why my roommate is the shit.

not just cam, but also his mom. why? because she came and picked me up at work today, to take me home (cos i'm poor and sick), and on the drive home, the following conversation ensued between her and cam. this is really a touching example of mother-son dialogue, i think. keep in mind this is all being said in jest. but it's all true. hence, my roommate and his mom are some of my favourite people, because really nothing is off-limits in terms of humour for them. (this might not be exactly right-on, but i remembered the good bits.)

paddy says something that cam gets jokingly mad at.

cam: "i hate you!"
paddy: "i hate you!"
cam: "i hate you more!"
paddy: "i hate YOU more!"
c: "i hate you so much more than you hate me."
p: "i hate you more than that."
c: "i hate you so much more, it's like you love me."

cam is on a roll.

c: "i hate you times 1000 plus infinity minus 6 but PLUS 7!"
p: "infinity is a concept!"
c: "you're a concept!"
p: "you were an accident!"

SNAP!

c: "yeah, well YOU slept with my father! TWO TIMES, in a three-year period!"
p: "yeah, well, i had a drinking problem."
c: "and that's why i have fetal alcohol syndrome." (that part wasn't true.)

oh, we laughed at that for quite a while. phew-ee. haha. in any case, i just wanted to write that down before it slipped my mind. i feel like hell and this nyquil is kicking in. i'm going to go drink some echinacea tea.