I just had the raddest conversation with my friend Jules, who I’m reasonably sure pleaseohpleaseohplease doesn’t read my blog.
me: What’s up?
Jules: You know that guy I’m dating?
Jules: Well, it’s going OK, but the problem is…
me: He’s not me?
Jules: Ha! Well sorta, but there’s something else [whispers] his, uh, thing is kinda small!
me: a-ha…a-HA… A-HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
me: So…how small are we talking about?
Jules: Well, it’s not that small, I think it’s probably normal..it’s just that S was so big
me: So how long?
Jules: Well, normal…what’s normal?
me: I ain’t sayin’ anything until I hear what you say.
Jules: Like 5-6 inches
me: Ah, hehe, that’s not awful…
Jules: I think it’s more the thickness, though…
me: So what are we looking at? A quarter?
Jules: No, bigger than that
me: Umm, half-dollar?
Jules: Um, yeah! About the size of a half-dollar! hehe
Jules: A half-dollar Dave! hehehehe
me: A-HAHAHA ‹teasing singsong›Your boyfriend’s a half-dollar! Your boyfriend’s a half-dollar!‹/teasing singsong›