Michelle is very funny, and makes me laugh all the time. It helps that we both feel free to be as silly as we like. I can't imagine living with a stuffy wife.
A few selected texts from yesterday:
Mike: Going to LJS for lunch. I think it's been a year since I went there. Mmwah!
Michelle: LJS?
Michelle: Long John Silver's? Hmm. Good luck. Enjoy!
Michelle: And yes, I looked it up.
Mike: Back at work. AC was broken at LJS, ugh. Loud guy was complaining about his child custody BS, ugh. Got gas. Tummy uncertain about near future. (Ugh)
Michelle: So... They've got a year to fix the AC then? As you exited, did you ring the bell and say "I'm out, bitches!"? That's what I imagined... Your car is happy about the gas I'm sure. Oh wait - maybe it's not the car we're talking about? You've got three bathrooms at work right? Tell tummy it's all good.
Mike: Gas for the car! And no, I'm keeping my discomfort on the DL.
(Well I thought it was funny, anyway.)
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