Euro cloth

So a few of my roommates and I ( whom I shall refer to as Taira, Flower, and Lilo) were talking about how we need to get more sponge heads for our dish thing and Flower runs in holding this cloth and declares "guys I have a Euro cloth!" Now I didn't hear euro cloth, what I heard was urinal cloth so I asked her why on earth she had a urinal cloth that got me a weird look from everybody, flower cleared it up and much laughter ensued. The moral of the story, use a dishwasher.

I'm a what now?

"My butt is sore..." *gasp* "I'm a Buttasaur!" The moral if the story, if you wanna be a dinosaur, be a Buttasaur!

Strawberry?

This isn't necessarily something one of my roommates said but it happened to me and I found it rather entertaining. I went in for a job interview today and it was going great (I hope) and the last question they asked me I found... intriguing. The question was "If you could be any fruit in the world, what fruit would you be any why?" I answered strawberry because they are awesome, and delicious (and it was the first fruit to come to mind) but I have to wonder to what purpose was that question relevant? I understand that as a smoothie place fruit is important but why would my personal fruit preference affect my capability for work? Do they have a chart in the back that connects certain fruit with certain personalities? Is there a taboo fruit answer? (If there is I bet it's the Tomato) I may never know... The moral of the story, beware of vegetables in fruit's clothing.

The Core!!!

A while back I was sleeping on the floor in BattleCry's room (I don't remember why...) and we, well she, discovered that I occasionally talk in my sleep. In the middle of the night BattleCry not yet asleep (silly insomnia) heard me mumbling something so she asked what I was saying to which my fast asleep self replied "we cant go to the Core!", even more confused she asked what I meant, my response "The Core is broken!". I apparently sounded very distressed about the state of that core, and to this day we have no idea if the core was fixed since I don't remember that dream at all. The moral of the story, watch out for those pesky cores because they are always breaking!

Lions and Tigers and Assassins oh my!

So it would seem that often when we misinterpret what somebody said in this house one of our first thoughts is that it was something about assassins. A while back I had a friend of mine staying with me while she looked for a place to live, she happened to mention that she was "a quiet, unassuming roommate" my roommate (whom we shall from here too call BattleCry) asked rather concerned "what about assassinating Mermaids?" Needless to say much laughter ensued. Another time I was visiting my parents and was skyping BattleCry, I was trying to tell her about how I had a thought that Chiropractors would make excellent ninja assassins, but the reception wasn't the best so She had to mime her end of the conversation. This led to probably THE worst game of charades in the history of Skype, I thought for sure she was trying to tell me that she herself was a Chiropractor Ninja Assassin... The moral of the story, beware of Chiropractor Ninja Assassins because they are coming for your mermaids.

An Overheard Whimper

The other night I had gone to bed rather late and when I walked into my room I was a tad distressed to see I had put a bunch of stuff on my bed earlier that day. Rather disappointed I stated "Why is there crap on my bed? Why would I do that to myself?". I cleared it off and thought nothing more of it. The next day I found out that my roommate across the hall had heard me, "You just sounded so pathetic and like you were about to cry kinda like you were done with life." She laughed at my expense a great deal over this. The moral of the story, be careful what you say and how you say it because you never know when your roommate will use it against you.