<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><description></description><title>Quotable Boyfriend</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @quotablebf)</generator><link>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>BF: Is that sound a cicada?&#13;</title><description>BF: Is that sound a cicada?&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Me: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
BF: So, when they have wings, are they cicadas?&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Me: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
BF: When they are on the ground shedding their skin, are they still cicadas?&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Me: Yeah... When stupid shit comes out of your mouth are you still you?</description><link>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/8787586213</link><guid>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/8787586213</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Aug 2011 12:19:59 -0700</pubDate><category>quotable</category><category>boyfriend</category><category>stupid shit</category></item><item><title>Use your mind to clean the toilet</title><description>Me: You should help me clean&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
BF: But you do such a good job on your own without me&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Me: Yeah but I'd just like some help&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
BF: I am helping.. with my mind... MIND POWERSSSSSSS!&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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He did end up helping cause he's awesome :)</description><link>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/6011868289</link><guid>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/6011868289</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 May 2011 13:43:00 -0700</pubDate><category>boyfriend</category><category>cleaning</category><category>funny</category><category>lol</category><category>quotes</category></item><item><title>Welcome home</title><description>I'm just arriving home from work&lt;br /&gt;
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BF: I lost you!&lt;br /&gt;
Me: You lost me? Did I fall between the sofa cushions?&lt;br /&gt;
BF: I meant I missed you!</description><link>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/5046709952</link><guid>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/5046709952</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 Apr 2011 11:54:39 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"Shh, I don’t need any gallery peanuts."</title><description>“Shh, I don’t need any gallery peanuts.”</description><link>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/3339741561</link><guid>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/3339741561</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Feb 2011 21:37:51 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"It would suck if you lost a finger, as a graphic designer. Imagine doing all those thumbnails..."</title><description>“It would suck if you lost a finger, as a graphic designer. Imagine doing all those thumbnails without a thumb.”</description><link>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/3335295933</link><guid>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/3335295933</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Feb 2011 17:32:21 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>So what's the street value?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;While we&amp;rsquo;re at the store, can you buy me some crystal meth? Wait&amp;hellip;&amp;hellip;&amp;hellip; That doesn&amp;rsquo;t sound right&amp;hellip;&amp;hellip;&amp;hellip;&amp;hellip; Oh yeah, Crystal Light, not crystal meth. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/1474196422</link><guid>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/1474196422</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Nov 2010 16:15:58 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>We went swimming with friends</title><description>Friend: Didn't you bring a towel?&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
BF: No... I'll just ride home on top of the car and air-dry...... WOOSH!</description><link>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/975781140</link><guid>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/975781140</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Aug 2010 22:28:09 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"When you grow up, do you want to be a little puss bubble on my back?"</title><description>“When you grow up, do you want to be a little puss bubble on my back?”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;We were discussing his blistered, sunburnt back.&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/975772355</link><guid>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/975772355</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Aug 2010 22:25:55 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"This little piggy went to market… This little piggy went *pause* to the grocery store…..."</title><description>“This little piggy went to market… This little piggy went *pause* to the grocery store… This little piggy *pause* stole a Cadillac… This little piggy *long pause* went to the butcher’s shop… Um *long pause* and this little piggy met the big bad wolf. He is no more.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;I get this instead of a foot massage&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/873828295</link><guid>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/873828295</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Jul 2010 22:07:00 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"Cozy like chocolate milk and candy corn together with babies!"</title><description>“Cozy like chocolate milk and candy corn together with babies!”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Perhaps the most accurate description of my hugs&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/854338630</link><guid>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/854338630</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Jul 2010 17:29:26 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"I have to take you to the store tomorrow. Not the “store” store… the pap smear..."</title><description>“I have to take you to the store tomorrow. Not the “store” store… the pap smear store.”</description><link>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/813938168</link><guid>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/813938168</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Jul 2010 22:24:59 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"Holy shit tits! I’m a flyer!"</title><description>“Holy shit tits! I’m a flyer!”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;He woke up, said that, and promptly fell back asleep&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/787707354</link><guid>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/787707354</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Jul 2010 19:52:50 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"The cookies came out fine. There is no cake."</title><description>“The cookies came out fine. There is no cake.”</description><link>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/713545234</link><guid>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/713545234</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Jun 2010 20:09:18 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"You stole my Red Baron orchard"</title><description>“You stole my Red Baron orchard”</description><link>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/693005311</link><guid>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/693005311</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Jun 2010 23:50:50 -0700</pubDate><category>sleep</category></item><item><title>"It’s like sex without the sex"</title><description>“It’s like sex without the sex”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;His thoughts on a class&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/629575731</link><guid>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/629575731</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 May 2010 17:30:43 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>The taste of insanity</title><description>Me: What kind of pizza did you get earlier?&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
BF: The fucking crazy kind.</description><link>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/560369694</link><guid>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/560369694</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Apr 2010 00:08:36 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>He can't handle the truth.</title><description>Me: Your shirt is inside out.&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
BF: This is not the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Me: It is.&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
BF: I'm too tired!</description><link>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/537298225</link><guid>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/537298225</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Apr 2010 20:11:10 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>We were talking about his car having a mind of it's own</title><description>Me: "I can't let you do that Michael"&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
BF: Oh I know what show that is from&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Me: Yeah. Knight Rider.&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
BF: No, it was an animated show.&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Me: Did they make an animated Knight Rider?&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
BF: No, not that show.. it was a different one.. It had a talking car... I think it was called Bob and Husky.&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Me: Bob and Husky? I don't think I've ever heard of that show.&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
BF: Starsky and Hutch?&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Me: That show didn't have a talking car.&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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Some time later&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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BF: Ohhh.. Stoker and Hoop!</description><link>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/527692468</link><guid>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/527692468</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Apr 2010 00:43:54 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>He stepped on an empty water bottle</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;SHIT!&amp;rdquo; *looks down* &amp;ldquo;Oh, I thought it was dynamite.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/494411715</link><guid>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/494411715</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Apr 2010 17:34:52 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>The douchiest</title><description>Me: Ooh, watch this eagle [on tv] take out this small deer&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
BF: Yeah, aren't eagles douchebags?</description><link>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/462612906</link><guid>http://quotablebf.tumblr.com/post/462612906</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Mar 2010 22:52:02 -0700</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
