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[nevercamearound.livejournal.com]

Henny tore up the carpet again.

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[spoke-thewords.livejournal.com]

Uh-huh...

[nevercamearound.livejournal.com]

How would I have done it?

[spoke-thewords.livejournal.com]

You tell me.

[nevercamearound.livejournal.com]

I think I'm going to have to stick with Henny doing it. Guess that means we should replace the berber with something else, darn. I so loved the salmon color.

[spoke-thewords.livejournal.com]

Maybe if you had taken my advice when I said to spring for the hardwood floors, you wouldn't feel the (disturbing) need to tear up the carpet and blame it on a poor, defenseless puppy.

[nevercamearound.livejournal.com]

Hardwood is expensive and the fake stuff looks just like it. We could get bamboo floors. How is that for exotic?

[spoke-thewords.livejournal.com]

(Rolls her eyes) Oh, you're so witty.

Bamboo just sounds painful. I'd take a rug burn over a bamboo shank any day.

[nevercamearound.livejournal.com]

I try.

It's not going to shank you. Or it shouldn't, if it does we have problems.

[spoke-thewords.livejournal.com]

Really? It all seems so effortless.

I can't screw the pool boy on a bamboo floor. The carpet allows spontaneous versatility.

[nevercamearound.livejournal.com]

It's because after all these years I've gotten better.

How are you screwing the pool boy? We don't even have a pool. I'm not sure whether to be ashamed or impressed.

[spoke-thewords.livejournal.com]

So practice does amount to perfection...

Our apartment complex has a pool, and a pool boy that comes along with it. It's a very exhilarating way to spend my lunch hour.

[nevercamearound.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't say I am perfect at it...

How silly of me to forget. You are aware that I have a lunch hour. It's a shame we should spend it apart. Even if you have poor pool boys to keep you company.

[spoke-thewords.livejournal.com]

I don't think you need to, I already said it. It was painfully sarcastic...but spoken all the same.

I might be able to occasionally fit you in, but my lunch hours are on pretty high demand. Did I mention I pencil the landlord in every other Thursday?

[spoke-thewords.livejournal.com]

Uh-huh...

[nevercamearound.livejournal.com]

How would I have done it?

[spoke-thewords.livejournal.com]

You tell me.

[nevercamearound.livejournal.com]

I think I'm going to have to stick with Henny doing it. Guess that means we should replace the berber with something else, darn. I so loved the salmon color.

[spoke-thewords.livejournal.com]

Maybe if you had taken my advice when I said to spring for the hardwood floors, you wouldn't feel the (disturbing) need to tear up the carpet and blame it on a poor, defenseless puppy.

[nevercamearound.livejournal.com]

Hardwood is expensive and the fake stuff looks just like it. We could get bamboo floors. How is that for exotic?

[spoke-thewords.livejournal.com]

(Rolls her eyes) Oh, you're so witty.

Bamboo just sounds painful. I'd take a rug burn over a bamboo shank any day.

[nevercamearound.livejournal.com]

I try.

It's not going to shank you. Or it shouldn't, if it does we have problems.

[spoke-thewords.livejournal.com]

Really? It all seems so effortless.

I can't screw the pool boy on a bamboo floor. The carpet allows spontaneous versatility.

[nevercamearound.livejournal.com]

It's because after all these years I've gotten better.

How are you screwing the pool boy? We don't even have a pool. I'm not sure whether to be ashamed or impressed.

[spoke-thewords.livejournal.com]

So practice does amount to perfection...

Our apartment complex has a pool, and a pool boy that comes along with it. It's a very exhilarating way to spend my lunch hour.

[nevercamearound.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't say I am perfect at it...

How silly of me to forget. You are aware that I have a lunch hour. It's a shame we should spend it apart. Even if you have poor pool boys to keep you company.