Whereby a simple conversation about dinner becomes … really confusing
Sunday, August 23rd, 2009Her: what’s for dinner Me: not sure Me: maybe tortellinis and pesto Me: you? Her: oo cow bums Her: hello Her: cow bums Me: mmmmmmmmm cow bums Her: you’re having cow’s bums Her: J said he was making dinner so I don’t know Me: yes i am Me: i know Her: you know what Me: [...]
