“Woah! Big Asian boobs! Come quick!”
“Where? Huh? Wha…”
“Ha! Did you see how fast he got in here?”
“Wow. She is drunk.”
“How can you tell?”
“Did you just hear her say ‘I spy…’?”
“Oh. That.”
“Check out that carrot. I dare you to eat it.”
“Ok.”
“Quick take a picture.”
….
“Ewwww! Not like that! Off to the side like. More Bugs Bunny.”
“Do you guys watch The Bachelor?”
“No. I don’t like reality shows like that. Do you really think you are going to find true love on a TV show?”
“Ummm. What about the Flava Flav show? Come on now. Those girls are SO in love with him.”
*Sigh*
“Woah. Did all of us girls sigh at the same time?”
“I didn’t. I was too busy listening to him talk in that accent. Ahhhhh.”
“Shhhhh.”
“Are you shushing me? Are YOU shushing ME?!”
“Sorry, it’s just instict.”
“Wow.”
“Yeaaaaah.”
“It’s things like that that make me wish I had a blog.”
“And now you understand.”
Dude – that’s halarious – I love the shushing part – because it totally is an instinct for me to shush people… 🙂