here’s how it went today:
Sarah: creatively a 9. Physically, a 2. Sooo, a 6? A groggy bear butt?
Me: Sure, coming out of hibernation too early will do that to a bear butt!
Sarah: Butt math is fuzzy math.
Me: fuzzy butt maths were the only maths I could ever grasp
Sarah: They’re the only maths worth gr(ass)ping! How was your day on the butt scale?
Me: Really unproductive in the silliest and best ways possible. Like maybe a 9 in laughter and comic helmetry, and I was going to knock that number down with fuzzy butt math, BUTT, I’m going to let myself have a 9 day. A bear butt on a unicycle wearing a tutu.
Sarah: DAT ASS is amazing.