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the name?
mad maddie:
yes, cuz it demands to be made fun of!
mad maddie:
seriously, who goes to “Sea the World” during the 1st semester of their senior yr? senior yr is a time for madcap partying, not for sailing about the globe and stuffing yourself with culture.
SnowAngel:
*coughs* on a party boat under jet blue skies, surrounded by girls in bikinis …
mad maddie:
like i said. what was he thinking?
SnowAngel:
i watched an episode of “girls” last nite where there was a guy from the navy, and he was hot in his sailor suit.
mad maddie:
i don’t think doug would be hot in a sailor suit.
SnowAngel:
well … no
SnowAngel:
but hot or not, i’m not going to be there to see him. it’s not that i don’t WANT to, it’s just that
mad maddie:
yessssssss?
SnowAngel:
i have a flesh-eating virus. i DO!
SnowAngel:
i have a virus and it is attacking my nose and i am DISFIGURED.don’t you dare laff!
mad maddie:
angela, i saw you at school and you were fine
SnowAngel:
but it was beginning. i could feel it
mad maddie:
uh huh. and how did you suddenly get this flesh-eating virus?
mad maddie:
does it by any chance have to do with the fact that we’re talking about doug?
SnowAngel:
what? NO!
mad maddie:
r you sure? cuz i know you, angela. don’t think i’ve forgotten your whole “doug will be my starter husband” spiel.
SnowAngel:
maddie, that was LAST YEAR, way before doug and zoe even started dating.
SnowAngel:
anyway, did you happen to forget the one small fact that i’m going out with logan now???
mad maddie:
ohhhh, right. logan.
SnowAngel:
*puts hands on hips* why do you say it that way?
mad maddie:
what way?
SnowAngel:
u know what way
mad maddie:
and YOU know why. so drop it.
mad maddie:
i think it’s interesting that you develop a flesh-eating virus on the very day yr supposed to c doug, that’s all.
SnowAngel:
you think i’m making it up? i’m not making it up, maddie. if you insist on being technical, it’s a staph infection. it’s all nasty under my nose—and even up INSIDE my nose so that it looks very booger-ish and vile—and i’m NOT going out in public like this!
mad maddie:
wait a sec—i’m having a flashback
mad maddie:
didn’t this same staph infection thing happen last year?
SnowAngel:
yes *sniff, sniff*
SnowAngel:
it happens every year when i get a bad cold, and now i’ll have to go on antibiotics and it’ll take a week to clear up and until then everyone will think i’ve got a huge booger oozing out of my right nostril. they’ll call me booger girl! that’s what it’ll say in the senior section of the yearbook. angela silver: booger girl!
mad maddie:
god, yr vain
SnowAngel:
yr calling me VAIN?!!! *pops a blood vessel*
SnowAngel:
of COURSE i’m vain. i’ve been vain my entire life!
mad maddie:
so suck it up and come with us to the airport!
SnowAngel:
yr not grasping the full disgusting-ness of this. it’s an OPEN SORE under my nostril. it’s bubbly and slimy with neosporin, and it’s growing even as we speak.
SnowAngel:
it PULSES, maddie
mad maddie:
what is it with you and things that pulse?
SnowAngel:
???
mad maddie:
oh, angela, don’t even! 1) your staph infection pulses. 2) you can’t bear to touch your wrist cuz the vein there pulses. and 3), dear god, we certainly can’t forget your neck.
mad maddie:
“woe is me. i can feel my blood pulsing thru my pillow! it jams up wrong against my carotid artery!”
SnowAngel:
WELL IT DOES
mad maddie:
then get a new one. you’ve been complaining about it for frickin ever!
SnowAngel:
*adopts a wounded expression* i have had a series of unfortunate pillows, thank you very much. aunt sadie is a sweetie, but her pillows r crap. that’s the only bad thing about living with her.
mad maddie:
that and the fact that she burns every single thing she tries to cook.
SnowAngel:
well, true
mad maddie:
and