REALLY, REALLY can tell!!!!!
I love to text her. Sometimes it is easier than a phone call. Stories, sentences, one liners, jokes, or just a stupid emoticon (like the piece of poop emoticon on the iphone. Immature? Yes. Funny? Yes)
She loves to text me. She understands it is easier than a phone call.
(Sometimes we text each other until one of our husbands has to put the brakes on it, accusing us of sitting on our butts, laughing out loud to our phones, and forgetting we have dinner on the stove)
'Ooops, sorry honey! Just texting D.'
'Why don't you just call her. Or better yet, go down to her house, she just lives down the street?'
'Because I wanted to hang out with you tonight Babe! But hold on, let me text her back one more thing' "LOL LOL LOL OMG LOL Husband getting cranky! I'll see you tomorrow at work! Bleh, can he be any moodier! Whahhh, Whahhh!! I burned the biscuits!
Call a WAA-MBULANCE! LOL!! LOL!! Gotta go!"
'What are you laughing at over there?'
'Nothing honey! O.K. I turned my phone off. Now where were we pookie........'
|Smart Popcorn! I can feel the intelligence growing inside me.I won't be able to contain it!|
|The bottle is almost empty. Somebody, QUICK,!Call 9-1-1, her brain is about to explode with Smarts!!!|
Oh, and one more thing that we have in common.....
the way we think
As soon as it was pointed out that we were both consuming brainiac snacks, what did we do?
We both grabbed our phones out of our purses and took a picture......
all the while laughing, because we had realized we both grabbed our phones.
So now we were laughing at the Smart Food
We were laughing at our phones
We were laughing because we were laughing
We laughed some more!