The foolery floating past me & the bumblings of my brain


Stand-up comedy junkie, geek, and closet romantic. Introspectively sexy. Flyyer than your girlfriend, fresher than your crew. 'Bougie', 'siddity', and generally okay with that. But sometimes, I just wanna do hoodrat stuff with my friends. My richness consists not in the extent of my possessions, but in the fewness of my wants. And all I want is simplicity and success. And maybe some more shoes.
katchin05 - January 22, 2012 9:32 PM - Text
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katchin05 - March 3, 2011 8:10 PM - Chat
What??
  • Hella long but it cracked me the fuck up.
  • Boogie is reading to me before he goes to bed. It's a book called Animals and all he does is name the animals and make the sound or action that goes with said animal. Somehow, we started talking about what you make out of animals and it was all downhill from there...
  • Boogie: So what do you do with a sheep?
  • Me: You know how when you get a haircut, you have to pick up all the hair and throw in the trash?
  • Boogie: Yes
  • Me: Well, sheep's wool you take it and you use it to make sweaters and blankets.
  • Boogie: Oh... and then the sheep grows more hair. What about a pig?
  • Me: Um...
  • Boogie: What do you make from pigs?
  • Me: Well, some people eat pigs.
  • Boogie: WHAT?!
  • Me: Yes like... bacon and sausage and pepperoni and ham...
  • Boogie: Stop! Stop!
  • *pretends to faint onto his pillow*
  • Boogie: I can't hear anymore. *eyes closed, arm draped dramatically over his head*
  • Boogie: What about the chickens?
  • Me: You don't want to know...
  • Boogie: Yes I do...
  • Me: eggs
  • Boogie: WHAT?!
  • Me: Nuggets
  • Boogie: WHAT?!
  • Me: Popeyes
  • Boogie: WHAT?! What the---
  • Me: I know.
  • Boogie: I'm going to turn the page now.
  • *This page is filled with baby animals that you match with their parents*
  • Boogie: The bunny goes with Rabbit... the kitten goes with the cat... the dog goes with the puppy
  • Me: Good job
  • He turns the page
  • Boogie: I know what a baby fish is called. Fishsticks.
  • Me: No. Fishsticks are made out of fish. Baby fish are just baby fish.
  • Boogie: Fishsticks... are made out of fish?? What about corndogs?!
  • Me: *sigh* Sometimes cows, pigs and chickens
  • Boogie: Stop telling me things!
  • Me: You asked!
  • Boogie: No more reading. I don't want to know what you do with dogs and cats.
  • Me: ME?! I'm not doing anything!
  • Boogie: *side eyes me*
  • Then he pulls his Toy Story blanket over him and turns his back on me.
  • Boogie: Good night, mommy. I hope you don't eat kittens!