Sicko
March 31st, 2006It's fun to confuse someone who has a head cold. You see, their brains just don't work right, being that they're filled with snot and such.
Angelface, sniffling, looked at our adopted kitty and asked, "Where did Bella come from?"
Matter-of-factly I replied, "Her mom."
Angelface, attempting to clarify said, "That's not what I mean. We know that Sphynxy was born on the streets, so I just wonder where Bella came from before she came to us."
Rolling my eyes, I responded, "Bella came from her mom. You don't think kittens make themselves, do you?"
Angel looking flushed and flustered said, "What I'm trying to say is, before we adopted Bella…"
"Fine," I interrupted. "That's just Fine! If you don't want to talk about the miracle of life, then we'll just say it was the stork. Bella came from the freaking stork okay?! Geez!"
"Oh and by the way," I added, "Santa is real, there's a boogie monster living in our closet, and Mariah Carey is *not* endangering the world's snack cake supply."
Speechless, Angel blinked twice and walked away. His robe clutched tight to his congested chest, my befuddled better half went back to bed.
Poor thing.
Angel may have the head cold, but I suspect I'm the one who's really sick.
mwahahahanni
March 31st, 2006
I can’t believe you were that mean to your sick husband! Don’t make me do something I’ll regret, like telling MiMi that you have the largest collection of HoHos in your house!
March 31st, 2006
Way to torture the sick. You are a saint among the rest of us filthy wretches.
Poor guy. You better have fed him organic grapes off the vine later in the evening!
March 31st, 2006
Sometimes a guy just can’t win. It’s destiny. With the future full of infinite possibilities for most people, most of the time, there are times when married guys just have to let go of some things. Like manifesting his own destiny when up against the Force of PMS when to do battle is to lose. BTW, you could make good money writing personal statements. What an awsome job!!
March 31st, 2006
It’s not nice to screw with a sick man’s mind.
March 31st, 2006
Sorry to hear you have a boogie monster living in your closet. Where did he come from?
March 31st, 2006
When I say shotgun, you say wedding…
April 1st, 2006
Dima - are you calling me a ho ho?
Scottygee - actually angel requested ice cream.
url - dude, you call it PMS. I call it being me - i’ve got a bad case of irreconciliable bitchiness, remember?
mrtl - yeah, it’s not nice, but it sure is FUN!
gary - angel’s nose?
manual - shotgun wediii-iiing.
April 1st, 2006
Kinda harsh don’t you think? The poor thing probably was trying to figure out what you had just told him for hours. =D
April 2nd, 2006
[to the tune of “our lawyer made us change the name of this song”]
it’s half past april and i’m feeling rather cheated
waiting for hey chris’s journal to be undeleted…
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