Strange Conversations: Part Eight
Posted 29 April 2008 in Strange Conversations by Catriona
Nick’s given up on making me stop posting these conversations, so I’m going to continue them as an ongoing series—because, frankly, Nick and living with Nick are hilarious things, and everyone should get to enjoy them.
This one took place after Nick came back from buying dinner and was getting changed.
ME: (swearing for some reason.)
NICK: Don’t swear.
ME: What?
NICK: Don’t swear.
ME: (unable to keep myself from smirking.)
NICK: I’m just saying.
(Pause)
NICK: Bugger, I can’t get my shirt off. Help! It’s stuck! (Ripping sound.)
I’d be lying if I didn’t say my next action was to laugh and laugh.
If it makes it better, he didn’t rip his shirt badly. I just liked the lack of association between his assumption of authority and his inability to remove a shirt.
And it takes a fair bit to make me laugh on a day when I’m once again regretting getting my belly button pierced in my distant, barely rebellious teens.
Share your thoughts [6]
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heretic wrote at Apr 30, 02:38 pm
Tell Nick we still have the piece of paper with all the funny things he said from that time on the deck at Newmarket. He’ll know… :)
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Nick Caldwell wrote at May 2, 03:21 am
Grrr! (shakes fist)
Oh well.
3
Nick Caldwell wrote at May 2, 03:23 am
Also, I don’t care who swears. I was just trying to be funny. Then things became unintentionally funny. Life is hard.
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Catriona wrote at May 2, 03:37 am
Wait, now you’re editorialising on my blog?
Oh, hell no.
Last time: I am not re-naming the blog Life with Nick, and you are not getting a co-author credit, even though all my best lines are stolen from you.
;)
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heretic wrote at May 14, 01:43 am
oh crap, could you delete that last comment with the email address? bloody auto-complete….
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Catriona wrote at May 14, 03:58 am
Done and done—for both the comments. I thought it was a little odd that you’d included your e-mail address in the comments, but I thought “mine is not to reason why, mine is but to moderate.”
Or something along those lines.