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Conversations I'm Still Chuckling Over

Her: You guys are my most non-dorky friends. So here's my question. I need to come up with a 30 minute fun/get to know you activity. I don't want it to be gay or too youth group-esque and I'm wondering if you have any thoughts?

I recommend a drinking game version of truth or dare.

Him: I would suggest everyone farting in jars and then everyone tries to guess:
1) what they ate in the last 24 hours
2) what part of (insert name of foreign country) this fart will smell the most like

conclusion: we're non-dorky AND we're non-helpful.

me: it is really windy here today.
and i am not getting the ONE item on my to-do-list done.

haha just ONE?

no, it's not!

cos...that would be amazing & timely

well, technically two. laundry was on the list. and it's almost finished.

the second one is "fold laundry", isn't it?
you oughta write "fraternize with ethnics" on that list so that I can be a part of your accomplishing things today.

conclusion: I'm allowed to laugh at that, because she said it, not me.

her: Maybe Beth could use it since she's heading to the beach next week.

Use what?

her #2*:
This magazine's butt firming guide.

Or she could use that cream stuff. Butt-firming cream.

Are you saying my butt is saggy?



still laughing I was just thinking about how you can use hemorrhoid cream for other things, like reducing swelling under your eyes...but I don't think it would work very well for butt-firming.

shakes head

her #2:
She's saying your butt looks like a hemorrhoid.

all of us:
much laughter

conclusion: I don't know why hemorrhoids entered this conversation at all.

*her #2 requested that she be footnoted. So Tora, there you are. Welcome to my blog.


Karen said…
"Fraternize with ethnics" is one of my new favourite phrases!

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