Enter stage right. Me.
BF: Why do ya'll have to be such a weak species and have periods and things? (laughs)
Me: How did you know?
BF: Well first, you're wearing sweat pants and it's noon. Also you're glaring at me and I don't think you realize it. And you just asked me, with you eyes, for 1700 MG's of Ibuprofen. By the way I don't think it is possible to have 1700 mg's, maybe 1800 but not 1700 so don't ask, not even with you eyes. And you have chocolate on your face.
Me: (stare)
BF: See now you're glaring on purpose. And by the way you shouldn't wear sweat pants around me, I'll probably shank you.
Me: You're going to make a weapon out of a toothbrush and a razor blade and stab me with it cause I'm wearing sweat pants at noon?
BF: What the hell are you talking about?!
Me: That's what a shank is, prisoners and junior high students make them.
BF: No it's when you pull someone's sweat pants down, exposing them.
Me: HA we just call that pantsing.
BF: You Utah folks are so original.
2 comments:
What the heck are you two talking about? I have never even heard of shanking and you two are having whole conversations about it?
betio
Seriously Stacee...you've never heard of shanking? Do you ever watch movies...and Craig tells me I grew up in a box!
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