Conversations Through the Fog

As the lortab fog settled in around me this morning, I caught bits of the following conversation. Perhaps my drug induced state made it funnier to me that it really was.


KT: *ring*, *ring*

C: "Hello."

KT: "Hi, Dad."

C: "How are you?"

KT: "How you doing? Whatcha up to?"

KT: "I'm okay."

C: "Good. I hear you have no pants on."

KT: "Yup."

C: "How come?"

KT: "Because."

C: "Because, why?"

KT: "I peed."

C: "Oh, really. Was it a good pee?"

KT: "Yup. Talk to you later. Bye."



Don't worry -- Dad was on parenting duty today to allow me to enjoy the lortab. They were sitting here playing with the old cell phones.