While planning my trip to Florida for the end of August, Larry for some unknown reason keeps telling me what the temperature is. As if he believes this will entice me. Really it is deterring me from going. I don't like super hot weather.
Larry: "Wow it's 103 degree's here today!"
Sarah: "That's hot enought to melt your bones. It better not be that hot when I come down in August! If it's so hot my bones melt when I come down there I'm going to punch you in the face with my melted bones."
Larry: ::chucking:: "I don't think it will hurt that much."
Sarah: "Agreed, it might be more like a melted slap"
Larry: "I'll just bring you inside where it's cool, then when your bones harden up again, I'll kiss you and make you melt all over again."
To sum up: We're super gay :)