: Dude! NOT COOL!

Saint: You cannot just leave!

Vera: D:

Saint: We win, anyway.

Vera: They still got married, though.

M.G: And Rain still has my Iggy... So divorces, don't go well.

Saint: Exactly.

Skits: They're still married. Ha. I love being an evil genius.

Saint: MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Vera: Me too...

Saint: So...Do we still get a party?

Vera: -nods-

Skits: O'course

Vera: We could SO take over the world, we're THAT good...

Kara: Fo'shizzle

Saint: Foshizzle, my home skillets!

M.G: ... No.

Saint: I know, I know...

Kara: Saint, no.

Saint: Just no...

Kara: Just no.

Saint: :(

Skits: -huggles Saint-

Vera: I think you're an epic gangsta, Saint!

Saint: Thanks, Vera!

Kara: Dont lie to her, V...

Saint: :(

Vera: I'm not! I don't lie to Saint unless I'm planning something!

Saint: Don't be dissing my homey, K. Diddy.

Vera: And I'm not!

Saint: And...Planning something?

Vera: -shrug- Planning something like... the Mattax wedding.

M.G: Like, I just picture Saint's voice in my head, and I think of the ghetto words.. And then I think fail.

Saint: ...I have a bad ghetto voice?

M.G: Like, it's not...ghetto enough to be ghetto.. Don't feel bad, mine's worse, apparently..

Me: And right here, I logged on as Max for a minute... Before logging out again...

Max: No, you logged on as you first, then me...

Me: Right. Then I returned as me, and the party started.

Saint: HE'S BACK! MATTHIAS! MAXICLES!

Skits: ...he is?

M.G: -nod-

Saint: He was...

Skits: ...

Saint: I saw... :(

M.G: My computer said "Crazy Floridian is online"... And his icon thing...WAS green...

Skits: HE"S BACK!

M.G: And Max is on..

Skits: theamazingmax is online

Saint: MAX!

Skits: It doesn't say Matt's on... Max...

Saint: I'm talking to Max.

Max: No you're not.

Skits: -pokes Max- Congrats on teh wedding. -grins-

Vera's Max: ...please tell me that I'M not married to Matt, as well...

Saint: EPIC DRUNKEN WEDDING PARTY!

Vera: WEEEE! -makes pyramid of beer smileys-

Saint: Matthias!

Me: I be back. Let us partay.

Saint: -beer smiley-

Fang: NO ONE TAPE THIS WEDDING PARTY! BAD THINGS HAPPEN!

Saint: Thanks for the reminder, baby.

Fang: ...

Saint: Had to.

Max: ...

Fang: I tried that, Max. It didn't work...

Saint: Did we tell Max about our wedding?

Max: it'llworkit'llworkit'llworkit'llworkit'llwork...

Fang: I...Think...

Me: She found out.

Skits: -shudder- -dies from mental images-

Enter Justin. And it all goes downhill from here...

Max: -goes off in search of time machine-

Justin: Hi daddy!

Fang: Hi...

Iggy: -looks at dead Skits- -shrug-

Fang: And Saint has control of the time portals, Max...

Saint: -resurrects Skits-

Justin: -hugs Iggy- Mommy!

Iggy: -hugs Justin- Hey Justy!

Vera: -makes a martini smiley diamond- Weeee! I did it! -hiccup-

Me: GAH! Too many martinis!

Justin: Mommy, I hung out with Daddy and Auntie Saint's twins!

Me: Oh yeah, Saint and Fang are having twins... -shrug-

Max: And this is where it gets severely disturbing. You have been warned.

Iggy: Aww...that's sweet...-humps pole-

Max: Damn... I need some tequila...

Vera's Max: -gives Max tequila-

Max: This is gonna be a looooooooooong night,

Vera's Max: -giggles-

Iggy: -humps chainsaw-

Justin: -pokes Max- Hi!

Iggy: -humps Max-

Vera's Max: -drinks pyramid of beer smileys-

Max: Are you that Justin ki-DAMMIT IGGY!

Vera'sMax: -humps Iggy-

Justin: Yeah, I'm Justin! Are you Auntie Max?

Iggy: -punches Vera's Max- -humps Matt's Max-

Vera's Max: -takes Iggy's shirt off-

Justin: -feels ignored- -pouts-

Me: Hi Justin!

