Stupid Things Marcus and I Have Done

Well over our friendship Marcus and I have done some pretty juvenile things that have caused excitement and controversy (on a pretty small scale I will admit)

In no particular order:

-Thrown pudding at cars passing my house
-Hit cars with the offending pudding
-Nearly hit my mom's VW Beetle with pudding
-Hit the hood of an angry fellows car with a water balloon, causing him to skid and break suddenly and then attempt to track us down
-Smoke an apple bong
-Smoke an apple bong with minors present
- the minors
-Push Marcus down my stairs
-Beat up Scott Ord
-Put a firecracker in Scott Ord's Kleenex box
-Put a firecracker in Scott Ord's mailbox
-Put a firecracker in Scott Ord's plastic snowman
-Put a firecracker in Scott Ord's shirt
-Shoot firecrackers at Marcus' car (named Eunice)
-Naming Marcus' car Eunice and adding various hood ornaments and decorations including (and not limited to) fuzzy dice, a plastic scientist figurine, a duck air freshener and a disco ball
-Skidding out horribly in the winter just outside of our High School and nearly taking out cars along the way
-Putting Phil's car into reverse as he was going 60 KM/H (his car made the oddest sound)
-Backing up over Marcus' family's blue recycle bins
-Farts too numerous to count
-Booze too numerous to count
-Violence and antics in and around my pool
-Calling Honey Nut Cheerios factories and giving them shit for not being more like Fruit Loops
-Filming a stupid video for grade 10 Drama class
-Getting a good mark for filming a stupid video
-Stealing/breaking things of Ashish's
-drawing an infinite number of inappropriate/stupid pictures on/in each other's school notebooks (so many human phallus' have been written upon those binders)
-WORST OF ALL: Creating blogs and allowing each other authorship on the other's blog

What is this, part two?

This is a delicious little snapshot i got after the potluck was over. A surprising number of people actually tried some, and all of them complained about a minty aftertaste. I just about died laughing when one girl went up to try some and said to her friend that it looked delicious. I think its more like what a young child would picture cancer to look like. Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.

What is this, spit soup?

Today was a wonderful day. Today was the day of the Floor 7 West Potluck. It was an evening of delights ranging from Cajun-style french-fries to some uneaten homemade perogies that some ugly creepy girl made. I decided, with about 20 minutes before the Potluck began, to enter my own delicious 'authentic German' creation to the pile. My accomplice Dakota and I collaborated on the following recipe:

2 cups of noodles
1 half of each red and green bell peppers
4 whole cloves of garlic
A few splashes of Coca Cola
1/2 cup of pickle juice
Several dashes of Mrs. Dash
A heaping spoonful of peanut butter (chunky variety)
One Vitamin C pill (you know, for the nutrition and junk)
Fresh ground pepper
1/2 cup of Frank's Red Hot Sauce
One diced Vlasic kosher pickle
2 handfuls of Lucky Charms
6 cheese slices
1/4 cup of sour cream
Several healthy sprays of Pam
Half an onion
A shot of rye whiskey
1 loonie-sized dollop of toothpaste
1.5 cups of Ragu

Add all ingredients except ragu into put to boil for 20 minutes. Add Ragu from fridge, and serve.

Bon Appetit!

Totally

I just got this blog. I'm not really sure what to write about just yet, so cut me some slack already!