Allison calls these "snapshots". There are entire stories around each quote, but I'll only give the quote. Some involve Allison and I, others are just things we overheard, or snippets of conversations we had with people we met along the way.
-- "Frosty the Snowman is goin' down."
-- Allison shrieked out into a crowded pub: "Oh my God! He has no teeth!" And then later, trying to explain further just HOW this person had no teeth: "One entire side of his front row of teeth was gone ... It looked like an orthodontal side part." An orthodontal side part? Genius.
-- "I love getting drunk and swimming in hotel pools. Because ... well ... you can't really drown."
" 'The snow is general all over Ireland!' "
"Oh Jaysus, now she's quotin' Joyce!"
Guy: "I put my cell phone on the windowsill in the bathroom while I took a shower, and now ... for some reason ... it won't work anymore!"
Me: "For some reason? Uh ... "
Guy: "It must be witchcraft or somethin'."
"My ass is up for grabs in Turkey."
-- "Oh, I'd love to throw my leg over him."
She: "I love my Rabbit." (She was NOT referring to a pet. She was referring to another kind of rabbit, and for those of you who don't know what I'm talking about, all I can say is ... er ... shame on you?) Anyway - she proclaims to a crowded pub: "I love my Rabbit."
Bursts of laughter all around from the women.
She then says, "I think I need to get a bigger size though."
The men put their heads in their hands in embarrassment. One of them says, "Ah, yes. An insight into the female mind."
Me to Carrie: "In reality, I am quite serious and shy."
Carrie literally did a spit-take. Laughed RIGHT IN MY FACE.
Read the one below in a feisty flirt-y context, rather than a hostile context, and you'll get the tone of it.
He: "Get a map."
Me: "What did you just say to me?"
He: "I said: GET. A. MAP."
Me: "You literally do not want to get into a geography battle with me, because I assure you, even though I do not know you - that I. Will. Win."
Long pause. Then:
He: "I can tell by the look on your face that I will definitely lose this war."
-- "Oh, I'd love to throw my leg over him."
That is quite clever. Quite.
Posted by: Wutzizname at December 9, 2004 10:19 AMall the more so given the source.
Posted by: Allison at December 9, 2004 10:24 AMAllison - totally!! heh heh heh
Posted by: red at December 9, 2004 10:25 AMi love my rabbit too!
Posted by: Mr. Bingley at December 9, 2004 10:57 AMhmmm, where'd the link go? here's the url for my rabbit: http://www.ewine.ie/2.2/catalog/images/MK006005%20180%20X100.gif
Posted by: Mr. Bingley at December 9, 2004 10:58 AMRe: Hotel swimming pools.
I love Keith Moon references with my hangover and coffee. They seem so appropriate.
Posted by: Emily at December 9, 2004 11:48 AMOr the SPA, Mr Bingley?
Posted by: peteb at December 9, 2004 11:50 AMheh heh heh Birthday girl. :)
Posted by: red at December 9, 2004 11:50 AMAt least Carrie's spit-take didn't land right in your face, Sheila.
Posted by: peteb at December 9, 2004 11:53 AMpeteb:
Yes, it was lucky we were sitting across the table from one another. :)
Posted by: red at December 9, 2004 12:42 PMred and peteb: with that handy ratcheting lever action, i'm sure it will suffice for both, actually.
Posted by: Mr. Bingley at December 9, 2004 1:04 PMThe rabbit has really malformed nose!
Posted by: j swift at December 9, 2004 3:10 PMThat may be so, j swift, but it sure does the job.
Posted by: red at December 9, 2004 3:19 PM