Joel and Julie sitting in a tree, f-i-a-n-c-é-e-uh, e. Congratulations on the engagement. Okay who wants to take bets that Silver cries at the wedding?
Oh, so we're not worthy of your precious tears now, Mr. Monkistan? (If that IS your real name...) Are you just going to save them all for your whiskey bottle, in the privacy of your apartment? This stings, Silver. It really does.
Thanks for the kind words, Norm. And Julie thanks you for the chocolates, Silver.
9 comments:
is that a bet on "no?" this ain't baseball, you can bet on yourself.
Norm, have you even ever seen me cry? I'm betting not.
i think it's time for a titty twista.
Is that a come on?
can you bet on something when the outcome is already determined? i will bet rather on duration, quantity, and decibel of audible weepitude.
Um, again, I don't cry in public. It's just not something I do.
It's true, last time I saw Silver cry was in his own apartment.
Oh, so we're not worthy of your precious tears now, Mr. Monkistan? (If that IS your real name...) Are you just going to save them all for your whiskey bottle, in the privacy of your apartment? This stings, Silver. It really does.
Thanks for the kind words, Norm. And Julie thanks you for the chocolates, Silver.
Joel
Of course I'm going to sob at home with my whiskey bottle, in my room, with the lights off, wearing a pair of sweatpants. Is that so wrong?
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