Becky: Get your hand off my butt
Travis: I can't, I don't want to be bored. Just don't fart on my hand
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Part 2
Travis just rolled over and said
T: I want out flag to be orange, white and yellow. And if there is time we can put it to the purple. Wa hahaha like a fiery dragon horse.
Who's favorite food is purple?
B: I don't know
T: Well it would help if I knew.
B: Why do you need to know?
T: uh - uh
#sleeptalking #travissleeptalkingchron
Travis : Did you get the breadsticks I left in my car?
Becky : There were breadsticks in the car?
Travis: Yeah they were homemade California dream sticks.
#travissleeptalkingchronicles #sleeptalking
Travis: Donkey Kong. You know Donkey Kong don't you? The game...it's on.
Travis: wait, I feel weird, like we are floating.
Sshhhh. Do you think it's funny too?
Travis: I wonder what the people at my work will think?
Becky: about what?
Travis: About him following you.
Becky: Why would he be following me?
Travis: Because he (mutters).
It could have been said any way I wants it to, except for the really fun times that you had.
Becky: Like when you had the time of your life?
Travis: Is that a section? *sings* You had the time of your life and no one can take that away from you.
#sleeptalking #travissleeptalkingchronicles
Travis: Son of Mucker!
Becky: wow!
Travis: I still remember that really scary picture with the polka dots and holes and... (slurps slobber)
Becky: EW!
Travis : what you don't like food?
Becky: I don't like slobber
Travis: (slurp) You don't slobber when you get excited?
Becky: I don't get excited...
Travis: Is that why your mom said "Yay!" Do you believe in miracles? You sexy thing?
*sings in a high pitch voice*
I believe in miracles...you sexy thing (SLURP)
Travis: I need to go see...who is it?
Becky: Goofy
Travis: Like the dog animal?
Becky: Yes
Travis: Oh. What's he doing?
Becky: Playing red rover.
Travis: The members car. The dog. Remember the dog.
Becky: What are you saying. What dog.
Travis: Yeah. The F1 car. Remember?
Becky: uh
Travis: What am I even talking about? Why am I talking so weird?