Last night, I enjoyed a nice chilled glass of wine with my dinner. The dinner itself consisted of tator tots and chicken taquitos.
As we were fixing said dinner, this conversation was actually had.
Setting- our kitchen, sometime after American idol but before the 10 o'clock news, hubby and I are scrounging the fridge for a quick something to eat
Andy- Ugh.
Me- What's wrong?
Andy- This mustard. The top is crusty.
Me- Those stupid "no crust" tops do NOT work. In fact, they make it worse, cause then you can't even just wipe the top off. You gotta dig all the mess out of the little rubber flappies that are supposed to keep it clean. What a bunch of bullshit.
Andy- Shyeah.
Oh, my God. Will the lameness never end?
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3 comments:
LOVE IT!!!!! We have those conversations too.
I'm glad to know that there are other goofy couples out there!
Damn flappies!!!
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