
Kathy (a/k/a "Aunt KK") has just returned from a trip to the Holy Land (i.e., Erie, PA) and our host has asked her if she had been house hunting during her visit.
Let's listen in, shall we?
Me: Have you made an offer on that house in Erie, yet?
KK: How can I make an offer on the Erie house when you won't come live in it! I would if I could, but with no one living near me there, my bone problems won't allow me to be far from loved ones.
Me: Oh, the guilt! Honestly, I'm so fed up, I'd love to have Michelle get a full-time XRAY job in Erie and then I could deliver pizzas. (Signed, KRAIG)
KK: Anyway, if you want to deliver pizzas in Erie, you can use my van. TALK and communicate with your wife as to what your wishes are! I think what we have here is a failure to communicate! Now go out and eat 52 hard-boiled eggs, and spell your name correctly the next time! C, not K.
Me: Oh, I communicated my pizza-deliveryman fantasises to Michelle.
Turns out she had a pizza-deliveryman fantasy of her own, but it was quite different from mine.
I blush, even now, to think of it.
Cregg
52 eggs? Who am I supposed to be? Cool Hand Luke!?!?!?
KK: Cr-eggman, I mean, Luke, I mean.....you do amuse me so! If you were closer, you could teach me more about the computer, which I would love to learn, and Michelle can find her pizza man! All would be right with the world!
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