Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Love Story

Lalo: Zoey, your breath smells like dead fish! *smooch*

Zoey: Oh Lalo! I didn't realize you cared! *grab*

Lalo: (Oh man...mom owes me big time for this...)

Zoey: Stop muttering and let me love you!!

Lalo: Um, just hold on a sec!

Zoey: (muffled) dude, I can't breath!!

Lalo: Did I leave the oven on?

Zoey: ca...n't....breath....

Zoey: DO NOT WANT! Dude, what are you trying to do, kill me?!

Lalo: Maybe...

Zoey: What?!

Lalo: I said, no, of course not!

Zoey: Oh I see how it is! *sniffle*

Lalo: !!! Dude, I was just kidding, don't cry...

Zoey: Leave me alone!

Lalo: Okay, look Zoey, I'll show you something funny, ok?

Zoey: I guess...

Lalo: I'm Elvis! Get it? I have side burns!

Zoey: !!!!!!

Lalo: I'm a hunk'o burnin' love, baby! Yeah!

Lalo: Well...at least she's not sniveling anymore...

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