Just The Good Stuff
Daily Hoop Conversation:
Tink: I love you.
Hoop: I love you more.
Tink: No you don't. I love YOU more.
Hoop: That's impossible.
Tink: Nuh-uh. I measured it while you were sleeping.
Hoop: *Blink*
Tink: Your love. I measured your love while you were sleeping.
Hoop: Whoa.
Tink: Yeah, that came out wrong.
Daily Hoop Conversation 2:
(While spooning on the couch)
Hoop: *Whispers*
Tink: No you don't.
Hoop: How did you hear that?!
Tink: You were whispering into my ear.
Hoop: Oh yeah.
Tink: Dork.
Around The Water Cooler:
Coworker: I went on a date with --- last night.
Tink: Oh girl.
Coworker: What? We had a really good time!
Tink: I told you, --- is a drug dealer. He told me so when he went to Hoop's birthday party last year.
Coworker: I know. But he didn't seem to be on anything when I saw him.
Tink: What, and waste profit? Of course he wasn't.
Coworker: Good point.
Tink: Go find yourself a nice guy.
Coworker: But I really like THIS one!
Spam Subjects:
(In the order I received them)
Can you return a call? Can I? Sure! Will I? Probably not.
Jump the bell Like Taco Bell? Mmmm. Chalupa Supreme.
A Little d.i.c.k That spelling it out trick only works when you're saying it out loud.
You want yours bigger, all men do All men want my what bigger?
Best Prices for Impotence! Because the market for Viagra was already cornered.
Tomorrow: Good-bye August post.
Labels: Conversations, Daily Hoop Conversations, Spam
16 Comments:
Don't all guys measure their .. um ... "love"? ;-)
Sure, he's a drug dealer, but he's such a nice guy. What's the worst that can happen? A car full of drug dealers drive by and shoot the house up with automatic weapons they're watching TV? No big deal. Most chicks can overlook that.
I almost snorted soup up my nose while reading the first daily Hoop conversation! That woulda been ugly too, cuz it's tomato.
*snort* The first convo cracks me UP! I can just picture that playing out between the two of you. LMAO!!
Is it wrong that I started singing "Can You Feel the Love Tonight?" to myself while reading that? ;)
One of the benefits of dating a drug dealer is that they can share their jewelry collections with each other. His actions may be illegal, but think of the bling he brings to the table!
One advantage to dating a drug dealer is that when you get tired of him, you can always turn him in.
Hee hee - the first conversation is supremely excellent!!
Meh, drug dealers need love too.
But they will NEVER buy you adorable dresses with matching shoes.
Never.
Ok, I had something to say and then read Betty's comment and forgot it all. LOL, you and Hoop are too cute.
My BIL (sister's DH) was a drug dealer and spent 5 years in prison. My sister started dating him the week after he got out. They're in the process of getting a divorce right now, but it has nothing to do with the former drug dealing. LOL! Seriously though, most days, we like him more than we like my sister. And he TOTALLY changed and hasn't been in trouble since he got out.
So just tell your co-worker to date him AFTER he goes to prison and gets out and maybe she'll have a shot.
And we recently found out our neighbor that we ADORE also does/sells drugs (but we still love him). What the hell? Is it me? LOL!
I've said it before and I'll say it again...your workplace is very stimulating.
Tink! Where the hell do you work? For serious! You've got crazy man dating his crazy wife - er. . . ex-wife. . .um. . . batty-two shoes in Arizona. And now the drug dealer? What thuuu?
At least Hoop is not wrong. Or he doesn't seem wrong.
My coworkers are all hard-core Jesus lovers and I don't have interesting things to say about them like you do. You can't hate on the people of God. You just can't. . .
Maybe . . . I need to find me a crazy friend. . . ***hmmm***
I love how much both you and Hoop love each other. It's really lovely.
Love,
Corky
I had to laugh at the measuring part. Oh my gosh. I've been married for ... hmm, a long time, over 20 years. We still laugh, but dear God, I will kill him if he still tried to spoon.
The coworker conversation reminds me that my daughter isn't allowed to date until she's 35
i love your hoop conversations. sweet. and as for the drug dealer? yikes. leak it out that she is a nark, and then he wont bother her anymore. :wink:
glad to have found you!
Just started reading your blog. And I don't know you, but this post has me cracking up! I'll measure my fiance's love tonight. Haha.
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