Chatter X: I got nothing.
WWW: I win!
Chatter X: you get a cookie!
WWW: Woo hoo! What kind?
Chatter X: Chocolate chip.
WWW: Mmmm. A classic.
Chatter X: It's the doggy style of cookies.
WWW: No, I think it's the missionary position of cookies.
Chatter X: Sugar cookies are the missionary.
WWW: Sandwich cookies are doggy style.
WWW: No, vanilla wafers are the missionary. Or maybe vanilla wafers are twin beds and frustrated masturbation.
Chatter X: Sandwich cookies aren't that satisfying. They're the quick hand job of cookies.
WWW: The doggy cookies should be fairly common but yet with a rep for being fancy and unusual. Maybe Fig Newtons.
Chatter X: Shortbread?
WWW: Oh, that's not bad. But with the English connotation, maybe they should be the London Bridge of cookies.
WWW: I’ve got it…doggy is Pepperidge Farm cookies.
Chatter X: MILANO!!!
Chatter X: Is a London Bridge like an Eiffel Tower?
WWW: I don't know what an Eiffel Tower is.
Chatter X: To the Urban Dictionary!
WWW: A London Bridge is two girls straddling a dude, one on his cock and one on his face, while they make out.
WWW: I bet an Eiffel Tower is the same thing but with three dudes.
Thursday, October 22, 2009
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7 metawords:
I will never look at a bag of Oreos in quite the same way again.
Or world famous landmarks for that matter.
I wish I had conversations like this.
Oh, and in England there's a cookie (or biscuit, as we call them) called a "Jammy Dodger". I'll leave that one to your imagination.
...three dudes and a lot of body odor.
Oh, WWW. So sweet and innocent.
Huh. Learn something new every day.
And sometimes wish you hadn't.
I believe I got my real education right here at your blog.
Incidentally, choc chip cookies ARE the missionary position of cookies.
Thanks to the IR I now want a Jammy Dodger. They used to stick to your teeth really badly. Happy Faces were the way to go.
Hot.
I suddenly desire cookies. How odd.
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