We were sitting around tonight watching hilarious videos when we realized how late it was getting.
"Stupid YouTube!" Karen exclaimed.
"What did you say about Jews?" Liz yelled.
Karen yelled back, "I didn't say anything about Jews!"
"What do Jews have to do with rice in China?" Liz inquired.
"The price of chocolate? What are y'all talking about?" I jumped in.
"RICE! RICE!" Karen yelled.
"Does anyone want a speckled banana?" Liz asked from the kitchen.
"A WHAT!?!?!" Karen, Gretchen and I wondered loudly.
"SPECKLED BANANA!"
That set off a discussion about teenage pregnancy, Liz's first grade circus (with demonstrations), and "chesties muscles" that lasted late into the night.
Gretchen giggled so hard she got wheezy, Karen lost her balance and writhed with laughter on the stairs and Liz did a Chinese fan dance for us.
And that's pretty much why we're all gonna be tired at work tomorrow.
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And then Karen tried to sing the "Flying Purple Pooply Eater."
Karen, that's not how it goes.
I'm happy you are keeping my sister's (Karen/Suzy) spirits in an uproar over there. Keep up the good work!
Mel, it's more the other way around. Karen is the one who keeps our sides aching.
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