More Witless Dialogue: Two-fer Tuesday
1) Upon getting home from work this afternoon:
Biggy: JackMan's grounded.
T: What'd he do?
Biggy: He was trying to get in the van, and I was doing that thing where I keep speeding up when he tries to open the door. Anyway, I kept doing it, and, finally, he yelled, "What the F---!" in the middle of the street, right in front of the redneck's house, which made US look like rednecks***...
T: Well, it IS annoying when you do that. You're right, though, he shouldn't say the F-word.
....and downstairs with Jackman:
T: So you're grounded?
JackMan: Yeah, he can be such a dick!
T: But you do have a foul-ass mouth. It needs to stop.
***(I come from a long line of trailer park dwellers. My Uncle Edgar and Aunt Ora had a chihuahua that smoked cigarettes. See my own pet above. Hello--I AM a redneck!)
2) Biggy and I, planning our exercise schedules for the evening:
T: I'd like to jog at some point.
Biggy: I want to go to the Y and run on the treadmill.
T: Why don't you just jog with me?
Biggy: I find the treadmill less boring.
STAY TUNED: NEXT TIME 'THE STONE'S COLOSSAL DREAM' EXPLAINED.