Bing Cherry: "Do you know if the Chiefs won today?"
Me: "Cowboys by 3."
Bing Cherry: "I hate the Chiefs, that excites me immensely."
Me: "I'll drink to hating the Chiefs."
Bing Cherry: "Just because we do not like the same football team does not mean we are buddies or anything."
Me: "Ok."
Bing Cherry: "Quit looking so mopey, get me a beer while you are up."
Me:
Bing Cherry: "Listen bud, you are dealing with a pissed off piece of produce named Dick that also happens to be a female, that could use some liquid refreshment. So, if you would quit jackassing around, and get me a beer, I would appreciate it."
Me: "All you are is issues and inuendo."
Bing Cherry: (Chanting) Beer, beer, beer, beer, beer, beer, beer.
Posted by Jess at December 11, 2005 07:00 PM | TrackBackDick Cherry is a bit less introspective than Pear. Altho Pear got pretty demanding, uh, towards the end, too. Do you always affect fruit that way?
Posted by: JulieB at December 12, 2005 11:26 PMI turn fruit into demanding produce and women into psychos. Good thing I don't farm, the chickens would be attacking the foxes.
Posted by: jess @ losli.mu,nu at December 14, 2005 02:23 PM