I had this hilarious friend who was way pregnant, irritatingly past
her due date, sequestered to her velvet couch in the blistering heat of
a Floridian July and still, somehow (God bless her) maintained that
certain brand of humor that probably got her knocked up, married and
sprawled out on that couch in the first place. I called her to see when
the hell she was going to have that child anyway because, like, I
totally was anxious to order her baby gift online and could she please
just get the show on the road?
Totally, deadpan, she replied, "Dude, chill. I'm working on it."
When I asked her how, she said, "I just took a Sharpie and drew a big ass arrow over my big ass belly and wrote THIS WAY OUT!"
Then when I asked her if it was working, she clicked her tongue and asked back, "Do you think he's already behind if he can't read that message backward?"
Ohhhh, good times.
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