March 16th, 2007 by Atomictumor
Pigpen: “I’m a girl hunter.”
Me: “You mean you hunt girls?”
Pigpen: “Yep.”
Me: “What do you do when you catch them?”
Pigpen: “What? Don’t be ridiculous! I don’t catch them, I just TALK to them.”
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I’d offer one about MastaG, but all I got is our conversation over the noise of the frying chicken right next to us about 20 minutes earlier.
MastaG: “Whats for supper?”
Me: (eyes roll)
March 16th, 2007 at 6:49 pm
Whenever we would ask my mom that question, she would reply “cabbage fried in snot”. That would usually make us gag, then laugh. There is more to the rhyme, but it is ruder, if you can believe that.
March 16th, 2007 at 7:02 pm
I guy who wants to talk???
I’m in looooove!!
Also in love with fried chicken!!
mmm……
March 16th, 2007 at 7:03 pm
Apparently I can’t type today.
….and I haven’t even had any fruity drinks.
Sigh….
March 16th, 2007 at 8:23 pm
When we’d ask “what’s for dinner?” My mom would say “You have two choices…..take it or leave it!” :)
March 17th, 2007 at 7:06 am
Why don’t you send those punk kids up here for a few days? I’m knock some sense into MastaG alright. And pigpens just cute…awwwww……
March 19th, 2007 at 4:24 pm
Anytime we saw my nanny making something to eat, we would ask what she was making and her reply was,”Cat shit and donuts, you want some?” of course we always turned her down.