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"Is that my belt...no wait

"Is that my belt...no wait that's not my belt, sorry."

My sister is in my apartment as we speak. She's currently rummaging through my closet looking for all the shit I stole from her when she left for college. She's already found the pair of flip-flops I took. I'm depressed; they were nice flip-flops.

We're also laughing so hard that we cry about the fact that there's a band called Rascal Flatts. Seriously. Who would call themselves that? We prank called my mom and asked if Mr. Flatts was home, Mr. Rascal Flatts. It almost worked until we started laughing our asses off.

Posted October 2, 2002 10:27 PM | On This Day: 2003

 

2 Comments

Hey that’s almost as funny as the “Has anyone seen Mike Hunt?” joke in, I think, Porkies. So, what kind of freaking moron would take a vacation in Mississippi and Louisiana during a 140 mph hurricane? I think my new shoes are gonna be pretty much ruined.

You could always kill your sister and put her in the closet next to the flip-flops, seaters, etc. Then your "Sister Collection" would be complete. Wait...that sounded kind of psycho didn't it?