I’ve done several posts solely about Josh’s antics. For those of you who know him well, you know that he is smart, inquisitive, caring, and super awesome. You also know that he is quite the interesting breed. He LOVES mispronouncing things. Examples include: quesadilla pronounced Kay-Suh-DiLL-Uh. Italian pronounced Eye-talian. He also loves to completely embarrass the mess out of me by practicing his different accents (most notably his redneck one) at drive-thrus.
Well, here are some of the latest sayings from Mr. Bierman:
J: You know what tomorrow is??
P: Sunday? I don’t know. What?
J: OLYMPIC WRESTLING!!! You ready? You pumped? I know you are. Gonna be great.
J: Don’t get that attitude with me, young man!
This example comes from when we were frantically getting ready for church because we overslept:
J: Hey Paige. What would you do if you thought you were human, but really you were a sleeper cell and you killed your friends. And when your friends killed you, you woke up in a big vat of gross stuff and realized you were a cylon?
P: Um…. What? What is that from?
J: It’s what happened on Battlestar Galactica last night.
After seeing Justin Beiber’s message to Missy Franklin:
J: The more and more I get to know about Justin Bieber, the more I just want to punch him in the face.
[conversation takes place]
J: Let’s just say he throws like a girl.
And finally. This occurred over dinner last night:
J: I know you won’t be interested, but this is just a talking point. Battlestar Galactica got REALLY good.
Gotta love this man! Happy Tuesday!