Adam's Lack of Self-Preservation Instinct, Episode 827

[slipjig3]

Last night, as we were trying to drift off to sleep:

Me: Um...
Anna: [raises head slightly]
Me: ....nnnnnno.
Anna: [sleepily] What?
Me: Nothing.
Anna: What?
Me: No. You'll hit me.
Anna: [half-asleep, but still menacing as hell] What.
Me: Well, I was thinking about doing a Superman fanfic.
Anna: Uh-huh...
Me: Nothing slash or anything. It's gonna be a sequel to Superman II, which is the only decent one, anyway.
Anna: Okay....
Me: In the story, after the three bad guys get dropped into the ice, their leader somehow survives, and makes his way to the African desert, where he gathers an army on horseback to be his minions.
Anna: [braces self]
Me: Yeah. It'll be called, "The 1,001 Knights of Sahara Zod."
Anna: [pauses, then rolls to face the wall] Go away.
Me: I love you.
Anna: Go. Away.
Me: But...I want to sleep here...
Anna: I don't know you.

Comments

[merowme.livejournal.com]

Are you sure that you and kyril don't share the same brain. Because you guys come up with the same kinds of stupid shit and that same supid kinds of puns. I agree with Anna.

[kyril.livejournal.com]

Hey! I resemble that!

But at least I don't wake you up in the middle of the night to pun at you.

[merowme.livejournal.com]

No just mumble work stuff and code at me.

[slipjig.livejournal.com]

*blink* Did you explain to him that he's supposed to leave that stuff at the office?

[merowme.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah, and I especially get mad at him when I'm telling him something late at night and he replies that I need to change some table or code or run something. That usually gets him a smack. I think he dreams in code.