Because Pixie Girl said I had to

[marcusisaspaz]

Bossy little wench. She says she's gonna try to make me eat pigeon.

Comment to this post, and...

1. I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll challenge you to try something.
3. I'll pick a color that I associate with you.
4. I'll tell you something I like about you.
5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
6. I'll tell you what

Comments

[verbal_vomit_1]

Do me and I'll go get you something to drink.

[marcusisaspaz]

1.Your snore is kinda cute. It's tiny like you are.

2. I should challenge you to eat something at least as rude as a possibly-pigeon taco. Isn't there a restaurant in your neck of the woods that deep-fries everything under the sun? We'll go there and get you the weirdest thing they have on their menu.

3. I was gonna say red, like all those Skittles you ate, but instead I'll go with the gray of your favorite hoodie.

4. You're smart, straight up and take no prisoners.

5. Well of course I remember walking into my uncle's apartment and finding this itty bitty blond girl all teary-eyed and pissed off at my cousin. At least these days you're not usually teary-eyed.

6. You remind me of one of our last litter of barn cats, this nimble little thing with big eyes that's always getting into things.

7. Is there any kind of well-earned retribution I can help you give those dumbass stepbrothers of yours?

8. If I do this for you, you must post this on yours. Well, you already did ...

[verbal_vomit_1]

I don't snore. Do I? I'm sorry.

Maybe they'll deep fat fry some fat. I'd eat that, no joke. I ate a deep fried Coke once. Basically they pour the coke into sweet pancake batter type stuff like for making funnel cakes? And then they deep fry that and roll it in powdered sugar.

Taste the rainbow, frand. I almost did. NOM.

I will have to get back to you on the revenge makings, possibly on Tuesday. We shall see.

[marcusisaspaz]

Eh, it barely qualifies as a snore, more like a newborn baby kitten snore. No way is it loud enough to keep me awake.

[verbal_vomit_1]

Everything is all kittens with you today...or I'm all kittens to you today. Why?

AND

What do you want to drink? I did say I'd go get you something. But not Marcus. I am not playing waitress here and he's a lousy tipper.

[marcusisaspaz]

What? You're tiny, cuddly, curious and like to climb things. Kittens.

I could go for some root beer. If there's vanilla ice cream in the freezer, I could go for a root beer float.

[verbal_vomit_1]

I only cuddle because I want to soak up all your body heat. I am always freezing. Always. Joys of being a preemie. Did you know it's a common trait that babies born prior to thirty six weeks gestation often have trouble regulating their body temperature? So yeah, I freeze often.

And now, I will go make a root beer float for you and shake up a can of Coke for Marcus.