We are honored to be the punchline of today’s xkcd!
Make sure to click through and read the alt tag. :)
This showed up on my dashboard this afternoon, and I have to say, XKCD is one of my favorite webcomics… Even Randall’s on the tumblr bandwagon now.
Me: Look at you over there, clicking your mouse.
Boyfried: Are you envious of my mouse?
Me: Mice are stupid.
Boyfriend: I found the Lord of the Rings subreddit. It’s basically six pages of people jerking off about Éowyn. (starts singing “Shawn Michael’s Theme Song”) (looks at me) Why do you have to record everything on the internet?
Me: What makes you think I’m doing that?
Boyfriend: you’re making that stupid internet face.
[After his brother cut his hair]
That’s what? Like a high and tight? I like it. (Pause)
Kind of makes you look like Forest Gump, though.
-Me
[…and he is a runner.]
Me: There’s a three bedroom there… I dunno about the neighborhood though.
Boyfriend: Whatever you want.
Me: You have to live there too!
Boyfriend: As long as it has a toilet and a door, I’m good.
(Boyfriend and I are driving back from getting his taxes taken care of and getting fitted for his tux. We drive by a house with two huskies in the front yard)
Me: Squee! I want a huskie! They are so adorable and FLUFFY!
Boyfriend: That’s too much dog for you. They are strong. They need to run. They are sled dogs. (he looks at me quite seriously) They *need* to run.
Me: You like to run. You could run with the doggie!
Boyfriend: (Tells me a story about how his dad had a husky and it broke his collar bone and stuff)
Me: (Pensively) Well, we could get a sled and I could mush to work.
Boyfriend: I can see your prissy ass on this sled you’re going to make me build you, with a little platform for your shoes.
Me: (grumbling) I’m not that prissy.
Me: also, I got you a surprise at the store.
Boyfriend: Is it lacey?
Me: The GROCERY store!
Me: We can add “Swollen Eyelid” to the list of things I’m going to whine about today.
Boyfriend: What? If you start molting, I’ve got a priest on call.
Me: Molting? I’m not a bird.
(Boyfriend is watching me put on my make up)
Boyfriend: Is that the “smokey eye”?
Me: Yes. You’re learning.
Boyfriend: No, I just always guess that.
Me: True.
Boyfriend: It looks good. (Pause) I can’t breathe. It’s so smokey in here.
Me: I got Nutella on my boobs. Slooob.
Boyfriend: Gimme them Nutella Tits.
Me: Can that be my super hero name? Nutella Tits?