Husband: Look, that sign says Fresh Brown EggsSemi-Hot Wife (she just woke up, they're on their way home from the codependent morning drive to the school, other wise she'd be Hot Wife): I'm feeling the need to make "Fresh Brown Eggs" right about now.
Husband: OH MY GOSH, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?
Semi-Hot Wife: What?
Husband: Your cousin is so right about you. You ARE obsessed with poop.
Semi-Hot Wife: I'm not obsessed, I just need to go. And it's not my fault, I get it from hanging around you 24 hours a day. If we weren't together at all times I wouldn't be like this. I blame you. You're gross.
Husband: Don't try to stick this one on me, Poopfoot.
4 comments:
Chris called you Poopfoot.
SO FREAKING FUNNY!!! Poopfoot! :)
Didn't D coin that phrase? I remember when you did that.
This was the best flipping blogpost ever. I can't tell you how hard I was laughing. GOOD STUFF.
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