I just wonder where it is...
Oct. 27th, 2024 01:46 amYesterday, while my husband and I were playing Guild Wars 2, our clanmates were chatting in the text-based chat channel about how one of them speaks in the channel. That person was saying that they don't speak like that in real life, that they swear a lot but don't in-game, and this happened:
That person: I have the mouth of a sailor.
My husband: Somewhere I have the spleen of an accountant.
My character suffered yet another death because I couldn't control him as I fell out of my chair laughing.
That person: I have the mouth of a sailor.
My husband: Somewhere I have the spleen of an accountant.
My character suffered yet another death because I couldn't control him as I fell out of my chair laughing.
Butter, part 2
Feb. 10th, 2021 12:01 pmYesterday, my husband and I were discussing the grocery shopping he was heading out to do, and it went like this.
Him: And lastly, some butter.
Me: Are you going to put it in the tub?
(Laughter)
Him: I really couldn't figure out why it was such a big deal that they had to talk about it on the radio! (More laughter.) Man, I wish I could post this somewhere.
Me: I already did.
Him. ..... Oh.
To be honest, he loves that I record this stuff.
Him: And lastly, some butter.
Me: Are you going to put it in the tub?
(Laughter)
Him: I really couldn't figure out why it was such a big deal that they had to talk about it on the radio! (More laughter.) Man, I wish I could post this somewhere.
Me: I already did.
Him. ..... Oh.
To be honest, he loves that I record this stuff.
This morning when I woke up, my husband came down (we sleep in separate rooms) and told me this:
His alarm is set to a specific time and radio station because he's figured out when they do their news and he gets to listen to it. This morning, it was at the very end, and he caught them saying, "And after this song, we'll have a discussion about one of the greatest controversies of today: How do you get butter out of the tub?" He spent the time during the song wondering why anyone would put butter in the tub, and it was only after the discussion started that he realized they were talking about tubs of butter, not the bathtub.
Five minutes of hysterical laughter is one of the best ways to wake up.
You should also notice that not only did my husband do something pretty stupid and embarrassing, but he also made a point to come tell me about it. He loves laughter and he loves to make me laugh, especially when it's deprecating to himself. I love him.
His alarm is set to a specific time and radio station because he's figured out when they do their news and he gets to listen to it. This morning, it was at the very end, and he caught them saying, "And after this song, we'll have a discussion about one of the greatest controversies of today: How do you get butter out of the tub?" He spent the time during the song wondering why anyone would put butter in the tub, and it was only after the discussion started that he realized they were talking about tubs of butter, not the bathtub.
Five minutes of hysterical laughter is one of the best ways to wake up.
You should also notice that not only did my husband do something pretty stupid and embarrassing, but he also made a point to come tell me about it. He loves laughter and he loves to make me laugh, especially when it's deprecating to himself. I love him.
Strange Planet (that has a north)
May. 7th, 2020 10:25 amEver seen the comic "Strange Planet"? It's the one with aliens who do normal human stuff but say things in an alien way. It's by Nathan W. Pyle, and he publishes the panels on Instagram. We love it. I especially love that a kiss is a "mouthpush".
A couple of days ago, my husband showed me this one:

I read it, and I loved the fact that the alien on the table said "yes" to "too much or ok" as it captures the fact that massage is both painful and pleasurable, but I didn't get the third panel. I asked my husband what it meant and he had no idea, so he said, "Maybe it means Hurt me the way they do in Canada."
It took about ten minutes for me to stop laughing, but now that's part of our lexicon. "Would you like me to hurt your back the way they do in Canada?"
(It's Swedish massage, by the way.)
A couple of days ago, my husband showed me this one:

I read it, and I loved the fact that the alien on the table said "yes" to "too much or ok" as it captures the fact that massage is both painful and pleasurable, but I didn't get the third panel. I asked my husband what it meant and he had no idea, so he said, "Maybe it means Hurt me the way they do in Canada."
It took about ten minutes for me to stop laughing, but now that's part of our lexicon. "Would you like me to hurt your back the way they do in Canada?"
(It's Swedish massage, by the way.)
Doesn't really translate
Jan. 28th, 2019 08:57 amFrom a discussion in Slack at work:
K: Don't worry. I take all leftovers and feed them to my husband.
N: I thought you fed them to your chickens?
My husband: potato, potato
Doesn't really translate, does it? But every time he does that - types out that phrase - it cracks me up.
Of course, when he's actually saying the phrase, he instead says, "Potato, Sontaran." Which doesn't make much sense to most people, but also cracks me up.
K: Don't worry. I take all leftovers and feed them to my husband.
N: I thought you fed them to your chickens?
My husband: potato, potato
Doesn't really translate, does it? But every time he does that - types out that phrase - it cracks me up.
Of course, when he's actually saying the phrase, he instead says, "Potato, Sontaran." Which doesn't make much sense to most people, but also cracks me up.
A confession I didn't expect...
Jan. 18th, 2019 01:11 pmMy husband just confided in me:
There's a guy here at work with the last name Parisotto. Actually, he works at a different office, so every so often, you might hear someone here mention his name, such as, "I've got a meeting with Parisotto." My husband said, every time he hears that, he has the urge to jump up and down, clapping his hands and squealing, "Parisotto! Parisotto! Parisotto!"
This will make no sense to some of you, but at least one person I know will get it. I was on the ground laughing.
There's a guy here at work with the last name Parisotto. Actually, he works at a different office, so every so often, you might hear someone here mention his name, such as, "I've got a meeting with Parisotto." My husband said, every time he hears that, he has the urge to jump up and down, clapping his hands and squealing, "Parisotto! Parisotto! Parisotto!"
This will make no sense to some of you, but at least one person I know will get it. I was on the ground laughing.
A good reason to have a land line
Jul. 26th, 2017 08:24 pmYes, we still have a land line, despite the fact that we both have mobiles. We give the land line number when we expect it's going to get sold on calling lists, and it gets the bulk of the trash calls. Real people (friends, co-workers, important businesses) know to call our cels, so we often don't even bother to answer it.
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Freudian slip
Jan. 27th, 2016 04:13 pmWell, sort of. It came from the wrong person.
In Guild Wars 2, my husband and I are working on exploring two zones called Tangled Depths and Auric Basin, trying to explore both those maps fully. While talking about our plans for tonight over IM, we have this exchange:
Him: so, gonna have to nibble on DT and AB
Me: I'd like to nibble on DT.
What's worse is that he originally typed "TD", then went back and fixed it before sending it, thinking he had gotten it wrong. It made my day. ;)
In Guild Wars 2, my husband and I are working on exploring two zones called Tangled Depths and Auric Basin, trying to explore both those maps fully. While talking about our plans for tonight over IM, we have this exchange:
Him: so, gonna have to nibble on DT and AB
Me: I'd like to nibble on DT.
What's worse is that he originally typed "TD", then went back and fixed it before sending it, thinking he had gotten it wrong. It made my day. ;)