Over dinner in a local pub…

Al: [audible burp] Excuse me.

Me: Day cashy, saddy eggo.

Al: What?

Me: I said, “Stay classy, San Diego.” … only you couldn’t understand, because I had my mouth full.

I’m totally taking etiquette questions over at my other blog, btw.

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8 Responses

  1. withoutscene says:

    That’s awesome.

  2. Jon B. says:

    You are teh smooth. ^_^

  3. colio2007 says:

    kate and al: the true chicagoland love story.

  4. blue milk says:

    I haven’t anything more intelligent to say that hahahahaha, but he and I enjoyed that post so much we had to acknowledge it.

  5. The Rotund says:

    AWE.SOME.

    I love it.

  6. Roberta Lipp says:

    Last night my sister and I got involved with (well, I started it) group conversation extolling the virtues of, and debating personal preferences regarding, wait for it… Drake’s cakes.
    We were like Stepford wives, only fat.

  7. Hee! I love that this was in a pub, too.

  8. Shannon says:

    That’s cute. Sounds kinda like my house except it usually goes:

    Me: *Beeeeeeeeeeeeelch* heeheee
    BF: Ew what the hell did you eat?
    Me: *More giggling*I am a petite flower.

    Etc it degenerates from tehre.