Silly.
Ok, for some background...
Gabe and I both work at an office supply store (different locations, of course). I am a manager, he is a copy center/supplies grunt. We generally have odd conversations when one or both of us is half asleep in the morning. Case in point: I woke up this morning to call out of work because I'm in a ton of pain. I woke him up a little to tell him this so he didn't panic when he got up and still saw me in bed. The convo before he fell back asleep went like this:
*thrashes around* "I'm covered in dogs, blankets and specialty paper!"
"...specialty paper?"
"Yeah, the dogs made it."
"How can the dogs make specialty paper??"
"Well, they brought it, you know what I mean."
"Ok...how can the dogs cover you in specialty paper?"
*unintelligible mumbles*
*pauses, chuckling* "Is it the kind with the little balloons on it?"
*snore*
Gabe and I both work at an office supply store (different locations, of course). I am a manager, he is a copy center/supplies grunt. We generally have odd conversations when one or both of us is half asleep in the morning. Case in point: I woke up this morning to call out of work because I'm in a ton of pain. I woke him up a little to tell him this so he didn't panic when he got up and still saw me in bed. The convo before he fell back asleep went like this:
*thrashes around* "I'm covered in dogs, blankets and specialty paper!"
"...specialty paper?"
"Yeah, the dogs made it."
"How can the dogs make specialty paper??"
"Well, they brought it, you know what I mean."
"Ok...how can the dogs cover you in specialty paper?"
*unintelligible mumbles*
*pauses, chuckling* "Is it the kind with the little balloons on it?"
*snore*