S-Unit and I had spent most of Friday outdoors and decided to spend some of Saturday indoors – catching up on Oprah. During our Friday adventures, I had to work a bit, so I was researching the results of my work and shared a news story with S-Unit. “Look at that,” I said to S-Unit with pride, “She used the last line verbatim.” “Uh huh,” S-Unit smuggly responded. “I gave you ‘manner.'” S-Unit did, in fact, give me manner. I was toying with ‘way,’ she gave me ‘manner,’ and the reporter used the entire sentence.
As we were watching Oprah, a comment was made to one of the guests. S-Unit replied, to the television, in unison with the guest. She then took a sip of coffee, paused the show, looked at me and said, “My words, again.” This comment reminded me of the time I was at the drive-in with Little Man, The Leaver and QuQueen. One of the characters said, “It’s not my first rodeo,” and The Leaver got extremely excited, “That’s my line! I can’t believe it. How did they know I said that? I made that up!”
After several episodes, we headed to the paint and hardware stores for supplies – we had a renovation to complete. S-Unit hasn’t liked her bathroom since she bought her home. In assessing the situation, I informed her, “All you need is a little caulk.” She giggled and agreed. A bit of spackle, a lot of caulk, and a few coats of paint later, S-Unit had a whole new bathroom.
When we met up with Manila Gorilla for drinks, S-Unit excitedly told him about our project and he gave her some sound advice, “Never use caulk that has been on the bathroom floor, that’s just dirty.” I told them about the time Q was helping me with a project at my house and made this comment, “I’ve never seen someone use so much caulk.” I told her to watch her mouth. In thanks for her help, I bought her a travel size caulk, “for those times when you just need a little caulk.” “You know what I say about size,” Manila Gorilla interjected, “It’s not the size of the ship, it’s how big your dick is.”
As we were driving home, S-Unit made a comment and then turned it into a song, completely mixing up the words and meaning, “Life is all about songs. Like that cab driver, ‘stopping at nothing at all.'” “I believe it is ‘making love out of nothing at all,'” I added. “Well, you know what I mean,” S-Unit replied. “Words don’t always matter. Except ‘manner.’ That’s my word.” I laughed and she quipped, “That is my word. No, really, it is.”
