Thursday, January 21, 2010

Stuff We Do In Private

And now, for another installment of Let's Share Our Hilarious E-mails With The World.

Merci!
Shan

Amy: 123letsgohome.

Shannan: I am ALL for that.

Amy: OMG. We are SO alike. We should start a blog. I just thought of something to tell you and just forgot it. true story

Shannan: yesssss go ONNNNNNNNNN

Amy: no, that was a true story that I forgot my story. i started some adds to your post but will finish later or tonight. i could go on and on though so will prob save some loves/hates for later posts. so much to say on those topics

hot topics

hot pockets

pop tarts filled with nasty meat

Shannan: blech

Amy: hot pocket - you HAVE seen Jim Gaffigan, right? speaking of funny. pbi and i got tix to demetri martin in may. i cited.

Shannan: whoseee whatsit?

Amy: jim or demetri? or both?

Shannan: jim

Amy: one of the funniest evah.

Shannan: I know of this demetri of which you speak

Amy: good. i was ascairt. jim just had a King Baby special on comedy central. to burn you cd's. he hiLARious. his hot pocket riff is genius. to look up on youtube please. it is the funnies.

Shannan: I wish my boss weren't standing in view of my computer right now...

Amy: doh

Shannan: if I disappear for a while, that's why...

Amy: i wish my boss was named my name
Okee. p to the s...my feet hurt from saturday night. the end. And i have to go pee.

Shannan: uh oh

Amy: mo water, mo problems.

Shannan: did you wear zee shoes of pain?

Amy: mmmmmmmm hmmmmmmm. they weren't really thaaaaaaaat terrible. it was just all the hours and back and forth in them. i was bizzy. hope someone got a cute picture b/c my jacket is the fun.

Shannan: was that white tuxedo jacket/rock tee/new shooties outfit night? and tell me again what for you were dressed up? I can barely keep my own exciting nights straight, let alone anyone else's. are you STILL peeing, for the love of John Stamos?????

(14 minutes)

Amy: sorry, jeff stopped by so we were chit chatting about really unimportant things. he funny. dude, it was my BIG FUNDRAISER. Thanks for caring. snifflety sniff. and here i was just telling jeff just NOW about how we met online

Shannan: DID I OR DID I NOT REMEMBER THE OUTFIT YOU DESCRIBED FOR THE EVENT????

Amy: IS THE OUTFIT MORE IMPORTANT THAN MY TIRELESS WORK AND MY CHARITY?

Shannan: Sweet Wind Cries Mary, you have something different going on every weekend, I cannot keep them all straight!

YES!

Amy: yes, it is.

Shannan: I mean, NO!!!

Amy: but a little.

Shannan: well, sometimes

Amy: usually

Shannan: now and then. did you also tell Jeff about our HILARIOUS new blog? and is he now a stalker on it? he should be. if he's THAT funny.

Amy: speaking of. I was so exhausted from working so hard for MY BIG FUNDRAISER that I cleaned house yesterday and then plopped on the couch and watched the SATC movie.

no, but i'm about to send to him. - twas a loverly Sunday afternoon of frivolity.

Shannan: dude, I WATCHED THE SATC MOVIE THIS WEEKEND TOOOOOO!!!!!

Amy: did Tom watch?

Shannan: it was worth it just for the clothes

yep

he did

Amy: you keep him. PBI would NEVER watch that.

Shannan: of course, it took us allll weekend to watch it b/c of babies. he even made me rewind back to the part he missed when he fell asleep in it the first time. I was surprised. tis sad that PBI wouldn't watch it wiv out.

Amy: i could tell i was on post-exhaustion/mid-exhaustion mode b/c I cried through the whole thing. for real.

Shannan: you big bawl baby

Amy: more fun to watch alone with my woobie than hear his comments. i yam.

Shannan: as opposed to Gavin, who is a big ball baby

Amy: it was sad in parts. sue me.

Shannan: and by that I mean he cannot keep his wee hands off his wee-nie when I change his diaper these days. typical man.

Amy: te he. to sampling the franks and beans.

Shannan: dude. I mean come ON.

Amy: I need to log off and really have no good segue from your son playing with himself.

Shannan: I know, it's hard, isn't it. BWAH - okay, that's just not right. bye bye now.

Amy: it's not. bye for now

Shannan: sniffle, sniff..... I'll be okay. Don't worry about me. I'll pull through somehow...

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