Monday, June 23, 2008

No Stud Services Needed

We discuss how lovely I was as a child!

"I will produce gorgeous offspring. It's just too bad our children will have shitty eyes," I tell the DNB pointedly, referencing his horrible eyesight, compounded in his youth by an incident which left him mostly blind in one eye.

The DNB is offended, and reacts with maturity. "I'll poop in your eye, then we can talk about shitty eyes," he remarks. "Did you mean shitty vision?"

"What if, hypothetically speaking," I continue, ignoring him, "For the sake of our children, I get knocked up by a super hot dude with perfect vision?"

"What if, hypothetically speaking, I drop kicked your face?" the DNB counters.

"You could have just said you didn't think it was a winning idea."

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