Today's contributors are: Ann, Sara, Tabitha, Frank, Billy and Scott.
Subject: My Boys
“What are you watching?”
“My Boys.”
“Never heard of it.”
“It's TBS' first comedy sitcom. It's pretty good. The main character's a female sports writer for the Cubs, and she hangs out with her older brother and four male friends.”
“It's new?”
“Actually this is the season finale. It premiered last year, and then they finished the season off just recently with 8 episodes. The second season is in 2008 I think.”
“Ahh. Well maybe I'll watch it one day. You have the dvd?”
“Not yet. The season just ended like I said. I'll buy it though. You can actually watch all the episodes online, although I never really care for that method of watching tv.”
Ann watches for a moment. “Do you really like it or do you just think the girl's hot?”
“Both. I wouldn't watch just for a hot girl, there are plenty of places to look at pretty girls without sitting down to watch a bad tv show for 30 minutes.”
“Oh, I know. I remember the last time I used your computer when mine was broken.”
“Art! That was art!”
Scott wanders out from his room and glances at the screen. “Ooo, pretty girl. We allowed to watch porn in the living room now?”
“No!”
“It's My Boys! It's a good show!”
“Yipes! You two certainly are defensive today. There is nothing wrong with a little porn between friends.”
“You have some strange thoughts about friendship Scott.”
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2 comments:
i lived in a house with 6 guys once and I swear to god they ALL subscribed to EVERY porn magazine known to man (or woman!). Not that I have anything against porn, but they would just have stacks of it on top of the toilet, in the kitchen, by the door, EVERYWHERE. the toilet thing really puzzled me because it's like, when you're in there to do your business, getting all hot and bothered by looking at a porn mag is only going to lead to a very messy toilet using experience. plus they would leave it open to these face-reddening (I'm easily embarassed lol) super graphic spreads like propped up by the sink/cabinet, and I would stumble in there in the morning to get ready for school and brush my teeth and suddenly be hit with that smack dab first thing in the morning. it's like, friends, do you really need to see that while you're flossing or can't we keep it in the bedroom?
ahhh, memories. :P
Gee michaelpanda, that sounds just downright delightful.
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