An innocent conversation about sisters
The following is actual dialogue that happened on Thursday.
Toast: My sister is going to be there. Just warning you. She is a bit evil.
Biscuit: Sister? So no…
BISCUIT MAKES KISSING NOISE AND MIMES SNOGGING HIS HAND
Toast: She is my sister Biscuit
BISCUIT SLICKS BACK HAIR
Toast: And she is engaged, to a man, who will be there.
Biscuit: You haven’t actually said no.
Toast: I’m going to put this on the blog.
Biscuit: You’ve still not said no.
Biscuit: To the blog? So kissing is fine?
Toast: Blog fine, kissing sister not fine.
Biscuit: So just to make sure. You don’t want me to kiss your sister, much?
Biscuit: No to that you don’t want me to kiss her much? So you don’t mind if I do.
BISCUIT’S DATE ARRIVES
As a side note after meeting Biscuit my sister sent me a text message.
‘Biscuit seemed a good bloke although I suspect he might be a womaniser’