The Hamate is a small, hook-shaped carpal bone of the wrist

I was trying to avoid texting someone so I planned on lying about going skiing or something of the sort:
C: I'll back you up... You're skiing and I'm snowboarding.
M: Well by saying skiing, I always mean snowboarding. It's my thing.
C: Actually it's my thing... Whoa, did you see that 360 jump I just did?
M: Nice did you see my back flip??!?
C: Sliding down the hill on your back doesn't exactly count as a back flip...
M: I think it does. Hey, uh, I think I just broke my hamate. We should probably go take a hot chocolate break.
C: HeheheheheHEHE the kind with the baby marshmallows in it??!?!?!?!
M: What other kind is there???!?!?!????!?! Gross kind, that's what!!!!!
C: Hehehehehe I'm soooo excited!! Let's go! But wait... What if someone texts you?? Oh my goodness!! I think you lost your amazing phone in the snow!!!
At the time I had a car-phone. Looked like a toy car. Praiseworthy...
M: You're right!! We have to go down the hill again! Quick! Before it drives itself away!!!
C: Ahhh! No! You were supposed to put it in park!
M: I know, I forgot! It was in the extra-speedy gear!
C: Dang it Maddie! How many times do I have to tell you?!!
Yeah... That's where we ended that...

No offense, but I'm about to offend you

This happened forever ago and I believe it was right after I got highlights and I sent her a picture of it and we said things after and it turned into this:
M: Thank you, and it's crazier when you see it for reals.
C: I believe it... I'm slightly frightened... No offense...
M: I'm offended.
C: Jerk.
M: You're the offender, sheesh.
C: You offended me by being offended.
M: Impossible.
C: That's what you said about people living without souls... Yet here I am...
M: Freak! I can't be friends with someone with no soul.
C: Just like I can't be friends with a blonde... Yet here we are...
M: We are not here! Because we are not friends!!
C: True dat, true dat.

Silly Jokes

Just some silly little things we've said. The spaces are different times we've said them:

M: Ugh, I hate being so predictable!!
C: I knew you were going to say that...

C: I just wrote a long message then accidentally deleted it so this is what you're getting instead.

C: It's kinda creepy how much you know about me... But in a sweet stalkerish sort of way... Kinda eerie really... Oh wells.

C: Too bad Voldemort never asked Waldo to be a Horcrux. He probably would've lived forever.

C: My sister said I look like a hippy.
M: I want to see the hippypotamus you have become!


C: Do you ever just sit and wonder to yourself............. Where IS Waldo??

C: Yesterday my family went out to dinner for my mom's birthday. She decided she had to use the bathroom and a few minutes later, so did I. I thought that my mom was in the stall next to me, so I reached under and grabbed her leg as a joke. It wasn't my mom.

M: I had plans tonight but I cancelled them because my head itches.
C: .........Reasonable cause.

C: Do you realize that if someone murdered the map off of Dora, small, confused children everywhere would run around screaming "WHO'S THE MAP???!?!?!?!!?! WHO'S THE MAP??!?!?!?!!!?!?!"

C: Huh? I just agreed with you...Then you gave me more reasons to agree with you... I don't understand...