I think I'll occasionally write these down. They amuse me so, and hitting delete on my Centro always makes me sad. With the fairly intense memory loss I know I wont remember them.
Me: You should vacuum pump. Then do needles. Make a corset. Then take pics. With the bigger hood ring it'll look awesome. And bloody.
G: Sounds fun. Wreck and vacuum all weekend. Corset Tuesday night. Should look a frightful mess.
G: By the way, if you do manage to push the Hulk out, we need video.
Me: I didn't agree to that! No scars!
G: I promise to make them symmetric. Even if I have to even them out with....
wait for it...
a box cutter.
Me: Lemme tell ya where you can stick your box cutter.
G: Topping from the bottom again?
Me: Just being my lovable self. If you can get a surgical blade I might let ya.
G: So basically a razor knife in disposable foil. I'm shocked. Think of the environment!
Me: I think the benefits outweigh the environmental impact. Oh, and by the way, kiss my ass.
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