He's Like a Viking

I keep coughing like a barking seal and telling myself that I am *not* getting sick. By God! *shakes fist at sky while camera pans upwards in a spiraling motion*

I had another night at Angie's where Dewayne made me laugh so hard I was wheezing but cannot fully relay to you the hilarity of the moment, because you just have to *be there*. Except, this time I'm going to try, and see how it goes. First, you need to know that Dewayne resembles a friendly viking. So, everything he does is big, and loud.

Last night, Angie kept asking him where he got something, and he turned on her and pretended to beat his fists into her pregnant stomach while shouting "I've told you not to question me, woman!" (completed by Angie looking at him like "Whatever")

Then he made fun of Ghosthunters. (I know maybe it's not REAL. I don't care! Nip/Tuck isn't real, yet I still love watching *that* show.)

Ghosthunter: Whoa! Did you see that shadow?!
Dewayne: Maybe you DID, but we DID NOT!
Me: Shut up.
Dewayne: *leaps off of couch, pointing to corner of room* Oh SHIT did you see that?!

Now, okay that's funny. But then the rest of the night, randomly as you're having a conversation, the man will swing around out of nowhere and scream "Oh my GOD, did you see that?!!"

Makes me laugh Every. Single. Time.

So, we were in the kitchen later, being rowdy, and I said something to the effect that I'd hate to have him as a ghost, because he'd annoy the shit out of me. So, I turn around to pour a glass of tea, and then he comes up behind me, and right in my ear he hisses:

Boo, beetch!

If you aren't laughing, it's cause I'm sick and I don't feel good and my blog is just lame today. You just come with me next time.