overheard*: “... and then you can onsie – twosie to your heart’s content.”

Evildeb: I rather like the idea of onsie – twosieying to my heart’s content

Jodi: Depends… what does it mean?

Evildeb: I have no idea.

Jodi: *experiments with a onsie – twosie dance*

Evildeb: is that what it means?

Jodi: No, I was just trying it out. I think I will onsie – twosie myself on out the door to run errands.

Evildeb: Are you going to buy some onsies?

Jodi: Hey… maybe it’s Potty Functions.

Evildeb: in which case everyone should be able to onsie – twosie to their hearts content. Hopefully.

Jodi: I kinda need to onsie right now.

Evildeb: Great… thanks for sharing.

As I was writing this, the monkee started talking babytalk on the phone, and I felt a level of horror that had previously not been felt since I was five years old and my dad took me on the Haunted Mansion ride at Disneyland. And then, I bomitted.

*for those who don’t know, if it appears in quotes and italics at the top of the post, it’s usually the monkee we are overhearing.