More Coffee Break Fun

Earlier this week, I gave you a glimpse into my afternoon fun time with the Princess. It really is the best way to pass that last hour before The Man releases you out to play. I highly recommend getting your own Princess. No, you can't have mine. Because who else would I have this conversation with?

Ghetto Photo Girl: i need something to drink

GPG: like tequila

GPG: not that i need to drown my sorrows, it just sounds really good

Princess: yeah that does sound good

GPG: i forgot that i took all the margarita mix to your house last time

GPG: i was actually thinking of making myself one last night

P: Oh that sucks

P: I'm sorry

GPG: it's okay

GPG: i never crave one

GPG: must be pregnant

P: yeah

P: and when are you due hehehehe

GPG: um, 9 months from now

P: sweet

P: and what do you want a boy or a girl

GPG: i'd like a 3-headed monster, please

P: can we name it charlie

GPG: charlie, the 3-headed rat child

GPG: i'll give it to the circus

GPG: not rat, cat

GPG: charlie, the 3-headed cat burglar love child

P: He can play with buzby if you keep him

GPG: won't buzby be dead by then? seeing as how he's aging into oblivion?

P: nah, he's lasted this long

P: he might be crazy though

GPG: which is fine

GPG: the rat-cat love child with 3 heads won't mind