The 'Terrorist' versus the Six Wives of Henry VIII

I thought I would let you in on a little conversation that Green Eyes and I had one night while drinking coffee at our favourite place Seattle whilst discussing the ins and outs of moving in together. It went something like this:

Blue Eyes: When we move out I want to take the 'Terrorist' (my cat) with me?

Green Eyes: But why?

Blue Eyes: Because I love him and he's really cute

Green Eyes: But I don't really like cats

Blue Eyes: huh! you like the 'Terrorist', how can you not...he likes you.

Green Eyes: well, if you're bringing your cat then I want fish.

Blue Eyes: WTF?

Green Eyes: yes! and I want 7

Blue Eyes: 7 fish? why on earth do you want 7 fish?

Green Eyes: I just do! And there names will be Catherine of Aragon, Anne Boleyn, Jane Seymour...

Blue Eyes: hang on a sec, so you're telling me that you are going to name your fish after the wives of Henry the VIII?

Green Eyes: yes, why not?

Blue Eyes: and Im guessing the 7th fish is Henry VIII?

Green Eyes: yes

Blue Eyes: so are you planning to kill them off one at a time?

Green Eyes: you got it!

Blue Eyes: you're such a freak...well, I suppose in that case the 'Terrorist' can help you out there.

Green Eyes: see, I told you moving in together would work out.

So this is just one of many weird converstaions that we have had-a little preview in to how our minds work. I hope you atleast laughed at some point of reading that conversation. I know I did.

B.E.