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This Week, Her Boy Adds His Wit (Round 18)

me: I should be invisible. (pause) Oh wait, I already am.
her: Just like Clay Aiken! (softly, crooning) I love Clay Aiken...

her: Computer; I like swearing sometimes. It's coming, just to warn you.

her: I've always believed that broken food has no calories.

me: That guy is a FOUNT of ideas!
her: A fount of childlabour!

me: I loved that movie. I thought he was dreamy.
her: I know. His EYEBALLS!

her: By eleven, the guys will all be buzzed and you'll look fine.

her boy: Just think of how much easier your life will be once your Facebook status is "in a relationship!"
her: Yeah! You should change it!
me: But I'm not dating anyone...
her: Fake it til you make it!

her: I didn't really have time to figure out if I liked him or not. He was just straightforward, and it happened.
her boy: Yes! Blitzkrieg dating!

(back-track here)

Comments

  1. I'm curious about those eye balls! Tim Curry? Joaquin Phoenix?

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  2. jake gyllenhaal.
    for some reason, when i read joaquim, i thought, "close!"

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  3. Please tell me you aren't oblivious to the origin of "Fake it till you Make it". . . . .

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