Addressing Scout, who had just finished his first bowl of kibble in days: “Word, little animal. Word.”
On being trapped in a car with a certain somebody following lunch: “Ew, you are a smelly burper. A belly smurper.”
Describing why I should stop chewing on my water bottle: “That’s why pacifiers aren’t good for adults. I mean men. Humans. Wait. Babies.”
While making left turn through an intersection without using a turn signal: “I’m turning left and NOBODY KNOWS BUT ME.”
Did Bobby live near power lines as a child? Egads.
Yes and as a result I hear he’s superhuman and capable of telepathy. No one should mess with that guy. The nick-named him SUPER AWESOME POWER LINE TELEPATHIC BOBBY. It’s a mouthful, so they’ve just gone back to calling him Bobby most of the time.
He’s one AWESOME guy. No homo.
Ugh. You’re one of those people that says “no homo”? You’re lucky I like you a lot, because that phrase is no bueno.