February 18, 2008
Stupid rooster tricks.
I thought about writing a substantive post about my lovely, glorious, beautiful weekend in sunny Santa Cruz with my beloved sister and her delightful friends. Then I realized that this is Katie I am talking about, and if what I write is to reflect the fact that I spent 72 hours exposed to her sense of humor it should really be entirely composed of cock jokes. So, look! I have a really big cock!
Um, yeah. Anyway, gosh, look how big that thing is.
You know, I don't even know the origin of the joke I'm referencing here; I just know everyone makes it. Ahem. My cock. In a box.
This is a picture of coconut cupcakes. There's nothing dirty about coconut cupcakes that I can think of, but, Katie, if I've forgotten something I hope you will point it out.
Posted by dianna at February 18, 2008 11:00 PM
I feel compelled to contribute to your cultural education. The origin of the box joke:
The only dirty thing about the cupcakes might be the ant I think you managed to capture on the wall behind them. Hard to tell if it's an ant or a speck, but argh!
Man, those cupcakes were amazing. I kind of had the leftover icing for dinner last night, along with the remains of your mole.
Also, the timing of your visit was 100% perfect, because as of today it is cold and absolutely pouring. As in freezing sheets of water coming out of the sky. But it was sunny and gorgeous while you were here! I don't know how we did that, but I'm impressed with us.
Hahahahaa! Whoo. Oh my god. Hahahahahaha. I don't think it's news to anyone but my dumb televisionless self that SNL does some fucking hilarious stuff, but damn, SNL does some fucking hilarious stuff. Thank you, Elliot.
Katie: I bet if you mixed the leftover frosting with the mole burrito you'd get something like a milk chocolate bar full of beans and seitan. Ewwwww. Also, since it got crappy here today too, everyone's been telling me how it's a shame I missed the beautiful spring weather over the weekend. I ask them if, by some chance, it was 70 degrees out, and then they nod understandingly and say how nice it is that I got to go to California.
My, my, that huge, thick cock really dwarfs your pussy. I've tried to think of something requisitely filthy to say about those cupcakes, but really they be too tasty to say anything about.
It was lovely to see you this weekend and I'm strenuously anticipating our date on 3.26. Yay!
Wow, DFH, I kind of can't believe you just said that. I'm shocked and scandalized and, frankly, astounded that you beat my sister to a pussy joke. (Which, incidentally, I totally did not think of when taking that picture. I'm pleased at my ability to accidentally set up dirty puns.)
On 3.26 I will have just finished the class that I'm taking this quarter, and I will be all primed to enjoy your lovely company while purchasing armloads of academically unnecessary books from Powell's. Hooray!
I was trying to get all uppity about the DFH talking to my baby sister that way. But then I realized that I'm just also shocked that he beat me to the pussy joke.
Also, I think that's Di's payback for the "Dark Entry" comment this weekend. Zingg!