After Mike finished his tattoos this evening, I had to tell him all about the little girl who wanted to get tattooed. This is, more or less, the conversation that followed -
Mike - "That last girl decided to name her Jesus fish after me"(I'm not sure what the proper term for it is - the customers always call it the Jesus fish).
Me - "Well, it's appropriate. You did play Jesus at the Boat Parade last year."
Mike - "Yeah. It's still weird, though."
Me - "Girls are weird."
Mike - "Tell me about it."
Me - "Vince and I were talking about girls who name their boyfriend's penises the other day. I never got that."
Mike - "Me neither. None of my girlfriends ever did that. I guess as long as she didn't give it a name like "Sprinkles", it would be okay. Even if she did that, I could live with it...if she gave it C.P.R. afterwards."
Me - ""Sprinkles". Hey, she could call it something like "Mr. Giggles"."
Mike - ""Mr. Giggles" is a clown name. If she called it that, I'd tell her to get the fuck out of my house."
Me - "Yeah...but I'd say that "Sprinkles" is a clown name, too."
Mike - "It's not as bad, though. I'd be fine with something like "Spanky"."
Me - "Very imaginitive. I'd figure you'd come up with something like "Thor" or "Apollo" or something like that."
Mike - "Yeah, but all those Greek guys had tiny wieners."
Me - "Dude, they were having sex all the time, though. Of couse, half the time, it was with other dudes...And Thor is Norse."
Mike - "If I were going to name my wiener, I'd call it "Prometheus". I was reading about him, and he stole fire from the gods."
Me - ""Prometheus" is an excellent penis name. I'm just not sure you want anything to do with fire being so closely related to your genitalia."
You know, it's amazing just how strange our conversations get when it's slow.
Mike - "That last girl decided to name her Jesus fish after me"(I'm not sure what the proper term for it is - the customers always call it the Jesus fish).
Me - "Well, it's appropriate. You did play Jesus at the Boat Parade last year."
Mike - "Yeah. It's still weird, though."
Me - "Girls are weird."
Mike - "Tell me about it."
Me - "Vince and I were talking about girls who name their boyfriend's penises the other day. I never got that."
Mike - "Me neither. None of my girlfriends ever did that. I guess as long as she didn't give it a name like "Sprinkles", it would be okay. Even if she did that, I could live with it...if she gave it C.P.R. afterwards."
Me - ""Sprinkles". Hey, she could call it something like "Mr. Giggles"."
Mike - ""Mr. Giggles" is a clown name. If she called it that, I'd tell her to get the fuck out of my house."
Me - "Yeah...but I'd say that "Sprinkles" is a clown name, too."
Mike - "It's not as bad, though. I'd be fine with something like "Spanky"."
Me - "Very imaginitive. I'd figure you'd come up with something like "Thor" or "Apollo" or something like that."
Mike - "Yeah, but all those Greek guys had tiny wieners."
Me - "Dude, they were having sex all the time, though. Of couse, half the time, it was with other dudes...And Thor is Norse."
Mike - "If I were going to name my wiener, I'd call it "Prometheus". I was reading about him, and he stole fire from the gods."
Me - ""Prometheus" is an excellent penis name. I'm just not sure you want anything to do with fire being so closely related to your genitalia."
You know, it's amazing just how strange our conversations get when it's slow.
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