I was chattin’ with my sweepeamofo, Dave, today.
Dave: Okay, I’m educating a friend on “peaches”, “plums”, and “alfalfa”, the three different kinds of kisses.
Dave: (Pay attention to your lips when you say those words.)
Irk: wha?
Dave: (your lips and your tongue, that is.)
Irk: ooooohhhhhh
Irk: *shiver*
Dave: Heh.
Dave: Alfalfa.
Irk: have you blogged that? you totally need to, so i can link it.
Dave: I haven’t blogged it. You’re free to. I didn’t make it up.
Irk: see, i’m gonna be walking around muttering “alfalfa. alfalfa. alfalfa.”
Irk: where’d you get it from?
Dave: I don’t even remember. This was back in college, maybe.
Irk: hmmmm… no luck Googling so far
Dave: You learned something new today!
Irk: dude, i totally love that
Irk: *snerk*
Dave: Okay, I need to go to the grocery store.
Dave: Peaches!
Irk: i remember, my last blogger/first MT post was about you eating peaches
Dave: Oh my!
Irk: it was dirty!
Dave: And we’ve come full circle!
Anybody know what book this might have come from? I’m so totally fascinated by this and I have indeed been walking around mouthing “peaches,” “plums,” and “alfalfa.”
Plums. *rowr*
