Before I write this brief conversation between "J" and myself...no, I have no idea how the conversation got to this point. Actually, I do. We're disgusting. Anyways...
J: "Well yeah I talk on the phone while pooping sometimes. Isn't that normal?"
Me: "Um, NO. That is ME time."
J: "Ok so it's "me" time for you, but I've totally talked on the phone while pooping. I just run out of the bathroom really fast after I flush so you know, they don't hear that..."
Me: (revolted facial expression, inability to articulate)
J: "Seriously? You don't think thats normal?"
The one, the only, Hacksaw (in the most matter of fact voice possible):
"Well Patty, I'm not just cool, I actually wrote the definition."
Me: "Oh really? You did?"
Hacksaw: "Mm, indeed I did. I am the city on the hill, the beacon of light, the destination all others are trying to reach."
In other news, I need some new music to listen to.
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