c: I'm already hungry and want lunch.
me: Eat some prunes.
c: What? Prunes? Who has prunes lying around and why would I want that?
me: I have an entire bag in my cabinet. At my desk. They make you poo.
c: I'm good on the poo front. I have egg salad for lunch on double fiber bread. Yea, I'm 78, what of it?
me: HAHHAHAHHA, I just screamed.
c: Soft foods are easier to chew without my teefs in.
me: Stop it. I'm dying.
c: Look who's talking, prunes. Can we live in a retirement community together and drink white wine Franzia spritzers, eat egg salad and prunes, and squeeze the young volunteer boys' butts?
me: YES, but my egg salad will be tuna salad. Hard boiled eggs give me a palsy.
c: Palsy...
me: Meeting. brb
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