“We clutter, but don’t leave CRAP around.”
“They put it in the Golden Girls time slot. But I am totally down with the Golden.”
“You know I still whore it up.”
“Me and my red face are going to get our Fluff somewhere else.”
“That is the second time in two days someone has said ‘shat.'”
“You got that bitch good…..well, you got the wrong bitch.”
“If I act upset, they will think I am on meth!”
“People die around me all the time.”
“Was he wearing an eye patch and/or missing fingers?”
“I saw a piece of my crotch in a vile once.”
“I dreamt that my teeth fell out last night….but you don’t need teeth to drink beer!”
“I don’t like ’em firm. I like ’em squishy!”
“I am a not-workaholic.”
“Slacking is an art form.”
“I didn’t start pitching tents until I was 12 or 13.”
“We totally slept in his car. How ghetto camping is that?”
“You guys are talking about horrible things and body parts that I am not suppose to think about.”
“I write daily on my blog about my VAGINA. You don’t get any more personal than that. LEAVE A DAMN COMMENT!”
“Once. Just once. Ok maybe five times.”
“Oh honey your balls aren’t smellin’ so good.”
“The Muffin and I decided if Buddy could talk, he would have a Southern accent. On account of his cow like spots.”
“Yeah, cause cows are southern and all.”
“It was like a cat and a poodle. A Cadoodle!!”
“I got my B.A. in ‘Freak!'”
“I was an economic anorexic. So I can empathize.”
“He said, ‘What a nice pink vagina you have.’ As opposed to what? ‘My! What a black and crusty vagina you have.'”
I am pretty sure you all have more in common than just vaginas. You all have naturally brown hair. live in portland. Work in beaverton. You are all in love with me.
Certainly the topic of conversation could have been something that would not have made nick and I evacuate to talk about cars and other testosterone laden activities 🙂
Well truth be told how could the topic NOT turn to vaginas. When you get a table full of girls together they are going to talk about what they have in common-if the only thing is their vaginas then so be it!
Oh dear. How painfully obvious that I was at dinner last night. How many of your other friends think it’s cool to talk about their vagina ad nauseum?