Overheard Conversation at My House
Todd: Thank you for making the bed, emptying the dishwasher, and making me coffee this morning. That was an unexpected surprise.
Amy: (Looks up from stuffing ravioli for dinner) You're welcome. (She then bats her eyes and leans in for a quick smooch) Who's the best wife?
Todd: I don't know, I may not have met her yet.
Amy: (Eyes moving into little slits) Excuse me?
Todd: It may be wife number 3, but then 4 could out do her, so we'll just have to wait and see.
Amy: You are such an ass.
Todd: (Laughs and swats Amy on the behind) Gotta keep you on your toes.
When Todd is old and grey(er) and laying on his deathbed, I am SO stealing his morphine.
Amy: (Looks up from stuffing ravioli for dinner) You're welcome. (She then bats her eyes and leans in for a quick smooch) Who's the best wife?
Todd: I don't know, I may not have met her yet.
Amy: (Eyes moving into little slits) Excuse me?
Todd: It may be wife number 3, but then 4 could out do her, so we'll just have to wait and see.
Amy: You are such an ass.
Todd: (Laughs and swats Amy on the behind) Gotta keep you on your toes.
When Todd is old and grey(er) and laying on his deathbed, I am SO stealing his morphine.
posted by Todd and Amy | 10:06 AM
2 Comments:
How could you over hear your own conversation?! ha ha ha
That was overheard from Fred, the spider that lives just outside the dining room door. I think he ate his roommate George, though. Kinda sad.
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