Thursday, May 28, 2009

Tragically Unhip

During the drunken old lady trampoline extravaganza:


The boy: Ouch I hurt my ankle!


Hedge: Ooo, I know – rice!


Gina: What?


Hedge: You know, RICE. RICE? For sprains?


Gina: I have no idea.


Hedge: Duh - RIIIIIIIIIICE – wrap, ice, compression, elevate.


Gina: Wrap?


Hedge: Yeah, wrap….oooohhh, yeah. What the hell is the R for, then?


Gina: Maybe it is rap.


Hedge: Wrap – W.


Gina: I know, but maybe it’s RAP, I mean – that might distract you from the pain.


Hedge: Oh, you mean rap like…uh…


Gina: Yeah…um…


Hedge: ............


Gina: …um…….


Hedge:….Yo Yo Yo…er


Gina: …yeah yeah…getcha


Hedge: boom chicka…


Gina: We are so white


Hedge: And old. Don’t forget old. You have any Tom Jones?

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6 comments:

Burgh Baby said...

There needs to be a trampoline involved in a Burgh Mom meetup. Make that happen, mmkay?

Shelly said...

This is awesome. I love you and Hedge.

Magpie said...

Did you ever figure out that the R is for Rest? I hope so. I think you need it ;)

Allison Says said...

Bahahaha! That is awesome.

Karly said...

Yo yo yo. You crack me up!

HP said...

You have any Tom Jones? Hahahahahahaha.
By the time you got to that part, I was almost crying I was laughing so hard.