Thursday, November 17, 2016

If I Ever Want to Write a Comedy...

... I should just write down some of the conversations between my husband and me. So this just happened:

I walk into the apartment to find my husband in the kitchen in just boxers and a shirt.

Him: I'm so glad you're home.

Me: Oh?

Him: Yeah, I need you to run get something from the house for me. I can't go outside because I'm not wearing pants.

Me: And you can't put on pants?

Him: I could. But I don't want to.

I just got back from the house.

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