Thursday, May 15, 2008

A Moment From My Day

While on the phone with my mom this evening I had the following conversation:

Me: I have been having weird, intense cravings. Like 'if I don't eat a pear RIGHT NOW I will hurt someone or die, perhaps both'. But, I know I'm not pregnant as I highly doubt I'm the prime candidate for immaculate conception.

Her: Well, yes. I would assume God would choose someone who says 'fuck' a lot less frequently.

The best part? She whispered the word fuck. And then I posted it on the internet.


Dora said...

She sounds adorable!
Now you know if you want to be a candidate for THE immaculate conception, just stop saying fuck....OK?

Lish said...