Me: "... So uh yeah... I am going to bed soon and all but damn, it has been a bad weekend. Maybe I need to uh well, something."
Pear: "...."
Me: "...."
Pear: ".... So uh PBS huh? Can we watch ESPN or something? This shit is depressing."
Me: "... Right channel 30 isn't it?"
Pear: ".... Fuck man even Fox News is less depressing than this shit."
Me: "... Uh ok. I will leave this remote with you. Hopefully Art Bell doesn't have Richard C. Hoagland on again. He is a putz."
Pear: "... Right then. Leave it here."
Me: "... How are you going to change the channel?"
Pear: ".... Can your dick reach your ass?"
Me: "... Huh?"
Pear: ".... If it can then go fuck yourself."
No fun at the BBQ? C'mon!
Pear still sounds a little bitter over the leaf trimming incident...
*streaks across Jess' tv for his own private viewing!* =)
Pear really needs to find another "girl"!
Posted by: Biologisvensk at July 13, 2005 05:36 AMThat's an idea... Pear would be alot less grumpy if he had a girlfriend!! There's a cute bosque pear on my kitchen counter, should I ask her if she's busy Saturday night?
Posted by: JulieB at July 13, 2005 11:46 PM