Me: No reading comics while driving! Him: Of course not. Reading comics is for red lights.
Thursday
"Oh man tonight is the Vice-presidential debate. Biden vs Palin. I'm scared to watch. That's gonna be such a train wreck.
BIDEN: 'We're gonna bomb in Pakistan for giving us Osama Bin Laden just like when the French bombed Pearl Harbor and George Washington lead us to victory in the Pacific!' PALIN: 'I disagree because Jesus moose hockey!'"
Friday
Him: "Did you put that thing I said up on Schmoopytalk?" Me: "Yes." (beat) Him: "What was the thing I said again?"
Thursday
Him: "I should get a tattoo of mars with 'Get your ass to Mars!' underneath" Me: "That's retarded." Him: "Just retarded enough to be AWESOME!"
"Sometimes you have to know what shit tastes like so that you can recognize filet minon when you see it!"
"Oh man, when I was in the bathroom this morning pretending to be interviewed on a sports show, I SO told those imaginary broadcasters that Alabama was gonna win this game."
Wednesday
I love my mac because I can talk on the phone with you and take a picture of my butt at the same time.
what kinda pretentious crap will gaiman inject into the batcave? "Jason Todd's costume mocks me silently from its glass display case while I weep at its foundation. Its colors mirror my emotions. Red like my anger at not having saved him. Green like my envy that he died instead of me. A beetle slowly crawls over my boot. What is thy fate, o beetle? Must you, like all the others, desecrate my home and leave me a broken shell? Oh yes, I weep. But not for myself; for the fragile world which I have created. I have deceived those who come to worship at its altar."
Friday
"I love you because you look awesome and all the other reasons involving your personality and stuff."
Tuesday
"I wish I worked in a magazine company, in the department where they get the magazines ready to mail out to subscribers, and put address labels on all the magazines.
I would grab a random magazine that didn't have an address label on it yet, and run up to someone really angrily and go, "WHY HAVEN'T YOU ADDRESSED THIS ISSUE?!?!?!?!"
him: "What if Goldfinger ran a hair salon, and James Bond said 'Do you expect me to cut locks?' and then Goldfinger says 'No, Mr. Bond, I expect you to dye!'" me: (lengthy silence) him: "I love you...?"
"I'm going to kick him in the ass. I'm going to kick him so hard in the ass that my shoe gets stuck up there and gets lodged in his stomach, and then I'm going to kick him in the stomach with my other foot so that he throws up the shoe, and then I'm going to put my shoe back on to kick him in the ass again."
"It is your job to remember the funny things. It is too much work for me existing and coming up with this funny stuff on the spot and now I have to remember it too?"