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Good TV Returns. Sarcasm Never Left. (Round 13)

Nadine & I spent a little time watching TV this week. And a little more time talking. Here are the gems. (And here's the rabbit hole, if you're new.)

On hypothetically having a baby this year:
her: Would you start charging me two thirds of the rent?
me: Maybe. Depends how loud it makes my life. You know, you could just wait til our lease is up and get your own place. Have the baby sometime after July. 
her: Tell me when I can get pregnant. I need to know!

On saving sex for marriage (not hypothetically):
her: One of the advantages of waiting for marriage is that you KNOW when your first time will be, so your legs WILL be shaved.
At the end of my facebook story -
her: Did you defriend her?
me: No.
her: Oh. (disappointed)
On The Situation:
me: He DOES ooze charisma. And probably other things. (pause) Pheromones.
her: STDs.

her: You shouldn't ruin Modern Family with serious conversation.

her: I have a pumpkin pie problem.

her: Is it wrong to eat M&Ms while watching The Biggest Loser?

her: Oh man, if you weren't Beth...I would suspect things. But if really covert sketchiness was going on, you'd be more subtle.


afro-chick said…
it makes me SAAAADDDDDDDDD that i can't perpetually be around to hear these gems.

these are NUGGETS of delciousness without the deathly calories. heck they make me loose calories because i laugh SO much.

nadine = new weight watchers.

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