“AH, Jig-A-Loo(TM), how I’ve missed you.”
“It’s been a long time since you’ve addressed Jig-A-Loo(TM).”
“Yes. The elliptical machine I use at the gym is starting to sound like a constipated elephant. Completely unrelated to my use of said machine, of course.”
“Of course.”
“It could probably use some Jig-A-Loo(TM), is what I’m saying.”
“Understood. Too bad you don’t have travel-size Jig-A-Loo(TM).”
“Well, I do, but it’s called anti-chafing cream. You know. For the chub rub.”
“Indeed.”
“Which, incidentally, sounds like something you’d pay an awful lot for someplace in Wisconsin.”
i make squee noises when you tell me stuff.