I still can't believe this actually happened.
I'm hanging out at our friends-of-the-family's house this weekend with Mercy because her parents are out of town. Last night, I called Noah to see about us all going out for dinner today, and he told me this: "Much as I'd love to, I think that's going to be a problem..." to which I, curious and confused, asked "How come?" whereupon he responded "Well, I broke my leg."
What happened is that his friend Mary said to him, "Don't you ever feel like blasting techno in your living room and having a light switch rave?"
Yes, ladies and gentleman, Noah sprained his ankle jumping up and down in the dark to DDR music. This was an actual, factual occurrence. He explained all this to me while trying not to laugh because, despite the fact that he was in excruciating pain, it was still fucking hilarious, and he knew it. I laughed at him for a good five minutes while telling him repeatedly what a moron he is, and then I put him on the phone with Mercy, who told him to ice his leg and elevate it and take some pain reliever and stop being such a godforsaken fuckwit. And then she put him back on with me, and I told him to listen to Doctor Mercy and to get better soon. And then I called him an idiot again, because he deserved it.
So the bottom line is that we're not going out today, but I think Mercy and I are going to see The Nightmare Before Christmas which is back in theaters for the month, yay. Jack Skellington being my first love and all, we kind of have to. (Incidentally, Mercy had a crush on Sally. We are clearly meant to be.)
What happened is that his friend Mary said to him, "Don't you ever feel like blasting techno in your living room and having a light switch rave?"
Yes, ladies and gentleman, Noah sprained his ankle jumping up and down in the dark to DDR music. This was an actual, factual occurrence. He explained all this to me while trying not to laugh because, despite the fact that he was in excruciating pain, it was still fucking hilarious, and he knew it. I laughed at him for a good five minutes while telling him repeatedly what a moron he is, and then I put him on the phone with Mercy, who told him to ice his leg and elevate it and take some pain reliever and stop being such a godforsaken fuckwit. And then she put him back on with me, and I told him to listen to Doctor Mercy and to get better soon. And then I called him an idiot again, because he deserved it.
So the bottom line is that we're not going out today, but I think Mercy and I are going to see The Nightmare Before Christmas which is back in theaters for the month, yay. Jack Skellington being my first love and all, we kind of have to. (Incidentally, Mercy had a crush on Sally. We are clearly meant to be.)