Kathy, Matt and I were waiting to be seated at a restaurant.  We were talking about nothing in particular while one woman just kept staring at Kathy.  Finally, Kathy saw her and they both screamed each other’s name and hugged each other like sisters separated at birth.  Matt and I were left alone since Kathy was deeply engaged with the woman and her family.  We walked over towards the desert section.

Matt:  “What do you think about the deserts?”

Me:  “Hmm…  Nothing speaks to me, which is good.”

Matt:  “Ha!  Everything speaks to me.  They are all screaming, ‘Matt, eat me, eat me.’”

We turned around and found that Kathy was done talking with her friends.  They were being seated.  Kathy sat down on the bench and told us who they were and what they did for a living.

Kathy:  “(Whispering)  THEY are filthy rich.  Just filthy rich.  Unbelievable.  But you know, I don’t want that kind of stress.  Not worth it.”

Me:  “I don’t mind.  Stress me out.  I want that kind of stress.”

Imagine Miss Meow Meow will be forever grateful and in debt to me because I can buy her not just one but three Cat Cocoons at $330 each. 

Matt will forever be my slave when I buy him this spectacular Milk Bottle Lamp for just $1600.  (The dog and the baby are not included.)