Emergency = Poop
S has super human abilities; especially the one to say two sentences in one quick breath. On Friday, after receiving Bob’s text message cancelling our meeting, I decided to meet up with S so that we could come home together.
I was telling her about how slow traffic was after work.
“Traffic was so slow, Natalie and I decided to walk rather than talk the streetcar-”
“He probably had to shit!” S interrupted me.
Huh?
“Bob, he probably cancelled because he had to poop. Emergency = poop.”
I laughed so hard I completely forgot what I had been saying previously. By then, we were in the elevator heading down to the parking lot.
“This morning, the little head was giving me the softest eyes,” I said as we entered the truck.
“I need cigarettes!” S said, her face suddenly aglow. “And let’s get lottery tickets!”
Huh?
I sometimes wonder just how S’s brain processes things so quickly. One second she’s listening to me talk about the little head and the next she’s announcing she needs cigarettes.
At first, I’m taken a back as it takes me a minute to process what’s going on. But afterwards, we laugh and laugh about it because it really is funny.
“He probably had to shit!”
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My GOD, it sounds like you are describing me. I forget to mention that I’m changing subjects, and just assume that everybody is on board. Like, every 30 seconds. LOL
Perhaps Karlene and I should commiserate lol.