Last night I partook in some ice cream. Being the resourceful person that I am, I avoided the bother of using a bowl. I thought I would save some water by not having to wash one after.
A few scoops in, Lonnie asks what flavour I was having. I had to think for a while, because I suppose I forgot. I ended up having to look down at the container, conveniently, and I replied "Biscuits and Cream". I didn't even think of this as a problem until he looked at me with an open mouth laugh. To which I realised Biscuits is simply Cookie in french. At which point, I started to laugh like Megan Thompson (Thommy): Sea Otter.
I don't think blogging about it serves it justice.
All for now,
D.
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2 comments:
interestingly enough, i no longer laugh like that. and it was a dying seal, but i guess sea otter is close enough. everyone once in a while the dying seal comes for a visit, but thankfully i've learned how to laugh silently (which is a wonderful skill)
good blog.
i like ice cream
i want some now.
dangit.
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