Justin: Hi!

Iggy: -hump Justin-

Me: CHILD RAPE!!!

Saint: Who are you?

Vera: INCEST!

Justin: Mommy! Stop!

Iggy: Why Justy?

Justin: I was talking to the nice man!

Iggy: -humps Matt-

Me: WT... Ah, whatever...

Iggy: -censored with Matt-

Vera's Max: -giggles- Don't censor anything!

Justin: Hey...Where's Auntie Saint and Daddy go?

Iggy: Alright. -has hot, steamy gay sex with Matt-

Me: NO. BAD IGGY. GO F#$% FROMO.

Iggy: -humps Fromo-

Justin: Hello! I'm an unaccompanied minor! Daddy is missing...

Lear: Hello young one! Haveth some drink!

Iggy: -pulls Lear into the make out session- -f#$%s Fromo and Lear-

Justin: SAINT AND DADDY ARE MISSING AND I'M ALONE YOU F#$ING MORONS!!!!

Skits: JUSTIN! -hugs- Don't say f#$ing ever again.

Me: JUSTIN! Bad words! Don't f#$ing curse!

Justin: But Mommy says it...

Me: And speaking of f#$ing... I think that's where Saint and Fang are...

Skits: Your mommy's an idiot.

Iggy: -is f#$ing Lear and Fromo-

Skits: ...And a man-whore. Your mommy's an idiotic man-whore.

Justin: Auntie Saint said something like, "F#$ Lent"... Is she f#$ing Lent?

Skits: ...No, she's f#$ing your daddy.

Justin: Oh.

Skits: And, don't say 'f$#' anymore, Justin.

Justin: Am I gonna have more little siblings?

Skits: If your daddy breaks the condom again...

Justin: What's that?

Skits: It's what keeps them from getting pregnant.

Justin: Ok...

Iggy: S#$...I forgot the f#$ing condom!

Me: F##################$k...

Justin: What's a f#$ing condom?

Skits: Don't say that word!

Justin: Is that a different kind?

Me: Yes. It has the word f#$ in front.

Justin: Ok! I like you! Who are you?

Me: I'm Matt! Not Matthias!

Skits: He's another f#$ing idiot. No offense.

Justin: You're my Uncle Matthias! -huggles-

Me: NONONONONONONO. Matt! Not Matthias!

Justin: But Auntie Saint said...

Me: Yeah, well, Auntie Saint's a f#$%ing idiot.

Iggy: I don't see why you don't like Fromo and Lear, they're great in bed.

Me: And she's f#$%ing an idiot, but that's another story...

Justin: Auntie Saint says you're a Damn Floridian, but she liked you anyway.

Me: I'll take that as a compliment...

Skits: Don't say 'damn' either!

Justin: Auntie Saint also said not to tell your wife about her and Fang's twins.

Me: She knows. I think.

Justin: F#$%ing idiot! Why can't I say that?

Skits: 'Cause it has a bad word.

Me: It's not nice, Justin.

Skits: F#$% is the dirtiest of all words.

Me: But also the most useful.

Justin: I think Auntie Saint is in trouble! I heard screams! Should I go check?

Me: Heheheheh... No. Just... Stay where you are...

Skits: Heheh...No...stay...

Justin: But...

Skits: Just stay, hon... Trust me.

Me: Please... You're still young and fairly innocent...

Skits: You'll regret going...

Me: Very much so...

Justin: Uncle Matt, you're f#$%ing cool.

Me: -grins-

Skits: STOP SAYING 'F#$%'!

Me: Hey, I'm not complaining about that usage.

Justin: F#$% f#$% f#$%!

Skits: -washes mouth out with soap-

Justin: Ew!

Skits: Exactly.

Justin: Auntie Saint is here! She says I need to go to bed...

Me: Tell her she's a Damn New Englander!

Skits: Have a nice f#$%ing, Saint?

M.G: I'm watching this conversation without actualy participating, and I find it f#$%ing hilarious...

Saint: Damn Floridian... Skits, can I talk to Iggy?

Iggy: What do you want? I was in the middle of f#$%ing Fromo and Lear....

Saint: I......... Hold on...

Me: -wonders what happened to Max- -decides he doesn't really care- -may have to rewrite next MM&aDK chap-

Skits: Matt's the damn Floridian, Saint's the damn New Englander, M.G's the f#$%ing Canadian, what am I?

