Background info: Earlier today, I left a voice message for my husband about downloading a book to a Nook. I missed his phone call back to me, so I phoned him again.
Me: Hey, sorry I missed your earlier call, but I was hyperventilating down in the basement.
Him: Oh, okay. Well to answer your Nook question --
Me (totally and completely interrupting him): What?! Don't you want to know why I was hyperventilating in the basement?!
Him: I figured you were on the treadmill.
Me: Well, I was. But that's not why I was hyperventilating.
Him: You must have seen a spider then.
Me (all indignant): YES!
Him (very calmly): Well get a Kleenex and kill it.
Me: NO! It's too big for that!
Him: Get the fly swatter.
Me: NO! It's too big for that!
Him: Then put a saddle on him and ride him upstairs and out the backdoor into the yard.
Me: … you refuse to take this situation seriously, don't you?
Him: Yep.
Me: Does this mean that you are refusing to come home and kill it?
Him: Yep.
Me: Dang.
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Hahahahhaha! A saddle!
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