Ass me no questions, I’ll tell you no lies

Warning . . . kinda gross blog . . .

Urban (crawling into bed): You asleep?
H (having been in bed for an hour or so): Bwomp!
Urban: Is that a yes?
H: Bwomp!!!
Urban: Cat got your tongue?
H: Bwomp!!!
Urban: Or should I say, ass got your tongue?
H: Bwomp!!!
Urban: Is this like your version of blink once for yes, twice for no?
H: Bwomp!!
Urban (laughing hard): Okay, I’m impressed. You can stop now.
H: Bwomp!!
Urban (laughing even harder each time from this point forward – I could barely speak by the end): Oh come on! How long can you possibly keep this up?
H: Bwomp!
Urban: Okay, this is pretty sick.
H: Bwomp!
Urban: You cannot keep going.
H: bwomp
Urban: Stop!
H: bwomp
Urban: Sick!
H: bwomp
Urban: Well this is probably the most meaningful conversation we’ve had in a long time.
H: bwomp
Urban: What in the hell did you eat?
H: Mexican food!
Urban: It was faux Mexican food.
H: That’s probably why they don’t smell!