I was just reviewing some text messaging threads between Matt and me. They are always so entertaining. I thought I would share. They span over a couple of days, so they may not make a lot of sense. Still... entertaining.
Me: Is someone gonna help you get the washer?
Matt: You did help me carry the picnic table.
Matt: Plus you're doing body pump.
(Side note: I almost killed myself with that picnic table and shed actual tears. And I did body pump twice and shamefully dropped out.)
Me: Shut up.
Matt: YOU shut up.
Matt: Feeling better?
Matt: K. I love you. Want to go to lunch?
Me: No money.
Matt: Yes. I have enough for lunch.
Me: Where'd you get it? You pimpin?
Matt: Yes, and it's really hard work. Where you want to go?
Me: PF Changs
Me: Pimps make lots of cash.
Matt: yea but they don't eat Chinese food.
Me: I don't know where else pimps like to take their girls.
Matt: Jason's Deli, but...
Me: But what?
Matt: You have problems ordering there.
Me: It's only the most terrifying ordering situation known to man. Can't go there.
(Side note: I'm in a cold sweat thinking about ordering at Jason's Deli.)
Matt: Where would you like?
Me: J D is fine as long as you go through the line of death by yourself.
Pimping and Body Pump... Our conversations are not for the faint of heart.
On a similar note, we have recently been introduced to Skype. Jeb loves to Skype Daddy in his office. I'm sure it drives Matt crazy when he's trying to work. Oh well! I love this picture.
5 days ago