So apparently, late at night, when the baby wakes us up, I sometimes speak incoherently.
These are a few of my highlights, so to speak.(typed up by my wife at 4:30 AM feeding)
These are a few of my highlights, so to speak.(typed up by my wife at 4:30 AM feeding)
"You gotta give it to the snow people, you know [like I'm(my wife) the dumb one], the ones at the iPad store. You plug the people in and they turn into a Lego monster."In my defense, with some of these I was interviewed by her as she fed the baby. Other ones, especially the browning the sausge, I have no explanation for.
Then later...
You, Angrily: "The snow people read your stats off your glasses!"
Me(wife): dafuq???
You: "The glasses on your face! They read your stats!"
Previous interview:
Going into the bathroom, after I asked you where you were randomly going: "I'm going in here to brown my sausage!
Me(wife): dafuq??? Why???
You: "because there's a skillet in there!"
Me(wife): what?! Why is there a skillet in there??
You, angrily: "BECAUSE IT'S GERMAN!!"
Upon me asking why you went downstairs and came back up empty handed:
"I had to put the cake in the microwave because that's where the portal to the people in the Philippines is. You know, the one where Bill Cosby lives."
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