Conversation #1
Chick, singing to the puppy: Don't you wish your girlfriend was HOT like Ginger? Don't you wish your girlfriend was a FREAK like Ginger? Dontcha?
Jason: Um. Did you just say, "A freak like GINGER?"
Chick: Yes.
Jason: You are aware that Ginger is a DOG, yes?
Chick: She can still get her freak on.
Jason, sighing patiently: Honey, she's been spayed.
Conversation #2
Boy child: Mommommommomom!
Chick: Sonsonsonsonsonsonsonson!
Boy: I'm going to say math problems and you can tell me the answers okay?
Chick: Is this for homework?
Boy: No, just for fun.
Chick: Now that's cooking with gas!
Boy, patiently: Not cooking mom. MATH.
Chick: Okay, yeah. Go ahead.
Boy: What's 10x10?
Chick: 100.
Boy: What's 5x5?
Chick: 25.
Boy: What's 3x7?
Chick: 21.
Boy: Are all of those right mom?
Chick: As far as you know!
Conversation #3
Chick: How many times have I said the f word today?
Co-worker, pondering: Um...four hundred and sixty-seven.
Chick, pondering: Yeah. That's about right.
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5 comments:
467...I knew I liked you!
But as for a dog getting her freak on...hmm....I don't need to know everything! ;)
I too love the 'f' word. Just can't help myself sometimes.
467? What? Are you trying to compete with me? you KNOW I win the 'f' word race.
xoxo. I dreamed of cookies. And your childfolk delivering them by hand. Make it so.
I gotta quit saying the f word. Really I do.
467??? That's EXACLTY one more time than me.
You win!
I love you, Ginger, Jason and those adorable kids of yours....
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