Wednesday, August 24, 2011

WE ARE CREEPY.


M: Adrien. Look over there. OVER THERE. No, not at the DOG, dammit.

A: Huh? Where? Oh. OH. He is for ME. Even with those shoes.

M: I love that there is a gorgeous redheaded man IN REAL LIFE and you are like, yeah I guess that dog is okay, Marianne.

M: Wait, are you taking his picture? NOOOOOOO.


A: What? NO. I'm just pointing my camera over in that direction! WHAT. HE WILL NEVER NOTICE.

M: Yeah, that's DEFINITELY the face someone makes when they have NO IDEA what you are doing.


A: Hey, it's not my fault he's smoking hot. I mean, what was I supposed to do, just let him live his life in peace?

M: Knoxville is such a small town. I am going to start taking bets that he will end up being my new dentist or coworker or pool boy. Ooh, I like that last one. Step one: Get A Pool.

A: Step two: Hire the hot guy.

M: Can I skip straight to step two?

A: Oh, totally! Or, you know, pack him in a car and tell him the pool is in Virginia.

M: He can...polish the silver. Step one: Get Some Silver. Wait. Damn it.

A: Or, PACK HIM IN THE CAR AND TELL HIM THE SILVER IS IN VIRGINIA.

A:
I'm looking forward to seeing which Knoxville blog reader tells him we've made him our errand boy.

M: Oh man. He totally works for the IRS and I am so getting audited.

A: But..we think he's hot. The creepy photo-stalking is a compliment! He is wearing the shit out of those Clubmasters.

M: NO, WE ARE CREEPY REMEMBER.

A: I KNOW BUT WE ARE GIRLS. That has to count for something, right?

M: I think all it really counts for is that we have the maturity of a pair of 11 year olds, and we are made for each other.

A: Aw, that is so sweet. I am going to wear this friendship bracelet UNTIL I DIE.

11 comments:

  1. Taking his photo is your JOB! How else are you supposed to share his hotness with us? Besides, you need some new fodder for your Hot (Red Haired) Men With Hotness blog.

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  2. he's all "really?!?" and you're like "nuh-uh" and he's all "fer real?" and you slowly focus on something behind him and to the left as you sidle away... "heh heh heh..."

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  3. SOOOOO busted! This is hilarious!

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  4. He was VERY UN-AMUSED. We, on the other hand, were highly amused.

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  5. Well, I'm flattered. I promise I was only unamused because I was ready to eat at Tomato Head and people wouldn't stop petting our dog. My wife is mad because I didn't have my wedding ring on, but I should be able to work that out without taking any legal action. Keep up the good work...

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  6. Well, that didn't take long! I die now. (Thanks for not suing us.)

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  7. Aaaaand, now I have to move. (but thank you for being such a good sport)

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  8. absolutely snorting with laughter over here ....it's late in London and I have had a crappy week and only just catching up ... but this one was a triumph ladies.

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