Saturday, July 23, 2005

Bitches, Hos, and Hose(s)...

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.

5 Leg Humps:

OldGuy said...

Great post, very funny !

Rick said...

aaah marriage :)

zazzafooky said...

Awwwwwwwww! Hand held gardening, too sweet.

Zube Girl said...

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.

Erika said...

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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