*listening to ‘Bad Romance’ by Lady Gaga*

Liz: You and Lady Gaga speak the same kind of French.

Me: What kind? Bad? 

Liz: Well…umm..that’s not what I…umm..ok Yes. 

Liz: (singing)
Me: Liz you have my favourite singing voice.
Liz: Thanks but your 2nd favourite better be Lauren (Chvrches)!

Me: How’s your boyfriend doing these days?
Liz: Ugh…I don’t have a boyfriend!!….ok fine…Julien and me are separated now.
Me: Why what happened?
Liz: It doesn’t matter but all I know is that if I’m it and he’s in front of me – I’m not tagging him.

Liz: When everyone grows up they should have babies and be mommies.
Me: Why’s that?
Liz: Because there are millions of cars that need people to drive them.

Liz: I decided I don’t want to take karate class anymore.
Me: Why not? You were telling me you want to take it after swimming lessons.
Liz: Well…I just remembered I already know a karate kick and I kick really really hard. I don’t want to hurt anyone so it’s probably better that I don’t.

*Liz is feeling sick*
Liz: You know what? Maybe if I cheer on the good germs they will win the fight with the bad germs.
Me: What do you mean?
Liz: Well I mean I think they’re really fighting really really hard right now in my stomach.

Liz: When it storms and there’s lots of rain do the people that are dead up in the sky get wet like us?

Liz: Why don’t mouffettes (skunks) wear pants so everyone can’t see their butts when they fart?

Liz: Is there a giant coq (French for ‘rooster’) that stands up on the tallest mountain on Earth to wake up the sun in the morning?

Liz: Scientists don’t cry when their glow sticks go bad.