– I think she was really talking about the birthday cake.
“Come on man, you’re crunching me up.”
– When a snuggle goes wrong.
“They have seatre theating.”
– At Govinda’s in case you want to movie a see.
“It’s horizontal-tom.”
– I’m not Tom, but it is bedtime.
“It’s definitely gin and clock o’tonic”
– She doesn’t even have to be drunk.
“I can’t pop this zit because the skin around it is too bulgeous.”
– Squeezing out new words. Daily.
“It’s time lights out switches switching”
– Definitely past her bedtime.
“It’s a Finese chire drill.”
– We are not racist. Intentionally.
“She’s like a head in deer lights.”
– Get out of the road dumb ass.
“This might be worse than when Chumpsfeld was President”
– You know, Cheney + Rumsfeld. Chumpsfeld.
“I think all the brain went to my belly.”
– This is what I get for asking her a “tough” question after she’d just finished a steak.