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In the opinion of this court, this child is depraved on account he ain't had a normal home

A couple of weeks ago I commented on an annoying-slash-hilaaaarious conversational habit of mine. I picked up on another one that my sister and I do while we were grocery shopping today:

1: Where is the [X]? (Or brings up [X] in some other context)
2: You're an [X]!
1: I'll [X] you!

Such as:

Alfie: Where are the cheese and crackers?
me: You're cheese and crackers!
Alfie: I'll cheese and crackers you!

Then when we went to drive home, Alfie unlocked the car and let me in. I reached over and grabbed the keys off her lap and joked, "Ha ha, sorry for grabbing your crotch."

"Are you going to blog that?" asked Alfie, who seems to be paranoid/hopeful that every moderately amusing exchange we have is going to end up in the blog.

"No," I responded. "There aren't really a whole lot of musicals with people grabbing crotches."

"Maybe Rent," said Alfie, who hasn't seen it.

"Yeah, you would think that if a musical was going to have cratchgrobbing, it would be Rent."

"Cratchgrobbing!"

"Cratchgrobbing. That's a funny word. You're a cratchgrob."

"I'm gonna cra-- wait, no."

srah - Wednesday, 21 November 2007 - 3:58 PM
Tags: alfie, conversation, nablopomo, nablopomo 2007

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