So, for some reason, I always think it's interesting to hear about the stupid things people talk about at home....along those lines, I thought it might be interesting to share some of mine and John's more inane bits of yacking.
Me: I think I've decided to change my 80s crush.
John: To who?
Me: Howard Jones. Do you think I should call Peter Gabriel and let him know?
John: Nah, these things are better done in person.
Me: You're right.
Edit: Just tonight we had a discussion about the two randomly wet parking spaces out in the lot. We concluded that the only logical explanation for those two spots being wet is the fact that they are actually in a parallel universe....if we were to stand in those spaces we would be catapulted into a land of frolicking imagination.
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why does the mere thought of your immagination frolicking frighten me ???
GUESS WHO
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