| BF: | Is that sound a cicada? |
| Me: | Yeah. |
| BF: | So, when they have wings, are they cicadas? |
| Me: | Yeah. |
| BF: | When they are on the ground shedding their skin, are they still cicadas? |
| Me: | Yeah... When stupid shit comes out of your mouth are you still you? |
| Me: | You should help me clean |
| BF: | But you do such a good job on your own without me |
| Me: | Yeah but I'd just like some help |
| BF: | I am helping.. with my mind... MIND POWERSSSSSSS! |
| He did end up helping cause he's awesome : | ) |
| I'm just arriving home from work | |
| BF: | I lost you! |
| Me: | You lost me? Did I fall between the sofa cushions? |
| BF: | I meant I missed you! |
While we’re at the store, can you buy me some crystal meth? Wait……… That doesn’t sound right………… Oh yeah, Crystal Light, not crystal meth.
| Friend: | Didn't you bring a towel? |
| BF: | No... I'll just ride home on top of the car and air-dry...... WOOSH! |
We were discussing his blistered, sunburnt back.
I get this instead of a foot massage
Perhaps the most accurate description of my hugs