Cinnie Minnie and I both have bad boundaries. We walk around in our underwear a whole lot because pants are overrated. Today I walked in the room, and mid-conversation I pointed out that her pants were unbuttoned. "I was sitting down and I drank a lot of tea, don't judge me." (She says don't judge me a lot.) And I nodded because this made sense to me. But then...
Me: Are you wearing little boy underwear?
Cinnie Minnie: No, they're boy shorts, but if I could fit in em I totally would. Like with Spiderman and shit... you know.
Me: I see.
Cinnie Minnie: you know, like Cameron Diaz in Charlie's Angels?!
Me: OH MY GAWD I WAS JUST THINKING THAT!
Cinnie Minnie: BFFs for life!
There are people who smoke all day long at the Cancer Cabanas. They're just eliminating the competition. Smoke on, fellow job-seeking college students. Smoke on...
Shit my friends say.
Kelsie Jo and I were giggling all day long at The Bloggess. And it struck me: we're pretty damn funny too. We don't actually try to be funny. But if this *amazing, wonderful, and whimsical* lady is funny, then we are too. We just need to write everything funny we say down. I nominated myself as the Blogging Queen to do the honors and start up our very own giggle-worthy collection of stories. Welcome to Cancer Cabanas.
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