OK I’m going to link to Dooce – be prepared. It can’t be helped. There is a good reason for it, besides the fact that she is tall and beautiful and funny and successful and she’s got a cool dog which is saying something since I don’t like dogs. Here we go… brace yourselves…
So, I was reading Dooce just now and I was laughing, like I always do. Because, well, she’s funny. TW said, who are you laughing at and I was slow to respond because I was still reading and laughing and as I said "Dooce," TW said "I should have known, because that was your Dooce laugh. And, when I hear your Dooce laugh, it makes me a little bit jealous." Heh.
I have a Dooce laugh which is not the same as my Big Yellow House Laugh Notes From the Trenches. Who knew? And, who knew it made her jealous? Women are weird.
Awww TW, i’d be jealous too.
Used my lube!
thanks.
OMG Jess, you used your lube? Hehe, was it fun? I need details! 🙂
I love Dooce’s dog. They could make a ton of money cloning Chuck.
Funny, the few times I felt twinges of jealousy in my last relationship was when a woman OTHER than me made my partner laugh. That was my domain. 😉