At Least I Come By My Lechery Honestly
So I'm watching Justified last night in case Raylan like, OMG takes his shirt off, UNFDEARGOD, and my Mom's washing dishes. And we had the following conversation:
Me: I've decided this is what I need.
Mom: What is that?
Me: A gun-toting, trigger-happy Federal Marshal with a body like a Roman God.
Mom: ...That's what we all need, honey.
BUWAHAHAHAHAHA.
Okay, so maybe that was only funny if you were there, but... it's the little things, y'know?
(Also, people that ask why I write dialogue the way I do clearly need to meet my family...)
Me: I've decided this is what I need.
Mom: What is that?
Me: A gun-toting, trigger-happy Federal Marshal with a body like a Roman God.
Mom: ...That's what we all need, honey.
BUWAHAHAHAHAHA.
Okay, so maybe that was only funny if you were there, but... it's the little things, y'know?
(Also, people that ask why I write dialogue the way I do clearly need to meet my family...)