Sunday Lunch with Mike

So...since there is little else to do on a rainy day, we went out to lunch. Here are some excerpts of our conversations:

SCENE: In the car, on the way to the restaurant.

Me: Oh, Mike, have you registered to vote yet? If you haven't, you won't be able to vote in the upcoming election.

Mike: So?

Me: Fine. If the BNP takes over Witham, you're the one who's gonna have to hide me in a closet.

Mike: At least the Nazis can put on a decent parade.
(NB: Mike was not well-impressed with last year's Witham Carnival Parade)

Me: You are going straight to hell.

SCENE: At the restaurant

Me: You know, if we ever won the lottery, I'd totally have some pet chipmunks living in the aviary/glasshouse.

Mike: You mean "Chipmonastery."

SCENE: Duran Duran's "Save a Prayer" plays in the background

Mike and I exchange a look.

Me: You know...I've never actually listened to these lyrics before.

Mike: Me either.

Me: I wonder if anyone's ever actually used that line before.

Mike (giving me his best sexy look): Hey, baby, some people call it a one night stand, but we can call it paradise.

Me: How's that working for you?

Mike [sighing wistfully]: They just don't write lyrics like that anymore....

Me: I wonder why not.

Mike: Because boys just aren't pretty enough nowadays for lines like that.