Okay, I'm a little hard of hearing. But Belinda's a low talker.
We're going into Target. I ask, "What are we here for?"
I thought I heard Belinda say "A lawn sock".
"Why do we need a lawn sock?" I ask.
"AN ALARM CLOCK!" Belinda replies in a normal volume.
"Oh yeah" I say.
While pushing the cart down the isle by the DVD's, Belinda tells me "My kids are boobies".
"Your kids are boobies?" I ask.
"HERE ARE THE MOVIES!" she says in a normal voice.
We go to look at the alarm clocks. Belinda tells me of an artist that stuck a bunch of clocks together to make a "mirage".
"I think the word you're looking for is collage
", I correct her.
"No, I think it was a mirage", she says.
"Oh", I replied, "It wasn't really there."
Quote from SpankedInPittsburgh
Selective hearing has saved the species on many occassions
I tried looking it up, Spanked. There's no such word as lective, let alone lective hearing.
That's odd, too, because it must be pretty powerful stuff, to have saved an entire species.
Last edit by Davey Do on Jan 8
: Reason: When did last eat?