Vlog Advice

A friend of mine offered some sage advice the other day in regards to my blog. He brought up a point that I have been considering lately: the fact that I rely so heavily on Alex for material. And in anal(tee hee!)yzing my posts since One Child’s December resurrection, I see that, indeed, my Romanian wife occupies a majority of the daily slots. In fact, I…

*Alex approaches*: Vut are you vriting in vlog?

Me: Oh, nothing. Just, you know, bible lessons and sh1t.

Alex: *frowns, sniffs the air and bares canines* No, I zeenk you vrite about me again!

Me: No! Heavens, no! I’m writing about the Lord.

Alex: Vut do you mean, bares canines?!?

Me: Hey! You’re not supposed to read what I’m writing!

Alex: And vy do you keep typing leetle v’s instead of double-yous? I am Romanian, not Slovak! I can pronounce double-you!

Me: Oh, really? Fine, say ‘w.’

Alex: ‘V.’

Me: See?

Alex: V! V! V! Sheet!

Me: Oh, eet’s all right, sweetie. Keep talking. Really. You’re a gold mine.

Alex: VTF?!?

Me: OH! VTF! THAT’S AWESOME! KEEP IT COMING!

Alex: I veel not be partee to dees!

Me: MORE!

Alex: No more! You can kees my ass, bastard! *storms off*

Me: Oohhrhh…gawd…I think I just came a leetle…