Bunk Bed Conversation

Bug: Bubba?  When we grow up do you want to be my neighbor?

Buddy: I don’t know.  Maybe.

Bug: Wanna live together?  Maybe?  Wanna be my roommate Brother?

Buddy: I wanna sleep.


Bug:  Bubba?  Can I call you Bubby?

Buddy: I guess but you better not ever say it in front of my friends.

Bug: OK Bubby.  Bubby?  You know what I haven’t called you in a long time?

Buddy: *Grunting noise*

Bug:  Your name.  I never call you by your real name because it’s too long.  G’night Bubby.

They sound like Bert and Ernie!


About buddyandbug

Man and I moved from Texas to Colorado with Buddy and Bug. This blog is a chronicle of our adventures as we deal with homesickness and adjust to Mountain Living. “If you are a dreamer,come in. If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar, a hoper, a prayer, a magic-bean-buyer. If you're a pretender, come sit by my fire, for we have some flax-golden tales to spin. Come in! Come in!” ~ Shel Silverstein
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