Rick called me today... and either he was in a wind tunnel or under the ocean... or maybe up on a mountain top. Either way, the reception wasn't quite what I would've liked.
He simply said, "What do you want for dinner tonight?"
But I heard, "garble, zizizi elelel WANT FROM JAREDS?"
I was pretty sure he wasn't buying me any chocolate diamonds, but you never know...
I said, "W H A T ????"
He said, "@@@@@ DILLER ***** ????"
I said, "Rick, I can't hear you when you're up in that tree."
I then heard him say, "OK... ky ky ky ky ... COMING HOME SPOON?"
"Rick? I'm having trouble hearing you."
"OK... WANNA GO TO A MOVIE?"
Well, that came in loud and clear... however, just in case he had asked me if I wanted to move again, I said yes. I want to keep my options open.
"garble garble garble.... DANCE?"
"Rick, I can't hear you!!!!"
"OK, then. I said I need to go to Walgreens tonight. What time will you be home?"
"Well, I heard that... but I haven't heard much else!!"
"No problem! So... pipi npipin pipi... what time will you be happy? Because I need to go to Walgreens. Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle... *$*$*$ hihihi spppsppp"
"Can. You. Hear. Me?"
"Yes. You said you can't hear me."
"So what time are you going to be home? I need to pick up dinner, go to Walgreens and eat a Christmas tree."
Yep, I sure that's what he said...
And just in case he did... I'm having him skip his next Metamucil dose...