There will be no pot of gold at the end of this rainbow

I am sorry to announce the end of this blog. On Thursday, Krisen's family mourned the loss of such a beautiful soul. This blog is a testament to some of the wonderful times Krisen and I had together throughout our year together as roommates. I will miss her for a long time and never forget her.

Stuff My Roommate Approves Of

So yesterday, me, my roommate and our good friend, Kevin, went out on a shopping adventure. And every now and then we would pass by an empty building which we determined we should turn it into our secret cult base. Then my roommate and Kevin discussed the aspects of our secret cult. They decided that we needed to start a cult in the old Barnes and Noble close to our campus and summon the ultimate white girl, Taylor Swift. After which, we will destroy Taylor Swift. For this summoning we would need all the essentials for a white girl: uggs, apple products, a hot guy, a boy band CD and Starbucks.

My friend folks. My dear friends.

Poopface 

Why does my roommate not say stupid shit that I can post on the blog?

Poopface Problems. :(

More shit my roommate says.

So I've learned one in the morning is the best time to gain material for the newest topic on this blog. Poopface says the weirdest shit...so here is a list from out late night conversations.

"My sims are real. Don't lie to me"
"What if the sims are tiny people that live in your hair?"
At some point she decided she would replace my arms with a chainsaw and a tree that's really a transformer.  She also wanted to replace my hair with worms but that would ruin my sims lives.
We also discussed how you could have sex with the ghost that haunts our dorm hall.

This shit is too great to makeup.

Shit My Roommate Says

We were sitting silently in the room, both on our computers, and out of nowhere my roommate says to her sims game "I wonder if I can have sex with a ghost."

Yeah....that just happened.

MAKE NONE OF THE PROGRESS!

So as you've noticed Poopface and I have been absent recently, and we may be for long periods of time in the future. But we have a legit excuse I swear. We've been absent because our Gecko ate our blog. That's right, out tiny, not even an eighth of a pound gecko ate the entire blog and got super sick and barfed all over the place and then we had to get the blog dry cleaned and it just wasn't pretty. So sorry about that guys, we'll try to keep the lizard away from the blog in the future.

This is the little shit looking proud of himself after barfing up the blog all over the carpet.

Any-who here I am, once again, talking about random things no one cares about. Like how old people boobs turn into dust with a loud poof noise that echos across the plains. YAY! 

Love you dear readers (in a weird non-sexual way I swear), 

Buttmuffin

Maybe Poopface is Spiderman

 

 So Poopface may very well be Spiderman...as this photo was discovered today after a trip to Meijer with our pal Adam.   She is the most lovely Spiderman ever! 

But of course, she can't be the only superhero in our group, oh no, because I....I am batman! Damn...just look at those sexy bat ears and that lovely face. I am flawless. I am the hero...not that this city deserves, but the one it never wanted in the first place. And god dammit I will keep this city safe. Or maybe just run away from the jingly keys and roombas...not sure yet. 

Oh...and you may have noticed that half of iron man is in my photo as well. Yes...that is Adam, the one and second IRON MAN! HELL YEAH BITCHES!

So yeah, were the league of super awesome good guys that don't' do shit. Bow at our feet in worship peasants!

Much Love, and maybe a life save if I claim you as worthy, 

Butt Muffin (Batman)

P.S. Poopface is DA BESTEST ROOMMATE EVER.