Jul 21, 2005 11:44
Hhhhokay. So, today happens to be my birthday. Woot for me! Mae and I went out to IHOP after her work mysteriously gave her today and tomorrow off work. Nifty, eh? So we're sitting in IHOP, and we have this amazingly awesome conversation of awesomeness. I'll try to capture it as precisely as possible...
T: "That gave me goosebumps!"
M: "Goose pimples."
T: "...wha?"
M: "Goose pimples! That's what they called it in the book I just read."
T: "So, some goose kid just didn't wash his face-"
M: "Geese aren't kids. Goats are kids."
T: "A goose is a goat now?"
M: "No. A kid is a baby goat. A baby goose is a chick. So a baby goose isn't a goat, it's a chick!"
T: "So... a goose isn't a goat, it's a girl?"
M: "It's not a girl, it's a chick!"
T: "So chick, is that like murder?"
M: "What???"
T: "Like, commiting murder is ungrammatically correct."
M: "..."
T: "Yeah! You can't commit a flock of crows... wait."
M: "That's a double entendre. That's a word that has more than one meaning."
T: "Like chick!"
M: "Yeah!"
T: "You know, a goose-kid would be the ultimate barnyard animal."
M: "...WHAT???"
T: "Yeah! Just think: you get the goat meat, after plucking the feathers, and you could cook it like a turkey because it's a bird! And it lays eggs, so you could eat the eggs... OR wait for them to hatch, so you can have lambchop meat!"
M: *laughter*
T: "This is so going on my LJ..."