Those Crazy Cushion Eating People!

So Mari is telling me about Becka doing the 40-hour famine soon, and how she can give up two other things rather than food.

Mari: So she's giving up talking and furniture.

Tony (twirling a string with a weight around): Furniture. Where's she going to sleep?

Mari: On the floor.

Tony: On the floor.

Mari: Yeah.

Tony: How Amish of her.

Mari: More like Mediterranean.

Tony (still twirling): Uhhhh.

Mari: You know, those people that sleep on the floor.

Tony: They don't sleep on the floor in the Mediterranean.

Mari: The Japanese!

Tony (still twirling): They don't sleep on the floor either.

Mari: The, the, the....

Tony: You're thinking of homeless people!

Mari: No, like the people who eat on cushions!

Tony (the twirling gets wobbly): Theeee what now?

Mari: You know! They eat on cushions!

Tony: The food is on the cushions?

Mari: Noooo (like THAT is just noodle doodle!), THEY sit on the cushions!

Tony: Where is the food?

Mari: ....I dunno

Tony: But you sai..

Mari: Moroccans!!!!

Tony (the weight hits the floor): ......I have to blog this.