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Lindsay - “COLE! I got 100 on my exam Nigga Bitchhhhh!”

Cole - “I’m…so happy for you… nigga bitch?

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Lindsay: Theres this girl that looks like the cartoon dog part thats attatched to the cat in that show with the cat attatched to the dog.
Cole: … You mean Cat-Dog?
Lindsay: Yeah, whatever.

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Watching a show about Siamese Twins.

Dad: Imagine you and Lauren were conjoined?
Lindsay: Fuck no, I’d have killed her!
Dad: You’d both be dead.

-Cole.

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You may have noticed that my posts have been lacking recently. There are two main reasons for this.

The first is that neither of my sisters live with me anymore, and without them, my mother is just a woman who swears alot.

Secondly. I’ve recently realized that half of the shit Lindsay does is only funny if you can actually see it with your own eyes. Lots of snapping, stuttering, eye rolling and MMMMMMMKAYYYYs make her more of an elderly black woman than I have ever met in my life.

Thus… It is my promise to you dear readers, to try to capture some of lindsay’s finer moments on film.


In the meantime, you can check out my other Tumblr www.daveandcole.tumblr.com if you really need some more funnies in your life. The posts are just as dumb, but with less females. Yayyyyy Gender equality!
Let the games begin!

-Cole.

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In our younger years, my sister and I were often babysat by our grandpa because no babysitter was able to handle us together. we noticed that our grandpa was always just… falling asleep at random. My sister and I were very hyperactive kids and noting my grandfather’s intermittent sleeping patterns, the game of all games was invented.
It was called naked day. 
The purpose of the game was to get from one end of whichever room my grandpa was sleeping in and back without him waking up…in the nude. My sister went first and just as she made it almost half way my grandpa woke up. My sister immediately ran in the opposite direction directly into the door frame knocking herself out… completely naked.

- Bev

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My Valentines Day involved eating Chinese Food with my family, and then cutting my sisters weave out of her hair for an hour.

If that’s not a perfect day of romance, I don’t know what is.

  • Lindsay: What are those black stripes on the back trunk of police cars for?
  • Mom: Strips of Velcro to stick criminals hands to when they run out of handcuffs.
  • Lindsay: Seriously? Cause that's really smart.
  • -Cole

  • Lindsay: I bet African kids would get drunk off of like one shot because they don't eat.

  • Mom: Wait, Little Wayne, is he black?
  • Lauren: Fuck, Obviously! And its "Lil Wayne" Mom.
  • Mom: I donno, the only Wayne I know in the entertainment industry is John Wayne, and hes white... and dead.
  • Me: Seriously Mom, if someones name starts with "Little" or any other word that's not a real name there's a 99% chance they are black. Queen Latifah, Bustah Rhymes, Dr Dre... Might surprise you hes not a real Doctor.
  • Mom: Eminem, Vanilla Ice?
  • Me: Okay well, Eminem is only one word, and Vanilla Ice cancels itself out cause its pretty self explanatory as both of those things are white.
  • Mom: What about Little Richard?
  • Me: Also black.
  • -Cole.

My Mom uses Facebook to voice her complaints.

My Mom uses Facebook to voice her complaints.

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I asked my family recently what they thought about the blog… here’s some answers.

Dad: Do I need a computer to see that?”

Lauren: Sa’ighttt… (Seriously that’s what she said.)

Lindsay: “I feel like we shoulda been blonde”

Mom’s Boyfriend: “You really shouldn’t put those things up, it just makes your mom angry”

Mom: “Fuck off”

- Cole.

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My cousin brought her new boyfriend for dinner, and he happens to be Jewish. He seems pretty excited about having his very first Christmas dinner of all time with us.

My aunt makes Ham.

-Cole.

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For a long time everyone in my family was pretty sure I was gay. I mean… not that I gave them much proof against that fact. I was chubby, was in drama, and had a terrible lisp. I knew in my heart of hearts that those were the reasons girls didnt like me, but everyone else took them as signs that I enjoyed penises.

Anyways. at a particularly frivilous point in my life a few years ago I had gotten over my awkwardness and had several lady friends on the go.

One day, my mother watching a girl do the walk of shame from the Shed, says to me…

“I swear to God Cole, if i see one more girl leave this house, I’ll call your uncles and tell them you’re gay.”

“No one is going to believe that mom.”  I replied, thinking myself intelligent, “Everyone knows I’m not. I like girls. Its pretty obvious.”

“Fine,” my mother replied with a devilish smirk. “I’ll just tell them you’re having sex with fat chicks instead.”

I immediately ceased my adulterous ways… until I moved out.

-Cole.

  • Lauren: Why is your Pokémon poster french?
  • Cole: Its not...
  • Lauren: Well then why is there a "é" in it?
  • Cole: That's just how they spell Pokémon.
  • Lauren: Well Japanese people don't speak french, so why is it in there?
  • Cole: That's actually a really good question.