Wotsits..
Jen - Why was 6 afraid of 7?
Hannah - Cause 7 8 8!!
*laughter*
Hannah - Oh no! Cause 7 8 9!
Jen - Why was 6 afraid of 7?
Hannah - Cause 7 8 8!!
*laughter*
Hannah - Oh no! Cause 7 8 9!
**Hannah has fake tan on her desk, Dave has the mental age of 6**
Dave - I’ve just put an “H” on my forehead with that, will it go brown?
Hannah – Of course, it’s fake tan!
Dave - This is your fault!
Hannah – How is this my fault?
Dave - You left it sitting there on your desk knowing that I’m a child and I’d come in and use it!
Hannah - I wonder if Einstein had a large forehead?
John – I don’t think it indicates intelligence.
Hannah - Yeah, otherwise bald people would be like, genius’.
Dave - I cut my grass last night and I missed a bit. My lawn now has a mochican
*there is a thump*
John – (to Hannah) did you just lay a can of freeze spray?
*Hannah and Jen laugh*
John – You just did a little shuffle and we heard a “clink”
Hannah – That’s why my stomach was rumbling earlier.
Hannah - you’ll be like *pulls tightened smily face with no expression and claps hands* yay!
Jen - You look like a Wallace and Gromit character.
John - A Wallace and Gromit character has more expression.
Hannah - People like throwing stuff at me
John - Dunno what it is. Maybe that big head? That forehead!
*ranting about our boss and his ambush on us about sales calls without his teeth in*
Hannah – Comes out of his office with his big long legs being all gummy.
*Hannah is reading a gossip magazine*
John – Is there anything in there about people acting as a surrogate for their cat?
Hannah – No, I’ll let you be the first to read it if there is.
Hannah – Ohhhh. Candyfloss sheep!
John – What?
Hannah - We could feed animals that sweet tabacco. Then they poop it and we could flatten it until it’s cookies and eat them with some milk. And have sheep made out of candyfloss that we can eat.