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Empty Threats, Insults, Creeperville (round 5)

Nadine is getting meaner this week.

her:
"Going to get laundry. I'll be back. Maybe."
me: "What, like you're going to get killed getting your laundry!?"
her: "Maybe I'll run away."
me: "Why? We've got a good thing going here!"
her: "Well, maybe sometime if I'm mad when I go get laundry..."
me: "Remind me never to fight with you on laundry day."

(on the topic of her boyfriend)
her: "Two years ago, I wrote a blog post on how unemployment is not a deal breaker... I'm glad I could follow through on that."

me: You'll really like Amelia.
her: I'm looking forward to stealing all your friends.
me: (tips head to the side, looks sideways at her)
her: Or sharing them?
me: Yeah, let's go with the option that means I'm not left lonely.

me: "I'm not sure if I want to shower today or not...I don't really need to be clean."
her: "You don't ever need to be clean. You don't have a boyfriend."
me: "Heyyyyyyyyyy. Take that back."

me: (sprawled on the couch, not moving) "Okay. I'm going to shower now."
her: "Okay. I'm watching you."
me: "Um..."
her: "I mean, watching you leave."

me: "That's unfair!"
her: "Unfair!? I had to choose between Remington Steele and Pushing Daisies!"

(Wheel of Fortune, this is the puzzle: _HE _ _ _ _ _ _S _ _ _ _ _ _ _)
her: "The heat is on!"
both: (hysterical laughter that "on" would be a seven-letter word)

THE _ L _ _ _ IS TI _ _ ING

her:
"The something is ticking?"
me: "The clock?"
her: "That would be the word..."

her: "This bra is too tight. Or maybe I just need liposuction on my back."

her: "I dare you to walk down the aisle to that song. (pause) It's not Chris Brown.*"

("that song" being this song:)


*Nadine has disallowed Chris Brown from being played at her wedding.

Comments

Amelia said…
i don't wanna be stolen! I wanna be loved and given ice cream.
afro-chick said…
ah. again, i miss you both. Onscario can't come soon enough!!
Margie said…
is it just me are there some men dressed up as women dancing in that video....

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