Me - well even if they don't we can still get it for you and you can eat left overs tomorrow if you want.
Her - that's true too (her favorite filler thing to say).
Me - would you also like a salad to go with that?
Her - that's what I was saying. Why don't I just get the chicken parm and a salad and not get any spaghetti.
Me - um... we haven't yet mentioned spaghetti - but you're telling me you don't want it.
Her - right.
Me - ok
Her - just the chicken parm and a salad with blue cheese.
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(a big roll of thunder sounds, rattling the windows)
Her: is it going to thunder tonight?
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He wasn't the kind of guy who went to the hospital. He never, ever went. Well, unless he was going to die, then he'd go.
6 comments:
I think I like the last one the best :)
xxxooo
Me too, I like the last one the best. But the thunder one is priceless.
ohhh Ricky! You bring us all so many smiles!
I just love these Rickyisms!!!
lol. I do love reading this. And you must be a saint to not have killed her yet!
Oh, Ricky, Ricky, Ricky. lol
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