Recently, a friend of mine broke up with her boyfriend. Later on that same evening I called to make sure that she was ok, etc. A piece of our conversation was hilarious (to me - not to her) and I just had to blog about it (nothing like kicking someone when they're down, right)...
Me: Hey, T-Rev baked a cake tonight. Do you want me to save a piece for you?
Her: No, I just had ice cream.
Me: Ice cream? Yum!
Her: Yeah, I finished off the rest of JC's ice cream.
Me: Oh, he had ice cream at your place?
Her: Well, I bought it for him.
Me: Ice cream sounds good. What flavor was it?
Her: It was gross - butter pecan - I practically had to choke it down.
Me: LOL. Then why did you eat it??? I like butter pecan - I would have eaten it.
Her: I don't know. I just wanted it gone so I wouldn't be reminded of him.
Me: Yeah, well... those extra pounds will remind you of him for weeks - LOL. I'll bring you a piece of cake, though, so you can blame the weight on T-Rev instead.
Her: Gee thanks - you're such a good friend - not.
Me: Well, I would have eaten the ice cream for you had you offered it to me - now THAT is a good friend, is it not?
Her: Yeah, well... you're about 20 minutes too late.
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I don't think eating Butter Pecan ice cream will get your treadmill time to go down.
Turtle
Obviously I wasn't thinking about treadmill time... I was thinking about helping out a friend... hello...?
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