My sister is visiting me this weekend. Here is a conversation we just had.
Tessa: I want some orange juice.
Felicia: Don't we have some in the fridge?
Tessa: I don't know, I didn't check. Does it have pulp?
Tessa: Why, does Marshall like pulp?
Felicia: No, I like pulp.
Felicia: It makes me feel like I'm drinking a real orange.
Tessa: Really? Because it makes me feel like, 'What is this vomit I'm drinking?'
Felicia: I can strain it for you.
Tessa: I don't think there's anything that repulses me more than pulp, in a drink.
Felicia: That surprises me.
Felicia: I'm putting this on my blog.(more from Tessa and Felicia...)