ESC: where are we going for dinner tonight?
Kev: I thought you were making bison burgers.
ESC: nah. I’m wearing a good bra. I hate to waste it on a night in.
later
ESC: where are those dinner coupons? weren’t they in your car?
Kev: I think they’re still out there. you can get them.
ESC: *sad eyes* But I don’t FEEL well…
Kev: uh HUH. dammit. *starts to get his shoes on*
ESC: OH! and you can take Sadie out when you go out.
Kev: godDAMNit. fuck. you are DEFINATELY going to be on top tonight. *pause* Does she need to just pee, or poop, too.
ESC: *big grin*
Kev: godDAMMIT. stupid question.
ESC: I loooooooove yoooooooooou
Umm…if you don’t feel well, why are you going out to eat???
shut up
Kevin didn’t see that one coming??
Whoo, Bison burgers served by someone else are the best!
Oh, and dog poo is always comedy fodder.
Dude, why is being on top punishment? I *like* being on top. So does Rick, actually.