On Love...
It's been a hell of a week and honestly, I would not make it through without friends like Jules and Blue rallying behind me - like they've always done over the better part of a decade. (What? Already? Damn time flies)
In any case... it just so happened that Blue and I were up to our old antics - discovering the mysteries of the Universe and all of Life's secrets on an epic Whatsapp chat session (as usual). We decided to do one of our opposing blog posts and wanted to run through some ideas. And as usual, the banter took on a life of it's own. We decided to give everyone a sneak peak into what goes on behind the scenes in the lives of Blue and Az... mind you, there is a whole lot of 😂 going on:
Blue: Where is your blog????
Az: Sorry. Just changed it. Looking for congruency.
Blue: I understand.
Az: I miss you. And your sarcasm. So I'm making a concerted effort at a comeback.
Blue: Well, I've got plenty left, I assure you.
Az: Thank God for that.
Blue: Plenty. I LOVE sarcasm.
Az: LOL, I'll be sure to read everything I missed. I did a bit of work. Does it remind you of Bora Bora?
Blue: I saw that. There's a comeback looming! Plus you introduced me to Bora. I just stole it from you. Nothing but good intentions, obviously.
Az: LOL. This is the dream right there.
Blue: That's the one. Get yourself an avatar and I'll put you in that picture on the count of one.
Blue: I'll tell you what... We need to write a sarcastic post together. You pick a topic. Love? Ouch. Doesn't have to be now. Just say when.
Az: Yes, I'm up for that. Whatever topic is fine by me. OK think of a topic and let me know... Love? Life? Or star signs.
Blue: Whichever's the most painful.
Az: Hahaha!
Blue: Good one huh?
Az: Think I'm going to write about all three.
Blue: You're on a roll.
Az: Slap some butter on me and put me on the grill.
Blue: Hahaha! I wouldn't dare. I might not make it to heaven after all... Love is... (insert sarcastic comment right here).
Az: I'm already in (emo) hell so I'll take care of it hahaha!
Blue: Damn, Az.
Az: Ok, let's go for it.
Blue: Hell is... (insert sarcastic comment rrrright here).
Az: Life. Hell is life. Period. 😂
Blue: 😂 The end.
Az: That's all folks.
Blue: It wasn't fun while it lasted!
Az: See ya, don't want to be ya.
Blue: Damn.
Az: 😂 Ok, so settled... first installment is... "Love is...".
Blue: So what is love? Love is...
Az: ....waiting for them to screw you over when you've given them your last piece of candy.
Blue: Ah, we're talking candy now. Well, let's see.... Love is like a box of chocolate. Too much of it will make you fat and pregnant hahaha!
Az: 😂😂😂
Love is like roses.
Roses are red.
Violets are red.
Bushes are red.
Trees are red.
I set your house on fire.
(A Sonnet)
Blue: Hahahahahaha! I'm almost pissing my pants. Almost.
Az: 😂😂😂
Blue: Wait a minute... Let me check. Yeah... almost hahaha!
Az: Hahaha! It's OK, I'll get you next time.
Blue: Finish this one for me: Love is a mystery.
Az: Love is a mystery. Love is a crime. On some street corners love is only a dime.
Blue: Hahaha! What are you drinking?
Az: It's the creative juices flowing spiked with some ginger for my throat.
Blue: I'm drinking ginger tea as I type this. I kid you not.
Az: Wow. Great minds, R. Great minds...
Blue: It's a fact.
Az: I had a squeeze of lemon in there too, come to think of it.
Blue: My mind is a lemon. Sour as heck. Hahaha!
Az: 😂 As long as it's not your heart.
Blue: Not yet!
Az: Great stuff!! I'm off to bed. Have an early morning. I hate working on Sundays.
Blue: I hate working... period.
Az: God, tell me about it.
Blue: Lazy-ass millennial snowflakes. Don't need God to tell you that!! Love is when you think you're special but the other person is blind.
Az: Love is when you want attention and the other person ignores you.
Blue: Ouch!
Az: I'm teaching the worst demographic known to man: 12 to 14 year olds.
Blue: That IS the worst demographic.
Az: Lord. They are either babies or know-it-alls. Drain the life out of me.
Blue: Love is when the train has left the station and you're not on it!
Az: Love is that one olive short of a martini.
Blue: Love is....
Az: ....never having to work again.
Blue: No, that's porn.
Az: Hahahahahaha!
Blue: Love is not...
Az: ....working on a Sunday morning.
Blue: It sure isn't. I'd call that true love.
Az: 😂😂😂
Blue: Love is not...
Az: ...using the other person.
Blue: Well-
Az: ... unless they specifically ask for it!
Blue: Exactly hahaha! When love comes your way...
Az: ...make sure it's not indigestion.
Blue: Hahaha I'm officially pissing my pants. You are a dark shade of blue.
Az: That's the best thing you've ever said to me.
Blue: Don't remind me of the worst thing I've ever said to you!
Az: I won't. Because I can't remember myself hahaha!
Blue: Hahaha let's keep it that way. When love asks you for directions...
Az: ... you point them to the stars... They might not get there, but at least they'll get the hell out of your way.
Blue: Hahaha you are the best, do you know that?
Az: Second best thing you've ever said to me.
Blue: Well, don't make me blush now. Weren't you off to your bed?
Az: Yes, going now...
Blue: Sleep tight and kick them in the nuts!
Az: You too. Signing off, Captain. Chat tomorrow.
Sidenote: Love is having good friends show up when it matters most 💖
Number one!
ReplyDeleteRight on!
DeleteYou two are priceless. I’m glowing with affection. Keep this up! The best double act ever!
ReplyDeleteLove is a chemical - once infected dilute with margarita.
Let us never forget our blogger roots here in this sacred space :)
DeleteAz, don't you love it when Jules Dear is glowing with affection? She can light up the entire northern hemisphere.
DeleteLove is indeed true friends reaching from afar :)
ReplyDeleteI love that throughout the years we all managed to stay in touch.
DeleteI love it more. Yes, I do.
DeleteThat was hilarious.
ReplyDeleteLove is knowing what the other person needs before they do and giving it to them before they ask.
I couldn't have said it better myself Mary :)
DeleteGeez, those 12-14 year olds really must bring out the firebug in you and make you see red. Burning houses down and kicking em in the nuts.
ReplyDeleteSo love would be tingly nuts and a burnt down house but the other person is still standing there beside you, ashes and tingleness be damned?
Hahahaha Pat. In a nutshell - pardon the pun - yeah I suppose Love is all flames and ashes and numb nuts. That's what it certainly feels like!
DeleteLove is.... exhausting! No one ever talks about that do they?
haha that it does.
DeleteYeah, no one tells you it is exhausting. Way more than 5 mins of exhaustion lol
Way more? Is there something we don't know yet haha!
DeleteYou two really have tons of free time!
ReplyDeleteAlways 5 minutes to spare, Dezzman!
DeleteTo be honest Dezmond - these conversations happen very quickly - the banter flows in the span of an hour. Sometimes less. It's my only real talent lol!
DeleteYou tell him, Az. We are, in fact, very busy people...
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