Scene: 11:30 pm, loopey after an evening of making creme puffs. While making whipped cream, Paul (more on him later) is dissatisfied with the texture of the product.
Me: Loose?
Paul: I was gonna say gloopey
Me: Ah, so you like your women like you like your whipped cream?
Paul: Yes, gloopey.
It's the little things like that that get me laughing after a particularly not fun week of work. Thanks to those who can put a smile on my face-no matter what :-)
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