Doctor, I've been diagnosed...

My sister diagnosed me with "Ledgeritis."
(there is no cure. I AM sorry to inform you that you have a terminal illness, commonly known as Ledgeritis.)
In which I told her that the term was "Heathicious Ledgeritis", i.e. "Ledgerism". It was over Facebook on some "argument" (hahaha...) about who was more beautiful: Christian Bale or Heath Leger.
(It's cause you think freaky, weird-looking bird-men are more beautiful than psychotic, gay-cowboy-playing blondes guys!!)
(Well EXCUSE ME for liking straight guys with sexy hands over naked gay australian cowboys!)‎
(0.o)
(you say nothing because you know I am right)
(No, I give you a demented look because I've never seen Brokeback in action so I couldn't say. har har har...)
(O.O ... >.< I don't want to see that....)

And then I went on to inform her of which movies of his I was going to buy...

But at least now I've been diagnosed!

In another part (still on facebook here...) we were talking about something unrelated. (HERE) and she said:
"Never trust something that you can't see where it keeps its brain." 
"Yeah, I bet it was standing right behind me." I replied.
"With a knife."
"Ooo, sweet."
"I thought you did not like knives." She said.
"Depends on who's at the other end."
"Kinky."
"Kinda."
"...or a lot."
"Or a lot."

Oooh, the conversations we entertain ourselves with.

Youtube video of the week! (It has been chosen because I keep thinking about it, an the song gets stuck in my head.)

Enjoy! :)