Way back at the end of April, I created this post out of a conversation I had with my brother (if you haven’t read it yet, do. Otherwise what follows will make absolutely no sense, instead of okay-I-get-it-but-you-must’ve-been-dropped-on-your-head-as-a-baby sense). I know you’re all hanging onto the edge of your seats (and hold tight, as it’s a long drop) to know how the conversation ended. And because I love nothing more than pandering to others to get attention, here you go:
Jay: Anyway, no.
What amazing trade show is happening in Las Vegas that you’ve probably never heard of?
Carolynn: Uh… “The AMAZING Trade Show That Carolynn Has Never Heard Of!”
Jay: I’m sure the internet would tell you if you asked.
But I’ll give you a hint first.
Carolynn: Hmm…. National… Arborist… Bacchanalia…
|Ah, that was a good year.|
Jay: I do like arborists, but they don’t get me this excited.
Carolynn: National… American… Brainwashing…
|On a positive note, drool makes a great skin softener.|
Jay: Nope…another great organization, but not it.
Carolynn: National… Apple… Bath time…
Apples don’t take baths silly…
Carolynn: They do if they’re getting ready for bob-for-apples.
|“Mr. Smith? The iLights are still on on your iCar. Can I use your iKey to turn them off?”|
Jay: That’s apples, not Apples.
This association is related to my job.
I keep thinking of joining.
Carolynn: National… Association… of BOOYA!!
|You only wish you were this cool.|