This blog is not for the light-hearted or easily offended. If either one of those descriptions applies to you, i would suggest you start drinking before you read this blog. A sense of humor is suggested. If you don't have one that sucks for you … find one and get a life!
I was talking with my friend Robin about the crap that’s on TV when we had the following conversation:
Robin: do your kids watch a lot of reality TV?
Me: I don’t think so
Robin: do you?
Me: no, but I’m familiar with most of it
Robin: my daughter likes Project Runway
Me: we should be on some reality TV
Robin: you hate it though
Me: OMG! Brainstorm!
Me: you and me apply to be on Toddlers and TIARIAS!
ROBIN: What? How?
Me: I’m the mom and you’re the daughter
Me: it’ll be awesome and so fucking funny
Robin: can you imagine you doing my hair?
Me: well, I’m sure I’ll figure it out
Robin: and my makeup?
Me: What? I’m offended. Just cuz I don’t wear makeup doesn’t mean I don’t know what it is
Robin: you’d have to put fake eyelashes on me
Me: my daughter the ho
Robin: ma’am, are you aware your daughter looks like a ho?
Me: that’s rude you asshole. I’d defend you Robin!
Robin: what’s my talent?
Me: can you dance?
Me: you have really good conversations
Robin: is that a talent?
Me: to me it’s imperative
Robin: what would we call it?
Me: call what?
Robin: my talent?
Me: talented possible co-host for a TV show
Robin: who looks like a ho
Robin: what’s the show called?
Me: ho’s and the mom’s who love them
Robin: hahahah…oh shit, I have to go
Best phone call ever right? Don’t you want friends like us?