Sunday, April 02, 2006

bam bam chicccc (drum joke sound)

Frenchbeach: Hum Baby, you are the reason for the downfall of my social life...
Hot dot: oh really, and why is that?
FB: hum, because i have too much fun with you and so I don;t want to do anything else...
HD : Baby... the downfall of your social life was when Caz left.

OUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!! and so I picked up all my teeth from the floor and went to bed.....

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

I don't get the last line, but when reading your previous entry (and what a treat is was to wake up and find 3 new ones !), I was just thinking that when Christo has homework, you should be seeing your amigos rather than wandering from room to room. "Been there, done it" and am still doing it is what I might add since I miss seeing people I know more and more. My best advice is therefore "fais ce que je dis et pas ce que je fais" and get out there when you have free time.

Anonymous said...

ouch but true, how do you think i felt when i had to make effort with other people when you kept high tailing it off to europe
(true only twice but still deeply scaring)
and may i add that my effort with other people generally only lasted half an hour at their parties becuase they drove me mad

it is also not our fault that chris is a monkey.

however i am lucky that i have a sister nearby that makes it look as if i have more than one place to go, but generally i would just move between your two places, and she has more than one friend so i normally just crash her dinner parties

but all in all i have to admit even if i had a thousand people and places to go out with, my best and most memorable times are always going to be with you (and as you know if i was going out all the time youa re always my date, who else is going to make feline noises with me at gorgeous men)

Anonymous said...

I agree that surely no one can compare to you Caz. Who else would agree to sleep beside Mr. Mould ? Who else is perfectly in sync for meat o'clock, as you mentioned earlier ? And much more, of course. I am more familiar with the lost dog noises conveying a pathetic yet clear message of "I want !" than with the feline hunting noises. Little by little, I'm sending goodies for your return so get ready for massive and intense hip swaying in the kitchen.