Delhey.

I am a blob named bob and I will eat corn on the cob like it's my job wob.
I come up with good things like this on the regular. Then I will tell my sister Andrea and we can make it into the funniest thing in the world.

I'll just walk into her house and say..."I was thinkin' what if Delhi was Delhey, wouldn't that be crazy? It's logical, really".

Then she'll say, "Dellhello, Dellwhatsup." And we'll laugh until our stomachs hurt really bad, and then some.

Or we will see people riding their bicycles and we will write a song about them and accidentally call them an offensive name that we didn't actually know was offensive because it isn't common terminology. Then when we sing our song to other people they will tell us to be quiet because it's offensive. And we get nervous, because we never even knew it.

Just so you know, the song is about an italian man we saw riding his bicycle. I can't remember if he was eating bread or if we just made that up. We probably did.

It goes..."I'm riding my bicycle and eating GAHlic bread, and spaghetti!!!" But it might not sound as great when you read it...because you can't hear it so it's not even really a sound.......hahahahah. And I left out the G word. Because it is offensive apparently. Do you even know what I'm talking about? Hahah.

Oh and then I will say, "I was thinkin', if the shoe fits...don't wear it, even if they tell you to, because it might be really ugly. Never wear a shoe just because it fits." Then we will have a five hour conversation about not wearing the shoe just because it fits, and we laugh so hard we almost poop in our pants.

But but there's more, these are just little examples, and I had to write them down because I was just thinking about them and they made me giggle. Guess what? I don't care if you don't think we're funny, because we are....haha.