Vera: And what about me?

M.G: Wait, since when am I the f#$%ing Canadian?

Skits: -shrug-

Spiffy: Hey!

Pooky: We brought more cake!

Spiffy: How come we always get stuck making wedding cake?

Pooky: It's yummy?

Skits: WHY DON'T I GET A TITLE?!

Me: You seriously WANT to be a "Damn something?"

Skits: I feel left out...

Spiffy: Damn Kentuckian.

M.G: Damn Kentuckian...

Skits: Better.

Me: Damn Kentuckian...

Vera: -cries- What am I!?

Pooky: Bi-Polar.

Skits: You're that damn person from that damn state...

Vera: Bipolar... gee, thanks...

M.G: Damn whatever-the-f#$%-you-call-people-from-SC...

Pooky: We'll be right back...

Spiffy: We're going to go ruin Fang and Saint's night...

Pooky: It is Lent...

Spiffy: They shouldn't be doing such things!

Me: No it's not! It's Sunday now! They are freed from the constraints of Lent for 24 hours! Let's get f#$%ing!

Pooky: Don't tell Saint that. We want to make her feel guilty.

Vera: We're called South Carolinians...

M.G: That's what I thought..

Pooky: Damn Carolinian.

Me: Damn South Carolinean...

Skits: You're still to me that damn person from that damned state

M.G: Wait, what's Kara? Damn New Jersian?

Skits: Damn New Joisian.

M.G: Jersey. Not Joisey.

Skits: For extra annoyance..

Kara: JERSEY!!! JER-F#$%IN-ZEE

Skits: Jerf#$ingzee? Jer, like you're, f#$ing, zee, like thee. YOU'RE F#$ING THEE?! So, you're f#$ing yourself?

M.G: That's Iggy, not Kara..

Saint: Can I borrow a chainsaw? I need to dismember a hobbit and a penguin.

Iggy: -hands chainsaw-

Saint: Thank you, Iggy...

Skits: Um...Saint...

Saint: Though I'd like to know what this white stuff is on it..

Skits: About that chainsaw... Nevermind...

Saint: Second thought... No.

Me: -facepalm- Bad... Bad chainsaw...

Saint: -drops chainsaw-

Skits: Wana spork instead?

Saint: I'll just choke them....

Iggy: Hey, Saint, did the condoms work?

Saint: -kills Iggy- Moving on...

Me: -resurrects- NO F#$%ING DYING.

Saint: I killed him.

Me: Your point?

Saint: You wrecked my kill.

Me: Your point"

Saint: -kills Matthias-

M.G: -realives all dead people- I can't keep track anymore..

Iggy: DID. THE. F#$ING. CONDOMS. WORK?!

Me: Whose condoms? I think everyone here's used one tonight...

Skits: -giggles- F#$%ing condoms. F#$%ing condoms...

Saint: YES, THEY F#$%ING DID! NOW WHAT PART OF 'YOU TELL NO ONE' DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND YOU STUPID HORNY BIRD-KID?!

Iggy: -humps Saint- Your anger makes me more horny.

Saint: -shoots Iggy's balls off-

Iggy: Kinky.

Saint: Damn Horny Bird... YOU HAVE NO BALLS! IT'S NOT KINKY!!

Iggy: -humps Matt-

Max: -humps Iggy-

Saint: YOU ARE BLEEDING FROM YOUR BALL AREA! I SHOT THEM OFF! WHY DON'T YOU STOP HUMPING THINGS?!

Iggy: -humps Max-

M.G : You have no idea how hard I'm trying not to burst out laughing...

Max: -gets back on top-

Skits: ...mating season for Maxxiekinz?

Saint: WHAT THE HELL, MAX?!

Iggy: -has sex with Max-

Me: No... not yet...

Fang: Wow...

Skits: ...what the hell are they doing?

Saint: -gets hold of Fang- No.

Fang: Dammit...

Iggy: -f#$%s Max hard-

Me: It's free live porn...

Saint: IGGY! DID YOU REMEMBER THE CONDOM?!

Fang: o_0

Me: Oh s#$%... PULLOUTPULLOUTPULLOUT!!!!

Iggy: -continues f#$%ing Max condomless-

Me: Wait... No... Couch...

Saint: -pulls out gun-

Fang: SAINT!

