Facebooking (With Commentary by My Brother-in-Law Chris)

So for the last two days, every time I come outside I hear my neighbor playing either CoD or Halo. Would it be weird if I invited myself over?
Knock on the door, very nonchalantly introduce yourself, then be like, "Oh, you like CoD?" Whip out your controller, force entry and WREAK HAVOC!
Umm...Xbox live?
DUH
But I don't have CoD... He does.

Go buy CoD...right now...this second

Umm, last time I checked my sister was the boss of Chris. Not you.

And last time I checked, you weren't the boss of me. So...CoD...now

I beg to differ ;)
*Grabs a bowl of popcorn*
Don't mind me Mike.... keep talking like I'm not even here.
Cock cozy creep ass.
I was taking your side, Fender Tooth!

...must be all of the Miracle Chrome leeching in through your gums...

Hahaha....miracle chrome!
Stay the hell off of my Facebook.
You have a little lettuce right there *points* yea...yea...right there in your bracket...yup...right there.
Too bad your George Lopez sized head isn't filled with brains.
I'll remember that.
P.S. This George Lopez sized head with no brains received a higher grade in COMM 105...what does that say about you?
It says I'm ugly. You beat me with your looks, Sugarpants.
He only looks so good because he uses your teeth as a mirror.
BURN.