pwnage and the weather

Jenny's hair is now uber-short, prompting the following bus convo:

Cissy: OMG your hair is like those olive people!
Jenny: ...what?
Cissy: You know, you look like, those people. A bunch of thirtyfive yearolds in business suits.
Jenny: I look like a bunch of thirtyfive yearolds in business suits?
Cissy: You know! Of that film, I mean the series! The chinese series!
Jenny: Moonlight Sonata?
Cissy: What?
Jenny: Wait, that's a Korean series.
Cissy: Well anyway, you look like them, and I don't like them, so you suck!
Jenny: Yeah, well... you look ugly.
Maggie: OWNED.


Also, after watching the news I am forced to conclude that there IS a weather god, and it is PISSED.

As in, either pissed OFF or JUST pissed.