Sweet Dub: I love you so much, I wish there were three of you.Why, indeed.
Mama B: What would you do with three of me?
Sweet Dub [clearly he has a plan]: One would stay home and take care of the kids. One would have a high-powered job to keep me in the style to which I have become accustomed. And one would be devoted solely to me.
Mama B: I see where you’re going with this. So that last one wouldn’t have to do all that much except work out, take care of your…bedroom needs, and go shopping?
Sweet Dub: Shopping?! Shopping for what?
Mama B [thinking "arm candy"]: Lingerie, and clothes—
Sweet Dub: Why would she need clothes?
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
The Dangers of Cloning
If you were a fly on the wall, yesterday evening you would have seen Sweet Dub embrace me in the kitchen, after which the following exchange took place: