Full Of It, If You Know What I Mean
MADE ME LAUGH MONDAY IS ABOUT POOP THIS TIME. Don’t even act surprised, I warned you it was coming. I haven’t edited this, but it pretty accurately sums up mine and Ashley’s conversations to the T.
Aubrey says: hey let me know what I can bring camping to help, ok?
Ashley says: taco stuff
Ashley says: and your own pop
Aubrey says: I thought you said your own poop
Aubrey says: haha! that was funny
Ashley says: I thought I did too!
Ashley says: I had to read it twice to make sure I typed pop instead of poop
Aubrey says: I’m full of crap, I’m sure I can bring some.
Ashley says: yes it was funny
Ashley says: on the list: poop. Then you can cross that out and put pop
Ashley says: don’t know how you cross out stuff, but it rocks.
Aubrey says: when you’re writing, you’ll see the BOLD button and the italics button.
Ashley says: I love (sadly?) that you cross out stuff about weddings on your blog
Aubrey says: its the ABC with a dash through it. you just click the AB button and select “strike out” and type away.
Ashley says: THAT IS SO FREAKING COOL
Ashley says: THANKS
Aubrey says: I’ll call ya later tonight.
Ashley says: 1800IMYOURFAVORITESISTER
Aubrey says: 1800IFREAKINGKNOWTHATYOU’REAWESOMENESS. Bye!
A few days later, referring to this image:
Ashley says: Ha! I thought that Poppin my Colla was Poopin my Colla—don’t ask what I thought that meant.
Aubrey says: . . .
Then while shopping for camping supplies in Wal-Mart:
Aubrey: I have such a full cart.
Ash: Did you just say you have a cold fart?
So pretty much, we’re full of crap. It’s not completely all our fault. I blame the “Pooping in the pool is NOT cool” sign we saw while swimming with the kids. My thought process has not been the same since.
But yes Ash, I did bring the poop pop for camping, and I can’t wait. But as long as we’re on the subject. . .might I add, remember to bring TP (toilet paper).
Just in case we spill the pop of course.