I *~*heart*~* my friends …
… and their awesome quotes!
From Scott, with whom I spent several fun hours chatting and drinking and laughing tonight at Tiff’s end-of-job celebration:
“When she walks, her ovaries clang together.” (about a former supervisor)
From Scott again, this time on his pleasure at serving Atkins-friendly food for his friends this coming Friday (and admitting to be a carnivore himself):
I like meat, too. And beef.
From Shawn, who paid homage to me with some blogthoughts that were inspired by my whore-with-a-heart-of-gold posting from a few days back:
“Until someone fucks me good enough that I don’t need to talk about it anymore, I’ll continue to express long soliloquies about sticking and dicking.” (no further need for explanation there!)
From Dave, who was making fun of me when I mistyped something and mistakenly used the letter “F” — I asked him to name three things that begin with F.
Dave: “Felching, Fellating, and do I really need to tell you the third? Feuding.”
And my response: “Oooh, talk dirty to me some more!”