Snippet of conversations

This is my attempt to prove we have a life outside betting. Yes, we are normal people underneath our risk-loving, money-tossing shells.

I have a long-standing sleeping problem so sometimes when i'm desperate i implore G to talk me to sleep. Yesterday, we counted sheep together. But instead of counting 1, 2, 3... we have to give each sheep a special characteristic before it's allowed to jump over the fence.

Did i just say i'm trying to prove we're normal?

m : a singing sheep
g : a happy sheep
m : a sheep pretending to be a cow
g : a joyful sheep
m : a sheep on stilts
g : a castrated sheep
m : DID YOU SAY CASTRATED?
g : yes why not?
m : ... ok. a funny sheep
g : space sheep (haha)
m : a repairman sheep who repairs the broken fence before jumping over (wtf)
g : a sheep on a plate
m : do you mean lamb? *horrified*
g : yes
m : (SO MEAN) a sheep named sheep
g : underwater sheep
m : titanic sheep (hahahaahaha)

*sleep*

Did i manage to convince anyone? :D?