The other night, The Guy and I were hanging out at his place watching a movie. I was fiddling with a tag on the couch and accidentally ripped it off. I held it in my hand for awhile, playing with the material worn soft by time and many butts and contemplated what I would do with it. I pondered it and rolled it in my fingers and got an idea. A devious idea.
Without turning to look at me, The Guy said, "You're going to put that up my nose, aren't you?"
Hahaha... so awesome.
ReplyDeleteI totally would have donw the same thing - of course that could account for why Scott won't sit on the couch with me.
ReplyDeleteI usually tend to go for the ear. But the nose is good too.
ReplyDeleteExcellent...
ReplyDeleteWhen you were a wee girl, you found a button. Mom said don't put it in your mouth. I said no stick it up your nose. You did. We had to go to emergency to get it out. Didn't you understand sarcasm when you hear it?
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