How we wind up going astray....

Actual conversation from last night..

Mel: What are you doin?
Amy: Laundry!
Mel: Why?
Amy: I don't have a small black man with a wife named Wheezie to do it for me..
Mel: I don't do laundry or windows (I really do)
Mel: You should get a pocket sized Chinese man to do it for you
Mel: One that can roll fortune cookies!
Amy: and walk on my back!
Mel: we can just use the one who is going to go around behind us banging the gong
when anyone says our name and when we are home, he can do laundry..problem solved
Mel: Hey! That's a good name for something.. like a band or a club or some shit
Mel: Bang the Gong
Mel: I fucking love it!
Mel: "Where have you and Melissa been?" and you reply "Banging the Gong, duh"
Amy: New York's hottest club. Gong. 102 year old Japanese pimp has done it again. He has dykes, bikes, trikes, the village people, and fire hydrant people!
Amy: you know fire hydrant people right?
Mel: Um... no
Mel: they like to be pissed on?
Mel: fetish stuff?
Amy: it is where midgets with really long legs wear red pants and stand really still while people pee on them.
Mel: If we ever go to Gong remind me to wear my Body Glove!