Texts from the Toilet Stall
While out shopping today, my gut started not feeling so well. Like most women, I only do that business at home unless it's an extreme emergency. My rumbly tumbly quickly became less than happy, so I ran off to the store bathroom (while praying that it was deserted). RCC was patiently waiting on me, so I thought I'd be courteous and let him know it'd be a while:
Me: It'll be a few minutes. I've got mud falling outta my ass.
Me: Didn't even get out of the stall before the next round hit.
RCC: Really?
Me: I broke out in a sweat.
RCC: You're gross.
Me: Nu-uh
RCC: Uh-uh
Me: Bad butt. Guess the body's not so happy with our recent diet.
RCC: Hehe I'm fine.
Me: Brat. I'm giving leaving the stall another go. Wish me luck.
RCC: G'luckIn the midst of my updating RCC on the status of my bad butt, Digger sent me a text.
Digger: Find anything for ur favorite son?
Me: Where?
Digger: As in a vehicle miss old timer. Did ya forget :P
Me: Haven't looked yet. I'm out shopping for parade stuff, that's where the confusion came from.
Digger: U suck
Me: Do not. Currently, I am less than sucking. I've got shit falling out of my ass, which is pretty much the opposite of sucking.
Digger: Thats gross. This is y old people shouldn't be allowed to text. (Don't you love that my son will make sure he uses the contraction for should not, yet shortens "why" to "y"?)
Me: Why? You texted me first.
Digger: Cuz ur gross. Anywho...I forgot
Me: Now leave me along so I can complete my job here.
Digger: Fine cranky
Me: I'll talk to you when I'm done turning myself inside out. Love you.Yep. Those kind of text convos are absolutely normal in the GunDiva/RCC household. Aren't you glad I could share?
7 comments:
Texting it is bad enough, but blogging? I'm gunna tell your mom...Oh wait, I wont have to. She follows you, too.
Bill
Butt Explosions are totally not bloggable.. lol
You aint right girl. gotta be the thin air up there ;)
ROFL, not for the condition, I hate the growlers.....LOL
Butt... for the text surrounding it...
Being from a household that can only use text for our conversations I totally understand...*snort*
P.S. hope everything came out all right in the end.....*snort,wheeze,cough,BWAHHAAAAAA...*
ARGH! I was cringing at the thought that I would find Mr. Daddy's comment here...
Butt frankly, Mrs. Mom had me cracking up. Well, and Bill too... and Mr. Daddy - yeah, still cringing on that one.
You know, the least those boys could have done was give you some electronic morale support while you were in there... MEN. sigh
I understand you were obviously traumatized by this experience so you had to blog about it to try and "relieve yourself"
It's a relief to know that you give a crap...unless you are just stalling.
Oh...and remind me never to borrow your phone.
I LOVE THIS POST!!!
We totally have inappropriate text convos all the time...heeheehee
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