Sarah likes the word hobo. She named one of Mom's garden gnomes "The Littlest Hobo." And she likes to quote the Incredibles, "Fine, I will also fix the hobo suit."
At work we serve this breaded chicken thing that is about the size of a small fist. We call them hamsters. If people over hear us talking about them, they're likely to become very confused. ("This guy out there ate three hamsters! I can barely eat one!")
Yes, well, don't let Sarah hear you talking like that. She told our home teachers that we were getting a pet, and they asked her how she was going to cook it to eat, and she got very distraught. (Mostly annoyed, not scared--she knew they were teasing...but she could get very upset with you.)
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Yes, you guys are no fun.
I looked at them. I liked the jumper one. It sounded funny.
I look at the three you mentioned plus a few others. I just don't have much time for you little people anymore.
Oh, really? That's...unfortuntate.
Was that a quote? If not, it was a pretty lame comeback.
Recent comeback I watched on Pheobe's wedding episode:
You're going down!
Yeah? Well, you are going downer!
Is that what they say in the figure skating club?
(Cries) I wouldn't know. I didn't make it!
No, not a quote. There's an implied threat there...for example, no pictures for you, you hobo!
You can't just call a person a hobo! That's so disrespectful. I think I've lost my appetite.
Sarah likes the word hobo. She named one of Mom's garden gnomes "The Littlest Hobo." And she likes to quote the Incredibles, "Fine, I will also fix the hobo suit."
I will have to show you the clip from that '70s show where Eric yells, "Not the littlest hobo!!"
I'm in hysterics. Seriously.
Maybe I need a video clip of Sarah talking about hobos.
Ooh ooh! Me too! Oh wait. I will see her on Sunday!
You don't have to rub it in my face. Mean girl.
Yes I do. Otherwise, where is all the fun?
"Not the littlest hobo!!"
That is what Sarah says when I am playing Zuma and the marbles go down the hole.
I will see what I can do about arranging a video clip for the unprivileged.
Also, the fun is at our house.
Why is the fun at your house? Do you have a goat there!?!?
Better. We got a hamster today.
At work we serve this breaded chicken thing that is about the size of a small fist. We call them hamsters. If people over hear us talking about them, they're likely to become very confused. ("This guy out there ate three hamsters! I can barely eat one!")
You mean, when other employees overhear you talking they get confused, because you are talking about real hamsters? Right?
Yes, well, don't let Sarah hear you talking like that. She told our home teachers that we were getting a pet, and they asked her how she was going to cook it to eat, and she got very distraught. (Mostly annoyed, not scared--she knew they were teasing...but she could get very upset with you.)
I like hobos some day I want to be one.
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