Friday, November 5, 2010

Brotherly Love

A conversation via text message with my brother this morning:

Tanner: I'm eating some delicious pasta salad Mom made for me and not for you.

Me: We have a birthday here so I'm eating donuts, cinnamon rolls, chips and salsa and crackers and cheese... mmm...

Tanner: Oh yeah? Well I have a (soon to be) award winning beard! What now!!? ...chump...



Me: I have this thing that will eff you up. That's what!



Tanner: I have this guy who asks, "Are your hands bloated?"



Me: Keep talking. This will be up your butt shortly.



Tanner: Think it can get this high with your belly in the way?



Me: No problem. Baby has been kicking like crazy, so I'll just have him take care of my light work.

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