Vodka Tonic with Two Titties Please!

conversation upon waking up this morning at 11am...
me: 'sweety, i let you sleep in' (im up at the crack of dawn no matter WHAT day it is. this friend of mine has the same problem.)
sweety: 'i KNOW! its amazing!'
me: 'i frickin' STARVING'
sweety: silence.... ....
me: 'i wish we had gravy'
sweety: 'gravy? GRAVY?'
me: 'ya, you know gravy... forget it.'

i then got up and made us biscuits and sausage gravy (very american of me... you won't find this on any canadian menu). with grease pulsing through our arteries we decided to go thrifting, or 'hitting the VV' as we sometimes call it. 'VV' stands for Value Village, a huge chain of thrift stores across canada and i beleive the states? they usually take over the ghetto supermarket building in your local neighbourhood, so imagine walking into a Safeway sized store of used goodies!

we decide which particular store location we should visit. if you didn't catch what we were talking about you might think us quite the snobs!

hubby: so hastings or victoria? (street names of VV locations)
me: i have NOT been happy with hastings lately AT ALL.
hubby: i agree. can't say im too pleased with victoria as well. what about edmonds?
me: yes, i could do edmonds... its been a while but we always seem to find something worth while there...
hubby: EDMONDS IT IS!



so... we hardly need ANYTHING else in our little house, but ill make room for these finds! HUGE piece of awesome fabric, ugly purple leather jacket that i will make a cool-ass purse out of, semi-lame paint-by-number (we have a massive collection of them), small frame, and 3 SWEET glasses! Vodka Tonic with Two Titties Please! nice arent they? the kind of glasses you pull out for visits with the in-laws... now i just need to decide what each of them are saying...
any suggestions out there???