How to Cheer Up a Woman
Taken from text messages sent to Heather Whited at work:
Joe: You sounded so sad and tired when I called.
Heather:Just stuff going on
Joe: I want you to be happy.
Heather:Don’t worry about it.
Joe:I drew a picture of you eating a hot dog!
Heather:Right.
Joe: I did!
Heather: Why?
Joe: To cheer you up.
Heather: !
Joe:I don’t like to think of you sad.
Joe:You love hotdogs.
Joe:I knew you would be happy if you were eating one.
Joe:So I drew you eating a hot dog.
Heather:I dont have hot dog.
Joe:I know
Joe:I wanted to see you happy.
Joe:If you were here and had a hot dog you would be happy
Joe:And I would be happy watching you be happy
Joe:Next best thing is to look at a picture of you being happy.
Heather: Why not draw me happy without hot dog?
Joe:It seems more real with a hot dog.
Heather: LOL
Joe: In my drawing you were so happy you fell to your knees
Heather:eating hot dog
Joe: Eating hot dog on your knees!
Heather:dork.
Joe: I figured you wouldn’t want a bun.
Joe: And there wasn’t enough room on page for whole hot dog.
Joe: It is coming in off the edge of the paper
Heather:dork.
Joe: You look so happy eating the hot dog.
Heather:thanks
Joe:Don’t mention it
Just so you know, I think you’re a loveable dork too. You have a way of making people, and stupid-looking cats, feel better. Happy, even.
Cute & clever!
Jeez, get a room.
Admiral: Aw, Poops! Thanks!
l>t: Heather often tells me to “stop trying to be cute”. It is hard to pull off when you look like me and weigh 220lbs.
Dr. M:I have a few. Is there one in particular you are interested in? I am in the family room right now.
you’re a very silly man safet.
i’m sure glad your wife appreciates just how lucky she is…
shoopska:Yes, but I’m a filthy liar. I never really drew the picture. Well…I drew it in my head. But in reality I lied like a bastard to my poor wife.
Eating a hotdog….and you lied….LOL
You have been noticed at my 200th post party!!!
Have a great day!!!
harrumph ~ shall we get all Freudian here, eh? Mr T? First blogging en la suit de skin, then going on about eating bunless hotdogs ~ methinks me notice a perv moment or two ~ lol,lol
Lori: Well now, I’ll have to go take a look!
RedHead:Would it surprise you to know that I abhor being on the receiving end of fellatio? Just not my thing. I’m just saying that Heather really loves hotdogs!
I was going to request that you put up the drawing, as it was abit suspicious to post words like this without an image.
Now I wonder no longer. I still think you should draw it and post it though. Or maybe I will draw it, using the resource material supplied. Damn, if only I had a scanner. I guess I could draw it in my mind like you did, and then I could get my monkey tailed lover to draw it instead.
That way I could just lie here in bed, en suite de la skin as they say, rambling forever into your comment box ears.
You really know how to talk to women, SafeT. This is going to be my new pick-up line. “I saw you on the other side of the room, and I thought you’d like this picture I drew.”
I did tat one night, I printed 50 copies of a comic i did about a monkey dreaming about pussy on the beach, and I just gave them away to the fifty most beautiful women I could find. It didn’t work. Ace is still mad to this day that she didn’t get one. I always say
“I’ll give you one later…”
Oh what a lie.
i am trying to think clean. Is this post PG or R?
jagd:Ramble as long as you’d like. I’ll eventually doodle the result.
Arth:Let me know how that works out. Didn’t get me anywhere with Heather.
Jagd (pt2):I would like to see the cartoon! Sounds like Crumb.
facetaylor:yes, yes, a lie. I admit it!
rhsp:It is what you make of it.
I put it on a blog called ‘the Beach.’ just follow my name-link.
Beautiful! Just beautiful, Jagd! I love the monkey.
This is funny…
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