Awake Quote: Narcos Edition
Rocco, watching: Why doesn't he spend more time with his kids? [Thinks about it] Rocco: Oh right, he's a mass murderer, what am I saying?
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Awake Quote: Narcos Edition
Rocco, watching: Why doesn't he spend more time with his kids? [Thinks about it] Rocco: Oh right, he's a mass murderer, what am I saying?
I Hear the Secrets That You Keep (When You're Talking in Your Sleep)
Me: You gotta move to your side.
Rocco: I just had a dream that you had to pick a side. And whatever side you pick, the other, get a tattoo.
Me: Get a tattoo? Whoa. What would you get?
Rocco: I dunno. Poop. Poop on the head... No, no poopy head.
Me: Well I don't want a tattoo.
Rocco, protesting: Uh HUH. Uh HUH.
Morning Cuteness
He rolls over to my side of the bed.
Rocco: You found me.
Me: I found you? Where did I find you?
Rocco: On the block.
They used to call me "pickle." They could have called me "sandwich." At least they would have gotten something out of it.
Rocco Farts in His Sleep
Me: It smells!
Rocco: What is that, pumpkin?
Me: What??
Rocco: The sandwiches.
Rocco: [sic] read about it?
Me: What?
Rocco: The end of the pole.
Me: What end of the pole. Love?
Rocco: [snoring]
Me: What end of the pole?
Rocco, annoyed: Yooouuu knooow.
Me: No. Tell me. What end of the pole?
Rocco: In your butt. I don't know how it got there.
[Light giggling]
Right, baby?
Rocco, apropos of nothing, in the middle of the night
I had a dream that we pooped like dogs. The sidewalks were a bitch!
Said in a half-conscious state by you-know-who
Okay good. Carry on. Thanks for doing that, too.
Rocco in his sleep, after I covered him with a blanket. Said in a very matter of fact, almost professional way.
Rocco: How many days? How many hours? Me: Huh? You're not making sense. Rocco: What? No, the session. Me: What about it? Rocco: T-shirts.
Labradoodle. They were polishing wood with it. He liked it. It was a 2x12.
We're flying into the coco puff!
This is my favorite so far, besides the random "Cheeses!" outburst.
Wow Wow Wow
Rocco: What ya got there?
Me: You tell me.
Rocco: Look at the email. It says Wow Wow Wow!
Me: When do you want me to wake you up?
Rocco: The whole time.
[scoffs] Now it's gonna be gorillas everywhere.
- This was said in the same tone Rocco reserves for hipsters. (NyQuil was involved. NyQuil is like comedy gold when it comes to Rocco's sleep talk.)
The Fixation With Yellow
Me: You know how much I love you?
Rocco: [Nods]
Me: Are you sure? It's a lot.
Rocco: [Nods.] It's in the yellow jars.
Me: You know I love you in the yellow jars?
Rocco: Mm hmm.
Yellow M&Ms
[Adorable chuckling and giggling]
Me: What's so funny?
Rocco: You thought the yellow M&Ms were made out of pee!
Me: I thought the yellow M&Ms were made from pee? That's funny.
Rocco: No - my friend. So after he said that, I was like, if you think the yellow ones are made from pee...what do you think the brown ones are made of?
[even louder chuckling]