Thursday, June 2, 2011

Things Heard in Our House Tonight

Oh, I'd like to eat about ten pounds of lobster right now.

How do you like how I single handedly crashed the housing market today?

Please don't eat that dog poop.

Don't they know if you say literally, it means it's actually going to happen?  Response: Then watch, cuz he's about to blow up.

Oh, you uptight sonuvab*tch, go write another article. [Directed at the tv]

I wish I had a Bloomin Onion.

Is that the guy with the pegleg? [ok, not really.  I just thought it fit in]

I love you, Baby. Ni-night.

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