Thursday, February 4, 2010

CHEESE IN MY FACE

Hanging strands of string cheese in my face is not romantic, Hunny.

But you get points for sharing your glass of cold water with me while the newly filled Britta jug chills in the refrigerator.

I'm not sure why you are happiest when you make me crazy. It's amusing when you're happy though, so I shall deal with your attempt to make me further insane.

Oh and you can put the cheese string wrapper in the garbage. If it mysteriously ends up next to me on the couch again, I'm going to stuff it up your left nostril.

1 comment:

  1. Cheese in my face, cheese in my face.
    Lookin like a fool puttin' cheese in my face.

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