Saint: It would work...

Vera's Max: -attempts to f#$% Iggy and... herself...-

Iggy: -finishes f#$%ing Max-

M.G: This is just a f#$%ing great conversation.

Me: -is freaked by the sudden threesome in his bedroom-

Saint: Well, f#$.

Me: Nice choice of words, Saint.

Fang: I think they did.

Saint: -whacks Fang-

Iggy: Well...finally, I get a good f#$%ing.

Me: YOU'VE BEEN SCREWING ALL NIGHT!

Skits: -bites lip to avoid bursting out laughing-

Iggy: But Max has been the best.

Max: -drunken grin-

Iggy: Whoa, wait...did I really just f#$% Max?

Saint: -mutters- Bet Fang's better...

Max: Ready for round two?

Iggy: Hell yes. -f#$%s Max again- -and again-

Me: -leaves-

Iggy: -and again-

Saint: Is Max gonna convert to Iggy's Witnesses?

Me: Let's ask her.

Max: !!!!!

Fang: Have I been dumped?

Saint: In a way...

Iggy: -and again-

Me: I thought you were married, Fang...

Iggy: -and again-

Fang: Yeah. Just saying.

Saint: He'll miss the adoration... I'll miss the competition.

Iggy: -and once again-

Saint: -throws condoms at Iggy-

Me: I think Max is just really really drunk...

Saint: Ahhh...

Me: But you never know...

Iggy: -throws condoms away and continues f#$%ing Max-

Saint: Well, it was worth a shot.

Max: I swear to drunk I'm not Go-YEEESSSS!!!!

Iggy: -f#$%s Max even more-

Vera's Max: -f#$%s Iggy-

Max: -f#$%s Iggy too-

M.G: Have I mentioned I love Skype? Because I love Skype...

Me: Have I mentioned I love weddings? Because I love weddings...

Fang: Pancakes...

Skits: Stop licking Saint.

Saint: He bit me.

Fang: :D

Iggy: -f#$%s Max- -tastes Max- Mmmm. -f#$%s more-

Saint: Ok, Iggy's starting to creep me out...

M.G: Iggy, dude... Can we like, banish him?

Max: Less licking. More f#$%ing.

Iggy: -f#$%s more, licks less-

Goddess M.G and Sir Mackles of Canadia: ...

Saint: That's Wal*Mart. Or was that Payless? It was... F#$%s More. Licks Less. That's Payless.

Iggy: -f#$%s Max more-

Me: MORE -beer smiley- !!!

Saint: -beer- -margarita-

Me: -beer- -margarita- -beer- -margarita- -beer- -margarita- -beer- -margarita- -beer- -margarita-

Saint: To quote Captain Jack...."DRINKS ALL AROUND!"

Iggy: -finishes f#$%ing Max- Well...that was great...

Max: ROUND THREE!!!

Me: OFF MY F#$%ING COUCH!!!

Saint: Well, it's a 'F#$%ing Couch', Matt,,,

Iggy: If it's a f#$%ing couch... -f#$%s Max on the couch-

Me: -facepalm-

Saint: Wording, Matthias-san...

Iggy: -hard- -harder than Fang ever has-

Saint: Not possible, Ig.

Max: -is wondering why the hell she "chose Fang" back in MAX-

Iggy: -MUCH harder than Fang ever has-

Saint: Well, I think I officially win Fang here...

Saint: WHO DOES IT HARDER THAN IG!

Fang: What?

Saint: I'm fighting with Iggy, love...

Fang: Fang: Ok...

Saint: Is it bad that I randomly want to shoot Iggy's dick off? Just because?

Me: No, that's completely normal.

Saint: Oh, good. -pulls out gun-

M.G: I say we neuter Iggy, and make the world a better place...

Skits: I second that motion.

Saint: I'm on it, M.G.

Iggy: -breaks couch-

Saint: -aims gun-

Me: NO!!!!!!!!! MY COUCH!!!!!!! BITCH!!!!!!

Iggy: -f#$%s Max anyway-

Saint: -is laughing too hard to aim-

Me: -shoots Iggy's dick off-

Saint: I WANTED TO DO THAT! DAMN FLORIDIAN!

Iggy: -is f#$%ing Max so hard Matt misses-

Me: HE BROKE MY COUCH!!!

