too short a bus ride to bother putting on my headphones and mp3ing since i'm way overdo to switch out the songs anyway (yay 512MB limit!) so i was stuck with the music of my fellow bus travelers, all of whom were objectively awful human beings. behind me was an exuberant cellphoner who automatically got bonus points for not gushing "i'm on the bus right now!" what he in fact said was "i've got a calve's liver and i'm going to go home and cook it up and [insert his attemptedly funny pretend french chef banter which made me think how i will always miss julia childs because she cooked french but didn't try to talk in some frenchie-poo voice]."
then he has to overenunciate "calve's" 40 times because i think the plural possessive confused whoever was on the other end of the line because it was the wrong usage unless he'd bought more than one to eat in a sitting which is extreme. he likely should have said "calf's" or simply "calf" liver.
satisfied he'd been understood, he moved on to the joke he'd spent hours coming up with: "i was going to buy a lamb's heart too but i don't think i can eat that much cute." after which he was at his stop and walked past my seat enabling me to see that, lo and behold, he was wearing a beret. now that's commitment to a bit. still i'm 90% sure there was nobody on the other end of his cell.
p.s. i can eat that much cute and i don't mean lamb's heart. i do mean cupid ass.
as will & grace and 7th heaven sputter to their respective series finales, i'd like to share the lessons i've learned from these two nearly opposite shows.
cute! cute! cute!
(from sugar bush squirrel)
not cute! not cute! not cute!
(no matter how sexually provocative/repulsive
dick cheney's dick/colostomy bag bulge is)
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