overheard
This morning:
two were packing lunches
one was eating leftover scrambled eggs
yours truly was reading interesting tidbits of online news.
Me: "You know Leona Helmsley, that billionaire hotel-chain lady who just died? She left 12 million dollars to her dog."
Friend #37: "What kind of dog did she have?"
(various reactions from bystanders)
Me: "She did leave $100,000 to her chauffeur, though."
Friend #12: "For that kind of money, I'd be a chauffeur."
Friend #37: "Not me. I'd dress up as a dog."
two were packing lunches
one was eating leftover scrambled eggs
yours truly was reading interesting tidbits of online news.
Me: "You know Leona Helmsley, that billionaire hotel-chain lady who just died? She left 12 million dollars to her dog."
Friend #37: "What kind of dog did she have?"
(various reactions from bystanders)
Me: "She did leave $100,000 to her chauffeur, though."
Friend #12: "For that kind of money, I'd be a chauffeur."
Friend #37: "Not me. I'd dress up as a dog."
3 Comments:
classic breakfast conversation at the Hull's =) who wouldn't want to live here?
so i'm a little curious. how do you decide which number goes with which friend? is there some kind of system you have?
see this post. it explains all.
(hey. you need a number too.)
http://thisrequiresthought.blogspot.
com/2006/04/numbering-my-friends.html
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