A couple days ago, I was caught up in couple land. Looking back on it, I make myself gag.
Goose and I were engrossed in a conversation. Though I'm not sure that's what you can technically call it. It went a little something like this:
Me: Gaooose!
Goose: Scaaaaamp!
Me: Goooose!
Goose: Scaaaamp!
Me: Goose *giggles*
Goose: Scamp *laughs*
I hate to admit it, but this went on longer than I am proud of. At one point, my brother, who I'd forgotten was in the next room, got annoyed.
Brother: Are you two just going to have conversations consisting of "Goose" and "Scamp" for the next two hours?
At which point I decided to ask Goose if we were pathetic.
Me: Goose?
Goose: SCAMP!!!!!
And then it got started all over again. My brother meanwhile heaved a big sigh of "Jesus shit I'm related to her" and went back to his games. After this:
And I reassessed whether or not I'm a pathetic person whose day to day conversations consist of two different words stretched out to the point that they sound like pregnant dogs howling. (Like Molly if she was preggers.) The conclusion was not good.
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