Johnny Depp And Window Pushers

Every Sunday morning, Randy gets up way too fucking early and asks me the same question: Want to go to the grocery store?

I usually don’t WANT to get up, but then I go anyway.

This morning when we were leaving windows were fogged. Randy hit the button to roll his window down and pushed on it a little to clean off the condensation.

Me: Do you always do that?

Randy: Yeah, it cleans them off.

Me: Remember when the driver’s side window in the Nissan just fucking fell down into the door? It’s probably because you do that.

Randy: Nah, that car is just a piece of shit.

Me: You’re a window pusher.

Randy:…

Me: Seriously..after 19 years, you think you know a person and then you find out they’re a window pusher.

Randy: I didn’t break the other window. It just broke. Things break.

Me: Whatever, window pusher.

I sat quietly for a few minutes to give him time to think about his window pushing ways, when I remembered my dream from the night before.

Me: I don’t know if this will make you feel good or bad, but last night I dreamed I had a torrid affair with Johnny Depp.

Randy: You had sex with Johnny Depp in your dreams?

Me: No. It was real life. I had to push him out of the window the other night before you got out of the bathroom. Close call.

Randy: How is this dream supposed to make me feel good?

Me: Oh. Well, it was Johnny Depp, but he looked just like you.

Randy: How do you know it was Johnny Depp then..maybe it was just me.

Me: No, it was definitely Johnny Depp.

Randy: How about us in real life? Did we have a torrid affair?

Me: Well, it was at least torrid-ish.

So, in addition to getting our weekly shopping done at an ungodly hour, I made up a new word as well.

And if you happen to see Johnny, remind him that he owes me a phone call. He also needs to fix that broken window.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

reason the nissans broke

You think you know someone and then after 19 yers you find out they are a window pusher.

 

dream about a torrid affair with johnny depp but he looked just like randy. randy: did we have a torrid affair? Me: Well, it was torridish.

14 Thoughts.

  1. Ahhh, I have a confession. I am a window pusher. I never realized that I was doing anything wrong! I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to break the habit.

    Dream sex is the best. Especially with Johnny Depp.

  2. I love your writing style. I am pretty sure I have had sex with Johnny Depp, too. He grew up about 30 minutes from me. I’ve never met him, so I am referring to dream sex only.

    I’m a window pusher only if it is too cold to get out of the car and use the squeegee.

  3. I feel your pain. I do my grocery shopping on Sundays and it has to be the worst time ever to do it. And hopefully your car window has a few good years left before it falls off.

  4. A knows that anything less than the house burning down is NOT a good enough reason to wake me on the weekend – I get two days a week to sleep in and I take advantage of that every weekend that I can !
    No window pushers here – thank goodness – it can be very annoying !!!
    Have the best day !
    Me

  5. Couple of weeks ago I dreamt I was on the cusp of having a threesome with Frank Sinatra (not even young Sinatra either- it was old Sinatra) and Ashton Kutcher. I was so disgusted I actually woke up before the whole thing could come to dream fruition. =/

  6. Fuck, I’m a window pusher. Is that bad? I never thought of the implications.

    You make me laugh. Especially the part about leaving him to think about his window-pushing ways. I bet you two have some fun conversations.

    Also, Johnny Depp and you are real. He’s probably just waiting for your husband to go to the bathroom again. Patience.

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