I’m starting a new section of my blog.
Every day I have random little conversations with my boyfriend that are worthy of blogging. So I decided to start a section of my blog called “conversations between us”.
I know…what a retarded name…it tells no information. Well for those of you who currently read my blog..you know. For those of you who join in on this tard fest later on…I apologize. I’ve settled on this name.
So….
“conversations between us”: talking about useless/usefull knowledge edition
we were looking at a license plate from Ohio that read “birthplace of aviation”
him: ohio is the birthplace of aviation?
me: I guess so.
him: I thought the wright brothers flew in the carolinas.
me: I don’t know…that’s useless information. I know how to fuck some bitches up…now that’s useful.
him: It is?
me: of course.
him: Well I know how to fuck some shit up in Mortal Combat.
me: Useless.
Him: What if you were ever kidnapped and the Kidnapper was really good at mortal combat so I made a wager for your life on whether or not I could beat him.
me: riiight.
him: Then I’d be all back, back B on him. You’d live…thanks to me and my Mortal Combat skills.
The conversation stopped here because I was asstounded at his ability to be so funny and stupid at the same time. I love that boy.
