*doing homework, getting distracted* Josh: "These roses are dead, Gretchen. Throw them away already!" Me: "No, first I have to take off the rose petals. I save those and put them in my desk drawer so they smell good." Josh: "You're weird!" Me: "Whatever."
*silence for a minute*
Josh: "My boxers are sweaty." *pause* "My ass is sweaty! What the hell?" Me: "Well yes, Josh, other parts of your body sweat besides your armpits." Josh: "And it stinks!" Me: "Then don't smell it, dummy!" Josh: "Does your ass sweat?" Me: "Sometimes." Josh: "Does it stink?" Me: "I would assume...I don't really go around sniffing my ass." Josh: "Hmm..." *leans over to sniff my ass* Me: "Get away from my ass, Josh!" Josh: *looks at the dying roses* "I should stick one of these in my ass. And then when I fart, roses will grow."
*when we finally stop laughing, I head to my room to blog the conversation. Then this happens:*
Josh: "I'm hungry." Me: "Take a piece of Angel Food cake." Josh: "Thanks!" *goes to the kitchen* "So what's in this cake anyway?" Me: "Nothing." Josh: "Then what the hell?!" Me: "It's just a light, sugary kind of--" Josh: "If there's nothing in it, what does it taste like?!" Me: "I don't know, it just tastes like cake!" Josh: "WHAT THE HELL IS CAKE?!?!"
Ah, I love my brother. XD
~G~
P.S. -- I listed the tags for this entry in this order: josh "little josh" brother ass cake roses "we are crazy" And my brother saw "ass cake" and nearly killed himself laughing. :D
