Friday, September 16, 2016

Don't sweat the small stuff, it's a long walk back to Eden.

Overheard At Work...

*entering samples into computer*

[Kristen:]  Why are people so weird? This dog's name is Clotho.
[Me:]  Where are Lachesis and Atropos?
[Kristen:] What?
[Me:] They're the Fates.
[Kristen:] I have no idea what you're talking about.
[Me:] Clotho, Lachesis and Atropos!
[Kristen:] Listen, hippie, I don't speak nerd!
[Me:] Clotho spins the thread of life, Lachesis measures the thread of life and determines how long you live, and Atropos cuts the thread of life with her giant scissors.
[Kristen:] You can keep talking but I still won't know what you're talking about.
[Me:]  A little while ago I had a dachshund named Boinky.
[Kristen:] That's better.

Monday, September 12, 2016

Love Stings

Overheard In The Kitchen...

*John has applied an icy/hot patch to my back/shoulder*

[Me:]  Could you move it more over here, please?
[John:] Sure. Let me take it off and re-position it. 
[Me:] Gently, tho.
[John:] I know. Ready? 
[Me:] Yep.
[John:] Okay. One...t-- *RIP*
[Me:] WAAUUUUGHHH!
[John:] *hysterical wheezing laughter*
[Me:] That hurt, you cunt!
[John:] I've always wanted to do that to someone!
[Me:] Great. You're welcome. 

*30 minutes later, watching the final episode of Battle Bots: Beta vs Tombstone*

[John:] I love you, Beta, but I'm gonna have to go with the Dark side, here.
[Me:] Oh, gad. This is awful. This is like when the Blackhawks play the Red Wings.

Monday, September 5, 2016

With An Ex Like Her, Who Needs A Proctologist?

Overheard In The Store


[Me:] Monster Pouch. That's what they call your ex-girlfriend.
[John:] I was waiting for you to say that.
[Me:] Sorry. I should have gotten there quicker.
[John:] Everybody else did.
[Me:] HAHAHA! It's funny because she's a narcissistic, backstabbing, lying, cheating, slutbag bitchtroll swamp witch! 

I taste metal.

Overheard In The Car

*driving to Safeway*

[Me:] Uh oh.
[John:] What?
[Me:] I gotta fart. It...oh, I'm sorry. That's going to be bad. It was a lumper. Those are bad. Just as bad as the clappers and the puffers.
[John:]  *shifts in seat* Oh boy.
[Me:] Oh god. Did you just fart? What kind was it? Was it a lumper?
[John:] Yeah, I think so...
[Me:] You don't sound too sure. Wait. Is your butt warm?
[John:] ...yeah...
[Me:] Is it lingering?
[John:] No, it's gone.
[Me:]  Okay, good. So it's afterburn, not wreckage.
[John:] Yep.

Sunday, September 4, 2016

What's Better Than A Dozen Roses On A Piano Bench?

Overheard In The Frontchroom

[John:] You're such a nerd.
[Me:] What? Why?
[John:] *holds up Portland Nursery pamphlets*
[Me:] Oh! Gimme those!
[John:] Everywhere we go, you have to grab some pamphlets.
[Me:] I like information!
[John:]  And that's why you're a nerd!
[Me:] *waving Edible Flowers pamphlet*  This is good to know for when the apocalypse hits!
[John:]  Believe me, it's a turn on.
[Me:]  Really?
[John:] Yeah.
[Me:]  Well, I've got an edible plant for ya. Come over here and eat my tulips!
[John:] *dies* 



(Answer: tulips on your organ. *high hat*)

Friday, September 2, 2016

Don't Get Cocky, Kid.

Overheard At Fred Meyer

*shopping for nephew's birthday present*

[John:]  *picks up Star Wars The Force Awakens: Read-Along Storybook and CD*  We should get this for him.
[Me:]  I don't know.  Shouldn't we start him out in the beginning of the series?
[John:] ...
[Me:] I'm kidding! Let's get it.