Part I: Ottawa
HW: Now I have an Alanis and a Celine song stuck in my head.
dad: Isn't that ironic.
TNV: Maybe we should get coffee, speaking of God...
T: Actually, on the bpal forum, which is where I get most of my information these days, at least about life...there was this post about long-distance relationships...tell little details advice etc.
C: I wouldn't be impressed if someone wrote me about a sandwich.
T: I had a fabulous sandwich today. Wish you were there.
C: Wish you could have shared the experience...
T: I had an magnificent coffee the other day. Wish you were there.
C: I woke up. Wish you were there.
T: Actually, that's kind of sweet. I woke up. Wish you were there. I went to bed. Really wish you were there...
C: Well, you're more intimidating than me.
T: Pluto opposing the sun does have certain advantages.
Russian sign: 'Men needed to drive trains. Women to sweep stations.'
T: I didn't know it took exclusively male equipment to drive trains....and then I looked up how long it takes between stations.
C: I suppose it's not like you really need to steer...
T: Just push...you're going to start writing things down. Push and thrust....it take half an hour. That's a long time.
T: How on earth do you cheat on your husband in a pear tree?
C: With creativity.
T: What position would you use?
C: I don't think she was very picky at that point. He was old and decrepit, he was young and hot...
T: I'm picky about where my back goes...maybe she's masochistic.
C: What is with you and masochism? Is that your explanation for everything?
T: I went to aikido yesterday.
T: C, the main reason I'm talking about sex is that I'm being semantically primed by the 'summer passion.' (points at poster) Never underestimate the power of semantic priming.
C: We should go to The Papery and look at notebooks. Notebooks! Notebooks! Notebooks!
T: Notebook porn!
C: What?
T: I guess I've been too much influenced by the bpal forum, because I call everything visually stimulating 'porn.' Pictures of bottles are bottle porn..of all the things I say, I ask you not to put notebook porn on Facebook.
C: Fine, but I'm writing it down anyway.
T: You can do do-it-yourself porn in notebooks...
C: Ok, can I please put that on Facebook?!?!!!
C: That's a good notebook for writing porn (makeout picture on cover)
T: Get your mind out of the gutter.
C: You're one to talk.
T: The gutter's mine. The gutter is occupied by ME.
(on why a fork might be in bed)
C: It could be the murder weapon. If you went for the eyes, it would work.
T: I thought of that. I also thought of the ears, the nose...I also thought of other orifices too.
C: Of course you thought of other orifices. Thank you T.
T: Maybe I like traumatizing you
C: There is no maybe about it.
T: I'm evil, ok?
C: How is that ok?
C: And why would you want that (bridezilla) on your underwear?
T: Possibly to tell people not to mess with you.
C: And they need to read your underwear to know this?
T: There is some flaw in that logic, yes.
T: Wow, there are books here that appear only in trivia questions!
Is that an inflatable seahorse, or are you just happy to see me?
Part II: The Grandparents'
H: The other way's prettier though.
C: You'll just have to look at me instead.
H: I'm looking that direction...
mum: He keeps telling me he wants an ultralight, but I won't let him. I'll keep spending his money so he can't afford one.
dad: Actually, they're very cheap....of course, the more you spend, the less safe it would be...
(ejection seats on planes)
H: You'd have to make it automatic or people would panic and bump into each other...
AR: You can't rely on the pilot; someone might have shot him...
dad: 'Please take your seatbelts; we wont tell you why...oh, too bad we didn't think of putting one in the washroom.'
dad: Some people jumped off the boat...
mum: They could have drowned!
dad: Well, it was shark-infested waters...so no, they didn't drown..Don't worry.
SL: ...And C's the one with the notebook; she'll write down everything you say...
AK: (to Frodo): They're going to come! In a car! Go look out the window! They're going to come!
KL: This is what happens when your kids move out.
AK: This is a problem. He sleeps with us now...
UP: P doesn't like computers.
BL: And she's working for Microsoft?!
UP: She's a computer engineer and she doesn't like computers. She just wants to go to meetings and socialize.
UB: You have to hold the chisel tight or it goes flying..You got to treat machinery with respect. Like men.
(hysterical laughter ensues)
SL: Yeah, I was wondering. I went to the bathroom, and no one told me to 'take me to the water.'
K: Get a pickup.
B: K! When did you get all white trash on me?
S: What did she say? Did she say 'get a pickup'?
B: After Montreal, Ottawa is so tame; it's so quiet and so weird. I feel like such a badass. I'm not a badass.
B: (on PGA sunglasses) I'm as cool as a golfer!
K: You know when you had to prick your own finger to test for your blood type? I couldn't prick my own finger. I went like this, like this, like this...(closer) and then I passed out.
B: I guess you wouldn't be good to torture, then. 'Oh, I think we're going to get her to talk!' (faints)
H: I'm interested in conflict, but more like 'what the fuck is wrong with people and how can I fix this?'
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