The Ellen Larson Page!
�Oh my god. Catharine, what�s my last name!?�

�Yes, I�m bleeding!�

�I want you to put an octopus on your head�now are brains are being controlled.�

�My hat is my life.�

�We have literary sex.�

�When I�m a grownup, I�m going to wear footy pajamas.�

�It�s not a vase, it�s a vaaz, damn it.�

�If I had to describe my life in one word I would say wax-paper. With a hyphen.�
��it�s a confidence issue, like wearing colorful underwear.�

�She has magic powers. I mean like sort of�she could grow a chia pet, maybe.�

�Man, I wish I were a ghetto underdog.�

�Euler was an oily bastard.��Carolyn Bussey
�I bet he had a mustache.��Ellen Larson

�What do you call a group of people?��Jesse Watson
�Stupid.��Ellen Larson

�Placebos, parameciums, they�re the same thing.�

�I�m disinterested in this because it doesn�t have Greek hoes in it.�

�Parker Ogden, you�re a woman!�

�Metaphors are dirty. I hate them.�

�We don�t call it hazing. We call it stabbing.�

�It�s on some romantic island, like Russia.�

�Math is more important than bathroom.�

�Bubbliest laptop ever.�

�And by �we� I mean �me�.�

�You know what�s like the metric system except stupider? The British.�

�It�d be like electing Jesus.�

�It�s called a gelatoid or something. It�s like a robot made of gelatin.�

�That�s why I�m going to kill her, because she�s not giving me attention.�

�It�s like Gollum, but except for countries.�

�My fingers don�t like fingers.�

�You have no idea how grouped I am right now.�

�I�m not mocking you, I�m mocking with you.�

�Fruit snacks are like Jesus, you can�t throw them.�
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