Actual Email Conversation
Me: You going to dinner tomorrow night?
Sharon: What dinner?
Me: With Renee and Becky. Maybe Renee hates you. I'll forward the email. Oh wait, she doesn't hate you she just sent it to your other email address.
Sharon: Is Becky Renee's lesbian lover?
Me: OH MY GOD I hope so. We could talk about that for months.
4 comments:
I do have a key to her house. And I get to come over and play with her "kitty."
When the husband's away, the girls will play. >:-P
Becky, be cool. The Husband's the one who emailed me this post, and he's already warned me: extracurricular activities with girls do count.
I depend on him to pay the mortgage, so let's keep this on the downlow.
Right. Right. I'd hate to lose the hot tub.
I mean, *cough* I DON'T KNOW WHAT ANY OF YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT.
I should clarify: unless I get to watch.
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