and, apparently, a month in which there wasn't much to say."grrrremotions."
"don't trust those guys with that slicked back hair."
"oh, the easy-going days of dating people you knew you'd never have kids with."
"but, really, can one ever have too much blue?"
"you are clearly the most progressive person i know as far as hygiene methods."
"i've been invaded by a molting smurf."
"he's like, '....lexie....it's...phil.'"
"yeah, it's like, 'who are you? who am i?'"
"there's a lot of touching yourself in burlesque."
"that's not tiki, it's tacky."
"so now I have this tiny irrational fear that we're going to be beheaded in johnson city, just because I went there one time by greyhound bus."
"i'm this close to being turned on by my own hair."
"you can take that down, because we bought a rifle."
"such delusions of grandeur. but, really, who doesn't want to be the mother of jesus? who doesn't want to give birth in a barn?"
"you're the kind of woman who needs additional seating."
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Damn toilet phone made the quotes so scant!
yep. usually i can do some end of the month conversating when the quotes are looking skimpy. stupid toilet phone.
Wait, Wait.
If I get a call in the latter part of the month, it is because you want a juicy tidbit for your quotes?
I feel so used...
oh you know you're flattered.
Flattered?!! Me?!! I am always indignant!!
I can tell we have not hung out enough this month. I'm not on the quotables. sad story!
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