Some quotes before I head to work.

Zach: Did you hear the election results?
Jess: Last night? Yeah.
Zach: I woke up at exactly 6am and it immediately came on the radio. I think my subconscious wanted me to hear the results, and so it woke me up with a bad dream and now I am afraid of deer.

Zach (about the Chop Shop missions in ‘Saints Row’): It doesn’t make sense. If they want these tires so bad, why do I have to bring them in attached to a car? They’re just gonna take the whole thing apart anyway, why can’t they just buy the tires themselves?
Jess: It’s a chop shop. That would be suspicious.
Zach: Suspicious? It would be suspicious for an Asian guy named Dennis to walk into a tire shop in Chinatown and go “Hey, I need some tires?”

Jess: I stopped five pillow fights in the five minutes I’ve been playing Sims.
Zach (playing Fallout):I’ve spent ten minutes looking for a violin.
Jess: Hah.
Zach: No. I’m actually looking for a violin.

Zach: I’m going to put a bell on you.

Zach (playing Sims): Is there a command prompt to turn off pillow fighting?

Zach (taking sleep medicine): Oh God, It’s like I’m drinking my own death.

*after cousin plays same song on piano for fifth time*
Dad: I think it’s time to hear something else now.
Zach: Freebird!

Zach: Apparently you can praise them for calmly watching TV--Why are there hookers in my house?

Zach: Why is the giant military truck tuned to the Classical station?

Zach: *upon thwarting an attempt made by Jess to headslap him* Peripheral vision, Bitch.

Some quotes before I head to work.

Zach: Did you hear the election results?
Jess: Last night? Yeah.
Zach: I woke up at exactly 6am and it immediately came on the radio. I think my subconscious wanted me to hear the results, and so it woke me up with a bad dream and now I am afraid of deer.

Zach (about the Chop Shop missions in ‘Saints Row’): It doesn’t make sense. If they want these tires so bad, why do I have to bring them in attached to a car? They’re just gonna take the whole thing apart anyway, why can’t they just buy the tires themselves?
Jess: It’s a chop shop. That would be suspicious.
Zach: Suspicious? It would be suspicious for an Asian guy named Dennis to walk into a tire shop in Chinatown and go “Hey, I need some tires?”

Jess: I stopped five pillow fights in the five minutes I’ve been playing Sims.
Zach (playing Fallout):I’ve spent ten minutes looking for a violin.
Jess: Hah.
Zach: No. I’m actually looking for a violin.

Zach: I’m going to put a bell on you.

Zach (playing Sims): Is there a command prompt to turn off pillow fighting?

Zach (taking sleep medicine): Oh God, It’s like I’m drinking my own death.

*after cousin plays same song on piano for fifth time*
Dad: I think it’s time to hear something else now.
Zach: Freebird!

Zach: Apparently you can praise them for calmly watching TV--Why are there hookers in my house?

Zach: Why is the giant military truck tuned to the Classical station?

Zach: *upon thwarting an attempt made by Jess to headslap him* Peripheral vision, Bitch.