when good IT goes bad:

scott: hey... do you want to out on the ledge with me today. I'm going to go buck naked. Then get lunch after. This afternoon we can take turns pushing each other down stairs.
me: lmfao!
me: whoo hooo.. i wore my nice gap underweyahs today
scott: how about we just walk to the hospital.. find and empty room... and just crawl into the beds and pretend to be patients in comas

me: we could play good brick/bad brick again..whattya say now?
scott: i want to be be bad brick!
scott: or do you want to play door-finger-slam_slam?
me: but we always play that, how bout something new like ice pick thumb wrestling?

also, this morning someone in my building had left a note that read the following:

Please do not steal newspapers that do not belong to you. It is a crime and a sin. Please be a good neighbor/person and don't take newspapers that aren't yours.

No doubt it sucks to have your stuff taken, but I find in ironic that they put "crime" before "sin." Like the "sin" part was just an addendum in case the thief wasn't remorseful b/c it was illegal, so they had to throw in the religious thing. Odd.