Of Fajitas and Handling your snake
• Of Fajitas and Handling your snake
Last week was awesome, Becky was in town. We hit Water World (best water park I have ever been to), Boondocks (mini golf, Becky won both times), and the movies (Fantastic 4).
Possibly the funniest exchange of nonsense happened when we met Tara and Pat downtown to eat dinner at this Mexican restaurant (nice food actually). We were joking about how Peter (from the Family Guy show) ordered 1000 chicken fajitas. Fajitas came out sounding like vaginas but with an f: fagitas. So naturally when I ordered (and I honestly did this by accident) I asked for the chicken fagitas. After that we were talking about Becky's phobia of snakes. Pat owns one (Jared, a python I think) and we were also talking about going out Friday for a few brews. Becky said she might be able to see Jared if she was feeling a little more relaxed. Except this came out as (saying this to Pat): "I bet I could handle your snake-" then clapping her hands over her mouth as she realized the inuendo.
Even more entertaining is that I was able to get Becky to play World of Warcraft. She now commands the mighty Merriweather, a gnomish warlock. I'm so proud, she is becoming a nerd like me.
Ah good times.
Now that she has gone home I feel the same dull ache as before. More poignant now that she was here for a little while.
And Best Buy... yup that is what I have to say about that.
Last week was awesome, Becky was in town. We hit Water World (best water park I have ever been to), Boondocks (mini golf, Becky won both times), and the movies (Fantastic 4).
Possibly the funniest exchange of nonsense happened when we met Tara and Pat downtown to eat dinner at this Mexican restaurant (nice food actually). We were joking about how Peter (from the Family Guy show) ordered 1000 chicken fajitas. Fajitas came out sounding like vaginas but with an f: fagitas. So naturally when I ordered (and I honestly did this by accident) I asked for the chicken fagitas. After that we were talking about Becky's phobia of snakes. Pat owns one (Jared, a python I think) and we were also talking about going out Friday for a few brews. Becky said she might be able to see Jared if she was feeling a little more relaxed. Except this came out as (saying this to Pat): "I bet I could handle your snake-" then clapping her hands over her mouth as she realized the inuendo.
Even more entertaining is that I was able to get Becky to play World of Warcraft. She now commands the mighty Merriweather, a gnomish warlock. I'm so proud, she is becoming a nerd like me.
Ah good times.
Now that she has gone home I feel the same dull ache as before. More poignant now that she was here for a little while.
And Best Buy... yup that is what I have to say about that.