... where the double entendres are thicker than flies on watermelon and twice as juicy.
So while I was finishing up my final hour of work, H came in to 'check on me'. Twice. Then, from the kitchen,
"DeeEEEee-aaaaa, where are my nuuuuts?" Think somehwere between Brady Bunch and Leave it to Beaver for inflection. And he was referring to a can of cashews I'd discovered and alerted him to during my kitchen excavation.
Dia (channeling Florence Henderson): They're on the bar, dear. I put them there so you could get them whenever you wanted.
H: But I can't fiiiii-iiind them.
Dia: Here - I will come and take hold of your nuts so I can give them to you.
<Dia walks to kitchen and hands H can of cashews which was in plain sight on the bar>
And a little later, we'll be grilling ribs.
Last edited by Dia; 09/01/0901:04 AM.
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