On Saturday B and I were weighing our options of what we wanted to do that night and, after waffling several times on what was ultimately a completely non-important decision, I said, "okay, so what's the deal, dude?" to which B responded with, "I don't know, what's the dill, pickle?"
We both laughed for about five minutes after that (don't judge our third-grade senses of humor), and I seriously thought perhaps my boyfriend was a genius for coming up with that phrase on the sly.
Turns out he's not as creative as I thought:
Organic t-shirt from Cafe Press
I didn't know other people knew that one too.
Boooo. That's okay, I still love you anyway, B.