What’s Inside…
Me: "Do you still have your creamy center?" BF: "No, my inner child ate it." Me: "Really? If he still has it, then you technically you do, too." BF: "Who says my inner child is a boy? Maybe it's a girl." Me: "Really? Why do you say that?" BF: "I
New T.L.A.
Big Important Constituency I can now refer to the P.T.B.'s as B.I.C.'s. Tee, hee.
Endorsement
Me: "So are we meeting up for lunch?" He: "Yes, though we have this thing at 2:00." She: "We're playing D&D." Me: "Ahhhh...remember not to tease a man about his THAC0." He: "We don't use THAC0 anymore in D&D. That's old school." Me: "Make me feel my age, why don't
On Shaved Cats and Other Pleasures
She: "You're smiling again!" Me: "No, I'm not." She: "Yes you are! You're grinning ear to ear. It's nice to know where that smile comes from." Me: "I'm just thinking of the shaved cat reference." She: "Uh, huh...sure you are! That's a boy grin. You can't fool me." Me: "Maybe...maybe
Rock -n- Roll
She: "I'm going to marry Prince William some day." Me: "Why? You wouldn't be happy. There's no way you'd fit in with the family and it'd make you miserable." She: "Just because I'm Catholic, American and disabled?" Me: "Yeah. Why don't you find a nice rock star to latch onto?
Road Rules
Me: "Oooo! There's a dead squirrel! One more and I've got bingo!" She: "What?" Me: "I was tired of the same old car bingo, so I decided to create my own." She: "So you play the taxidermist version?" Me: "No, no...the Road Kill version." She: "Pigeons, deer, squirrels...what else?" Me:
