Irene: Last night I had a dream about Dave Grohl.
Patrick: Really.
Irene: I was going to have his baby. He took me around and introduced me to his band and showed me his studio. You were mad but said I could stay with you but I said no, he's going to marry me, even though he's already married.
Patrick: Damn.
Irene: Then the next day I saw him with some other woman, saying all the same things.
Patrick: What a dick.
Irene: Yeah.
Later...
Irene: But don't worry, I didn't dream about the part where I actually GOT pregnant.
Patrick: Well, sure, he's like Jesus. Immaculate conception.
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