Last Day Of School
- Everybody else with their friends: Omg, I'm going to miss you sooooo much, promise me we're going to hang out this summer. I literally feel like crying right now.
- Me: Get out of my way, I hate all of you.
what if tonight you were laying in bed really sad and lonely and then all of the sudden the fictional character you are in love with just knocked on your window like in peter pan and then you guys stayed up all night chattering and being best friends and cuddling
- Mr. Moseby: Now, are you familiar with the gear shift?
- London: You mean... the prindle?
- Mr. Moseby: The what?
- London: The PRINDLE!
- Mr. Moseby: Are you referring to the shift lever that says P-R-N-D-L?
- London: I'm not a child, Moseby, I know how to spell prindle.
- Mr. Moseby: It is not something you spell. It is a gear shift. The letters stand for: Park, REverse, NEUTral, DRIVE and LOW!
- London: You're making me nervous with all this... technical talk!
- Mr. Moseby: Oh! I'm sorry. Why don't we just *relax* and turn on the *radio*? Would you like AHM! OR FIM?!
