This exchange took place after a very rough day last week:
M: "Sometimes I feel like an unwanted side dish."
R: "Vegetables."
M: "What are you talking about?"
R: "You said you feel like vegetables."
M: ?
R: "In this house, an unwanted side dish is called vegetables."
M: "Then, yes. I feel like vegetables."
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Henceforth I shall never allege that I feel like "sh*t," I will say I feel like "vegetables."
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