me complaining about my body.
todd saying that me complaining about my body is like the iron chef thinking he's a crappy cook.
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Sunday, January 15, 2012
Todd (mostly sleeping and talking)
This is Todd after he's been asleep for a few hours when he stirs and wakes just a little.
Hillary nudges Todd a little because he is basically pushing her off the bed.
Todd: Then I'll move for a half dollar.
H: A half dollar?
T: Fifty cents. Fifty. 50 Cent is a rap artist.
(a few seconds later he sits up) What am I going to do with these orange peels? What am I sleeping on?!?!? It's HOT!
H: Todd, sweetie, lay down.
T: (Todd cradles Hillary's head and looks at her sincerely) Hill, would you still love me even if I wasn't a millionaire?
H: ...
T: I knew it! You're just in it for my millions!
...My millions of sexy!!!!
Hillary nudges Todd a little because he is basically pushing her off the bed.
Todd: Then I'll move for a half dollar.
H: A half dollar?
T: Fifty cents. Fifty. 50 Cent is a rap artist.
(a few seconds later he sits up) What am I going to do with these orange peels? What am I sleeping on?!?!? It's HOT!
H: Todd, sweetie, lay down.
T: (Todd cradles Hillary's head and looks at her sincerely) Hill, would you still love me even if I wasn't a millionaire?
H: ...
T: I knew it! You're just in it for my millions!
...My millions of sexy!!!!
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