saturday conversation in zippy's world:


him: I dreamed we were trying to have sex in an ambulance. Well, I was trying to have sex but you weren't having any of it.

me: Was I comatose?

him: I don't think so.

me: Injured? bleeding? embarrassed?

him: You were just non-responsive. I kept thinking "Man, nothing's working!"

me: Was I dead?

him: I don't think so....


(and then we had good, saturday morning sex. go figure.)