At the store...
Z-Girl: Honey, do you need anything?
Z-Boy: No, I'm okay.
Z-Girl: Are you sure? I got a pretty nice tip today from that wedding party. Get something.
Z-Boy: Well...
Z-Girl: What do you want, honey? Get it.
Z-Boy: Could I get a hose? I really kind of want a hose.
Z-Girl: Yeah, sure.
Z-Boy: Sweet.
Later that evening...
Z-Girl: What are you doing?
Z-Boy: I'm going to use my hose...
Z-Girl: Heh heh.
Z-Boy: Shut up!
Z-Girl: Go clean something with your hose, hose-nose.
Z-Boy: I got the hose for us, you know.
Z-Girl: Really?
Z-Boy: Yeah. Now we can hold hands and garden together.
Z-Girl: And don't forget sing 'Koombaya'.
Z-Boy: Exactly.
Saturday, July 23, 2005
Bitches, Hos, and Hose(s)...
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4 Leg Humps:
Great post, very funny !
aaah marriage :)
Old Guy- Hee. It was a pretty funny conversation.
Rick- Yup. That best sums up most of our wacked out conversations.
TJ- He's sweet like that.
Is that really how you spell "Koombaya" It looks ridiculous and so do I as I have just finished skipping about the apartment singing it to my boyfriend. P.S. He hates when I do that. He says it's dangerous to skip and sing. might bite my tongue.
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