Saint: BUT I WANTED TO DO IT!-stomps foot-

Me: HE BROKE MY F#$%ING COUCH!!! -rephrases- HE BROKE MY GODDAMN COUCH!!!

Saint: -just shoots Iggy full of holes-

Skits: -glares- -slaps Matt-

Saint: Zeus damn around Skits, Matt... Zeus-Damn.

Me: Got it. HE BROKE MY ZEUSDAMN COUCH!!!

Vera's Max: Why the f#$% won't Iggy f#$% me!?

Iggy: -f#$%s Matt's Max-

Kara: WE GET IT IGGY, YOU'RE F#$%ING SOMRONE BUT WE DO NOT NEED LIVE UPDATES!

Me: Okay, how many little post-things DON'T use the word f#$%?

Saint: I don't f#$%ing know....

Iggy's dick should fall off now

And get stuck where it is...Wow

That would be awkward and just weird

But I don't care 'cause that kid's queered.

Iggy: -f#$%s Max on top of Matt-

Saint: ...

Me: ...

Saint: Shoot them.

Me: -does so-

Skits: -tries not to laugh-

Iggy: -rolls off of Matt onto floor and continues f#$%ing Max-

Me: -keeps shooting-

Saint: -turns Iggy into neutered cat-

Max: Oh, hey Fang!

Fang: Hi...

Max: Care to join us?

Saint: -grabs Fang- HE'S NOT!

Skits: HADES-DAMMIT! IGGY MARIAN RIDE GRIFFITHS BLEVINS! GET YOUR DICK OUT OF HER RIGHT NOW OR I'M GETTING THE STROON AND BEATING YOUR ASS WITH IT FROM HERE TO PLUTO!

Iggy: -jumps away from Max- -puts clothes on- -steps away from Max-

Max: NO! COME BACK!

Fang: Hi...

Iggy: So...tempted...to...f#$%...

Saint: Don't talk to her..

Me: -is sleeping-

Iggy: -f#$%s Max more-

Max: -jumps on Fang-

Saint: -tackles Max- MINE!!!

Skits: -slaps Matt- Wake up!

Saint: MATTHIAS!

Me: -wakes up- My naked-catfight radar is tingling...

Saint: CONTROL YOUR WIFE THING!

Skits: -pushes Matt and Max into a room- GO F#$% EACH OTHER!

Saint: That should work... HOLD THEM IN THE ROOM!

Me: -yawn- -falls asleep-

Max: -humps anyway-

Skits: -tries not to burst out laughing-

Fromo: Does anybody here wanna sleep with me?

Iggy: -raises hand-

Saint: I was gonna say, Iggy will.

Fromo: -runs off with Iggy to San Francisco-

Skits: -holds Iggy back- You've done enough f#$%ing for one night.

Saint: I'm gonna get to bed, peeps. Work tomorrow.

Me: And everyone says bye to Saint, etc...

Max: -facepalm- IwasdrunkIwasdrunkIwasdrunkIwasdrunkIwasdrunk...

Skits: 'Night.

Me: Bye Saint!

Iggy: -goes to bed with Saint-

Saint: NO, IGGY!

M.G: 'Night Saint!

Me: I'll get you back for this whole Max-wife-thing...

Saint: Matthias, you will lose. It's a horde of females against one... Many X-chromosomes...

Me: NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Skits:

Saint: Bitchy ones... And once a month, we become bloodthirsty.

Me: MY SINGLE Y SHALL WITHSTAND YOUR ATTACKS!!!

M.G: That's what Mack said, Matt... Now we have him wrapped around our fingers.

K. Diddy: Good night home dawg Saint ;(

Me: There will be no wrapping of fingers!

M.G: That's what you think...

Saint: I'm gonna kill Iggy, by the way. Starting with sticking his balls in a blender.

M.G: -claps- Good.

Saint: Awww....Matthias is so cute, thinking he'll win!

Skits: -glances at Matt- -bursts out laughing-

Saint: -huggles Matthias-

Me: Should I take that as a compliment?

Skits: Take what as a compliment?

Me: That's what I thought. Damn New Englander...

Saint: Damn Floridian. -huggles- -kicks in balls- Don't mess.

Me: Ever notice how Saint always seems to be in control, even when she's not in control?

Max: She's got you wrapped around her fingers, dude...

Thanks for reading! -Matt&Max