I often try to explain to people before they see J and I together that we have a weird sense of humor with each other. Here is a fine example of a quote.
Me lighting his cigarette.
Him: Trying to set me on fire.
My response: Nah, there's no insurance policy involved.
Him: That's an appropriate response.
This is how our sense of humor works. All... of... the.... time. He is the bitch, I am the asshole.
One day Brooke asked him if he would cook her something. He said yes.
She pats his shoulder and says, "That's a good bitch"
So he walked up to Tabby, another friend of ours and said, "You are the finder of lost things right?"
She respon