Me: We should so name our new pup Fishy, or Porky, just like Rob Dyrdek (his bull-dogs are named Meaty & Beefy.)
Liz: Oh, Porky is totally cute. I like that. But, we'll have to get a chubby one.
(me thinking to myself, 'aren't all bull-dogs chubby?'...but that's beside the point, we have a name, people!)
Me: Well, we definitely have to get a boy then.
Liz: Oh no no, I refuse to get a boy dog. I don't want it humping my leg.
Me: But, I've only ever had boy dogs, and they've never humped me. I don't like girls. They're too moody. And, how do you expect to call a girl dog "Porky?"
(yes, people we just got in our first fight...over a dog that we don't even have yet).
Liz: (laughs aloud)
Me: I wonder if we could get a trans-gendered dog.
Liz: Or, we could just get a brother and a sister so they can play with each other and won't eat our couches.
Me: So, you mean we're just gunna leave them to run a muck in our apartment while we're not home?
Liz: Well yah, eventually we're going to have full-time jobs.
Me: I just don't know about that. I would feel so bad every time I left them.
Liz: Maybe we should start small then and get a gold-fish or something.
Me: Or a bunny!
Liz: Yah, if you want our apartment to smell like a petting zoo.
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