Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Conversation As We We're Going To Sleep

Vladi jumped up next to my pillow. I scooted over to make him a spot to lie down.

Me: There's always room for Meowsers. (pensive silence) He's just like jello.

Dave: I don't think they make jello pudding pops any more.

Me: They don't?

Dave: I haven't seen em.

Me: Now that's just tragic

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