Be careful what you wish for...

[bzarcher]

felislachesis: finally picked up that call from Charleston, SC
bzarcher: Who was it?
felislachesis: some telemarketer
felislachesis: looking for you
bzarcher: Oh, cute.
felislachesis: or... Mrs. Wagner *cough*
bzarcher: Oh, well.
felislachesis: yeah
bzarcher: I suppose, under common law, that's technically you.
bzarcher: It's 3 years of co-habitation, right?
felislachesis: O.O
bzarcher: heheheheheh.
felislachesis: dude, you haven't put out in any of that time, I want a divorce!
bzarcher: Aw, c'mon honey. You already know how to make me a steak and get me a beer just about perfect.
felislachesis: >.>
felislachesis: this is going in the wrong direction

(We'd been getting 1-2 ring, no message calls to our house line while we were out for, like, the past 3 weeks. Turns out it was a telemarketer, and I even figured out later today that it was Sam's Club trying to get me to renew my membership.)

Comments

[las.livejournal.com]

Well, if he marries you, he's not willing to take a hyphenated last name. He said so. Han-Wagner is out.

[bzarcher.livejournal.com]

Hmm.

Shame, too. Rolls off the tongue, doesn't it?

[las.livejournal.com]

It does! It would be an excellent name for a BFG:

"The Han-Wagner 3000 gives the level-clearing fragging power to please the toughest tank while providing the ranged accuracy needed by the stealthiest sniper."

[bzarcher.livejournal.com]

And people wonder why I want you in charge of marketing when I take over?