So, kitanzi and I were snuggling in bed, in preparation for going to sleep, and discussing random things that were on our mind, and the conversation turned to the phenomenon surrounding the upcoming movie Snakes on a Plane:
autographedcat: You, the best part about all this buzz is….if you’d tried to actually manufacture it…
kitanzi: You couldn’t, it’d go nowhere.
kitanzi: How much you want to bet they make a sequel and it goes nowhere.
autographedcat: Well, sure. Where do you go after “Snakes on a plane”? Snakes on a boat? Snakes on a bus?
kitanzi: Snakes in a house?
autographedcat: Snakes on a Space Shuttle?
kitanzi: Now you’re just being silly.
autographedcat: Snakes on a lunar module?
At this point, we look at each other, and in unison, shout “Snaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaakes Innnnnnnnnn Spaaaaaaaaaaaaaaace!”
I love my wife. She’s my kind of weird.
Snakes . . . ON A TRAIN! IN THE RAIN! IN SPAIN!
With Morgan Freeman as the archvillain.
The snakes with rakes spake mainly on the cake?
LOL. Yeah, that’s just about what Donna and I would come up with, too. 🙂
icon like i.
This is one of the many reasons I enjoy sleeping with you, my dear. *EG*
I so adore you both. 🙂
Of course, a conversation much like this is the reason Wolf and I got together in the first place. 🙂
You mean Vermicious Knids?