by tess
Me: You know the white shirt hanging in the guest bathroom?
Him: Yeah.
Me: Don’t wear it to work today.
Him: Why not?
Me: Because I just fished it out of the toilet.
Him: Was there a little black cat involved?
Me: Either that or I just suddenly felt like getting up and throwing your shirt (along with the hanger) into the toilet.
Him: At least he doesn’t know how to flush.
Me: Ooops. I wasn’t supposed to teach him that.
Him: God, don’t even think it.
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