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...when you're drunk, stoned, or really, really sick.
Recent conversation:
My brother: "Hey, man, I finally named that knife you gave me."
Me: "Oh? What'd you name it?"
Bro: "Ok, check this out..."
Me: "Oh, hell."
Bro: "Nah, nah, nah. Ok..."
He pulls the knife out, and holds it up.
Bro: "This is my 'little easter bunny dipped in marshmallow fluff."
Me: "What! What kind of a name is that for a knife?"
Bro: "I was stoned, man. It's named now, it has to stick."
Me: "You know, you're never getting another knife from me now. There's no way you're going to live this one down, either."
His 'little easter bunny dipped in marshmallow fluff' is a S&W SWAT (full-size, PE, all-black).
Recent conversation:
My brother: "Hey, man, I finally named that knife you gave me."
Me: "Oh? What'd you name it?"
Bro: "Ok, check this out..."
Me: "Oh, hell."
Bro: "Nah, nah, nah. Ok..."
He pulls the knife out, and holds it up.
Bro: "This is my 'little easter bunny dipped in marshmallow fluff."
Me: "What! What kind of a name is that for a knife?"
Bro: "I was stoned, man. It's named now, it has to stick."
Me: "You know, you're never getting another knife from me now. There's no way you're going to live this one down, either."
His 'little easter bunny dipped in marshmallow fluff' is a S&W SWAT (full-size, PE, all-black).
