[laura's cell phone rings]
Laura: Hello?
B-rad: Hey....where are you?
L: uhm, i'm JUST turning onto George Road, i should be home in, like, 3 minutes.
B: Oh.
L: Why?
B: i don't suppose you stopped and picked up beer on the way home, did ya?
L: No, why would i do that?
B: I don't know, i thought maybe you just knew that i wanted beer, and you woulda stopped and picked some up.
L: i'm sorry, i left my "Mind reading pants" at home today. No beer. I'm pulling into the drive way. goodbye.
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Friday, October 26, 2007
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that was hilarious!! Still giggling about it today!!
I do that to Batman all the time... "Soooo... did you pick up any chocolate bars? 'cuz I kinda felt like chocolate bars."
Oh, uh sorry .. you can have your pants back!
I think all significant others should own "mind reading pants"...what a great super power. Funny.
That happens to me all the time. TGH is so good at stuff sometimes I swear he can read my mind. The few times he doesn't, I'm like so befuddled. I like that word. Befuddled. LOL.
Contrariwise, I believe the Fates may have stolen your mind-reading pants and left them on my doorstep. Several times of late, either His Nibs or I have walked in to the house carrying some form of foodstuff or likker of which we were in little or no need, but which neither of us spoke of to the other.
It worked much better when I was pregnant, because His Nibs would just bring home a little of everything I usually craved, just to make sure he covered all his bases. Except for KFC. That was the weirdest craving EVER.
You obviously don't love him enough.
Go get him some beer! ;)
Mmmmmmm...beer.
Mind reading pants! LMAO. Mind if I use that one sometime? That's very clevah.
Dear Laura,
You suck.
Love, Mika
(You asked for it!)
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