Showing posts with label lyle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lyle. Show all posts

Friday, December 11, 2009

Lyle Vacation Update

Lyle's break from work continued last night. Here, was the scene before he went out for the night.

Apparently things got out of hand at the bar and he had a few too many, I took this on my phone around 3 this morning.

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Merry Christmas

So Lyle has vacation days to use up before the end of the year, you know what that means. Now that he doesn't need to wake up early he can booze with reckless abandon. Tonight was his first night of vacation, the following transpired:

Walking back from quizzo, I asked, "Do you have your keys?" Lyle answered, "Do you know how much I hate carrying things I don't need in my pockets?"

After driving him to Wawa for his post bar snack (don't worry mom I only had 2 beers in 3 hours) he continually referred to his Lunchable Pizza as if it were a real pizza by asking if he should "make me a slice" or saying he couldn't wait to "cook it" when we got home.

He claimed I didn't park close enough to the curb when we got back, the picture is evidence of how close I was.

Walking from the car to the house I said, "Would you make out with *******?" He replied, "I already have....apparently."

That's all for now kids.

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Lyle Quote Of The Week

"So I spent the entire night trying to figure out if I ever made out with the girl sitting next to me...I still don't know"

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Lyle Doesn't Say Yes/No

I don't know how much exposure you have to Lyle, but he doesn't answer questions with a yes or a no answer. Here are some recent examples:

Q: You trying to go out tonight? A: Well I haven't yet this week.
Q: Was that burger good? A: I mean, I wouldn't get it again.
Q: Do you need to get a shower before we go out? A: You can get yours first.
Q: You want to get pizza tonight? A: I had pizza yesterday for lunch.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Papa John's Sucks

So Lyle and I have a buy-one-get-one card for Papa John's so we order from there every once in a while. I'm not sure why we continue to do it since there's always an f up in their service and the pizza isn't that great, despite their better ingredients etc. This time I call in and immediately sit on hold for about 10 minutes, 9 of which Lyle was bitching. He starts off by saying that the "retards" that work there probably spit in the food, then changes his mind and says they probably drool in it. When we pull up to pick up the pizza he sighs and quickly complains about now being able to see the idiots responsible for us being on hold earlier. As I wait inside for about 10 minutes before being acknowledged, Lyle calls (from 15 feet away) and wonders if he should turn off the car because he doesn't have much gas, I say no. A few minutes later I walk out with the pizza as Lyle starts the car. We both complain about it the whole way home and probably right up until the point where we start eating. My whole point is why do we even go there? It's like Entourage, you know the acting sucks and the story line is getting weak, but you still arrange your Sunday night around being able to watch it. Just imagine the mess John Schnatter and Marky Mark could create with their powers combined. I'm sure we would all hate/love every minute of it.

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Justin Bieber

Lyle was listening to this 15 year old today. I don't know, you tell me....