We are SO cool

So this is a conversation Leah and I had at the bar Saturday night. We'd had a pretty long week, going to clubs since Wednesday, and we decided we just wanted to chill and have a beer somewhere. The Olympics were on the TV and it was some sort of gymnastics/dancing with jump ropes thing. From there we got on the subject of Michael Phelps.

Me: He just doesn't really do it for me.
Leah: No, me neither.
Me: But that whole 10,000 calorie a day thing is pretty awesome. I can only imagine what he eats.
Leah: Do you think he can have empty calorie stuff, like Doritos?
Me: Nah, I bet he has to eat like, 20 eggs, really boring healthy stuff.
Leah: When I was a lad I'd eat 4 dozen eggs, every morning to help me get large. And now that I've grown I eat 5 dozen eggs, so I'm roughly the size of a BAAAAARGE!
Me: That's it! Michael Phelps is on the Gaston diet!
Leah: I wish I could be on the Gaston diet. I don't know why more people aren't on it. It clearly worked for him.
Me: I always thought Gaston was kind of a stud, ya know, in a Disney way.
Leah: Yeah but I can't get the visual of his smelly feet when he goes to propose to Belle out of my head.
Me: I know, but still, Belle should have given him a chance. He was the best guy in that village. I think she was being a little closed-minded about the whole "waiting for her perfect storybook prince." You really didn't like Gaston?
Leah: Oh no, I was all about the Beast.
Me: Yeah, I guess he was cute after he transformed.
Leah: No, no, no. I thought he was much sexier when he WAS the Beast.
Me: AHAHAHAHA that does not surprise me at all.

This discussion went on for several more minutes. We have talks like this all the time. People must think we are CRAZY