Thirty-three

“Well, if I don’t see you before then, have a happy birthday.”

“Yeah, right.”

“Oh stop it, you’re not that old.”

“Hrmph.”

“You’re not doomed to be alone, you know.”

“Yeah, put that on my tombstone.”

On recreational Viagra

“What do you mean, it’s ‘not like superman?’”

“Well, it’s just a go-go-go thing, maybe bigger than usual…”

“I guess I’m not superman then.”

“It’s actually kind of annoying. Picture this:”

“Are you done yet?”

“I’m just trying to please you, baby.”

“You did. Twice. Twenty minutes ago.”

“But I want to again.”

“Get off me.”

“You have the sweetest pillow talk.”

“A girl can get sore!”

“Well, guys can chafe!”

“Then you just STOP!”

“Hmph.”

Cancer smells funny.

“Why don’t I ever get to be on your blog?”

“Because we never have any interesting conversations.”

“Sure we do. Remember that time you told me about how cancer smells?”

“Cancer DOES smell. So does pseudomonas. They both reek.”

“See? This is an interesting conversation!”

I got felt up by my ex-boyfriend’s brother

“Why is that funny?”

“I knew it was going to be one of the two of them, JS or TL.”

“And how did you know this?”

“We were talking about it at the first bar, before you guys even went to the other place. They were asking me about you and I said ‘She’s cute, she’s single, go for it.’”

“I am rather cute, aren’t I?”

Conversation with ex-boyfriend who broke up with me 18 months ago

“So are you and Eddie completely over, then?”

“Yeah.”

“Guy’s an idiot.”

“Why do you say that?”

“Come on, how do you break up with a girl like you?”

“I don’t know, Tim, how DO you break up with a girl like me?”

“Uhhh…”