Powerblogging, instead of the usual

In just over a week, Toby and I will be residing in the heart of D.C.'s bar scene -- and not in a metaphoric sense exaggerating our raging drinking habits. The new apartment boasts a door connecting the bedrooms. It's a bit unusual, so a g*chat conversation arose on the matter, as follows:

me: I can't wait to angrily slam the door connecting our rooms
Toby: we should keep it open
even when we're sleeping
me: That way
If there is a ghost, we can warn one another
Toby: or even better, take the door of its hinges
me: If the door is closed, then I will assume you are masturabting
Toby: hahahaha or FUCKING
me: Nah
Masturbating
In front of your webcam
Toby: shut the fuck up
me: Why? Truth?
Toby: no
because you are a fucking bitch
everyone knows i'm a compulsive masturbator
i prefer to do it in your room so i can look in the full size mirror
me: It's the only way you can see your entire penis
Toby: yup

Agatha said so on March 7, 2007 01:19 PM |

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