Jason: "Are all girls obsessed with texting?"
Me: "Pardon me?"
Jason: "Girls. Texting..."
Me: "And I would know this, why?"
Jason: "The women I work with text people constantly! I swear that's all they do all day long is text people."
Me: "I dunno."
Jason: "Do you text people all the time?"
Me: "I send you one approximately every four weeks. That's about it."
Jason: "You send me texts?!?"
Me: *STAREY FACE*
Jason, turning over to face me: "No, really. You send me texts? You aren't kidding?"
Me: "Those ones that say, 'I love you' and 'Please pick up the kids'?"
Jason: "Those are from you?!?!"
Me: "No Jason. They're from Bob Hope."
Jason, frustrated: "That's not what I meant to say. I'm tired."
Me, rolling over: "Goodnight Jason."
After several moments...
Jason: "Bob Hope is DEAD, Stephanie."
Me: "GOOD NIGHT JASON."
LOL Le sigh...marriage...it aint for the faint of heart.
Classic! I love your *starey face* that makes me laugh.
Sounds like the time I told my husband (in the middle of the night) to not squish the dragon eggs, I wanted a purple dragon to ride to work.
And to take the cat out the freezer.
Classic. Bob hope dead. Men love love them.
Ahahaha. Oh, man, I seriously almost choked on my soda because I laughed so hard.
LMAO! That's great!!!
Sounds a little like my conversations with BH. I swear he forgets what I say the moment it leaves my mouth. Or enters his ears. I don't know. C-L-U-E-L-E-S-S.
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