Today I got out of the shower and looked out the window and had the following imaginary conversation with a bird in a tree:
Me: You're an exceedingly fat robin. Robin: Your mom's an exceedingly fat robin. Me: Your mom's face is an exceedingly fat robin.
(Here the conversation dissolved into nothingness when my head bickered with itself, "his mom's face wouldn't be an exceedingly fat robin, because she IS a robin, how could her face..." etc.)
I love you even when you don't have AIM. I hope you haven't been eaten by a skunk.
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Me: You're an exceedingly fat robin.
Robin: Your mom's an exceedingly fat robin.
Me: Your mom's face is an exceedingly fat robin.
(Here the conversation dissolved into nothingness when my head bickered with itself, "his mom's face wouldn't be an exceedingly fat robin, because she IS a robin, how could her face..." etc.)
I love you even when you don't have AIM.
I hope you haven't been eaten by a skunk.
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(Katie, I hope you have been eaten by a skunk.)
(well...perhaps just nibbled on.)
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