They're now dropping a poster of Edward cullen over themselves to see where it'll fall. At the minute, he's perving on 1, and 2 (wont use their names becaus thye dont want me to)...well, she started it.
Now they're arguing about who he belongs to, and now they're noting details.
Oh my gosh please help me, i'm scared to death it's infectious. I had a go for about five minutes, and then i realised how wel and truly sad they were being. Oh god, and what makes it worse?
They're lying down on their backs on my bed, dropping the poster....oh my god they're kissing it!
1 is now requesting to be called three whle looking over my shouler.
aw hell, save me before i become well and truly infected!
And now 2 has the poster flat against her face. Now she's telling me to be quiet so she can daydream and have some 'rivate time' with Edward Cullen.
Did she just say 'love you?' Please, oh my god, please, get me out of here! i'm not a celebrity but i'd take to eating bugs anyday rather than this!!!!
and 1 is now dropping a bag with a picture of Taylor Lautner on it, over her face......
well, that i can agree with. wait...drop the bag on me a sec!!!
(thouh, i have to admit, i wouldn't mind if there was more of Eddie on that poster)