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.