The Quotable Ib November 19, 2007
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Ib, of course, being the derivative of my youngest brother’s nickname (used only by myself, thank you very much) Ibey, which was in itself a shortened version of the nickname Ibonek… and if you can’t figure that out, you don’t understand the way my mind works. Aaaaanyway:
“Their house was like a ginger.” ~ about the house of friends which we were at tonight. He did correct that to, “Like a gingerbread.”
“I wish you were a boy and went to Harvard.” ~ to me tonight in the car. (me: “Harvard???“ Ib: *duh* ”You know, the college.” Yes, as a matter of fact, I did.)
“If you weren’t my sister, I’d marry you.” ~ also to me, although that was a few weeks ago.Â
And that is it, because it is late and I’m tired, and those are all the quotes which I’d thought of to put up. Take care.
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*laughs hysterically*
I especially like that second quote. Duh! Narie, you must be so terribly dumb if you don’t even know what Harvard is.
Ha ha, he sounds like my five-year-old little brother. Mine is currently learning how to read and is constantly attempting (painstakingly) to spell out words and leave us messages. Yesterday he brought one of these notes to me and asked me what it said:
“Well, what does it say?” I asked.
“I-I forgot what I wrote — tell me what it says!”
I cautiously try to make sense of his message. After a few seconds of waiting, he looks up disgustedly: “Don’t you even know how to read?”
Ah, little brothers, what would life be like without them?
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