explaining the world of... wicked yoga

so my mate C and me hung around talking bull like usually... he was obviously bored and went on how he was pregnant with my kittens and how I'm supposed to pay childsupport now. there's just a few minor things he had wrong...

C: *me loves blackmailing*
me: well.. since you're a cat.. this is gonna be cheap
C: i am not a cat
C: i am a human
C: but the kitten in your photo slept with me in your dreams

(EDITOR'S NOTE: he's referring to a pic of hello kitty in my msn window the previous day)

C: and now i am all impregnated
me: aahhh ic
me: inter-species sex, eh?
C: i would not call it sex
C: i'd say nude yoga
C: that TANTRUM STUFF
me: lmao
me: tantrum = having a hissy fit
C: a what?
me: tantra / tantric... that's to do with yoga
me: having a tantrum.. is when you start to scream and you're angry and kids would roll on the ground
me: lmao
C: lol

that was just too cute not to share it *chuckles*