As long as I'm huzzah-ing out the wahzoo, I thought I'd huzzah for marriage. Whilst composing the previous post, I ran the duh story by Eric for approval. Following which he said impudently:
"speaking of socks, where are my slippers?"
Walking into the living room, he said impishly:
"Where the devil are my slippers, Eliza?" (for those of you fortunate enough to NOT have seen My Fair Lady, Eric was quoting the detestable Professor Higgens whom I detestfully hate).
And I, having learned well from my mother, flipped him off flippantly.
He, in response, took of his slipper, pretended to throw it at me and said unthreateningly:
"Oh yea? Take that President Bush"
which is really funny if you have seen this video.
And that's why marriage, or any close, trusting, caring, sharing relationship deserves a Huzzah.
And for her overly adverse overuse of adverbs is why Stephanie Meyer does not.
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No, thank you for all of your Tales! :) I enjoyed them so much, I shared them with Adam.
[validation]You are so clever![/validation]
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