Me: Baby, I'm going to work.
Vincent: Hmm...
[5 seconds passed]
Me: Where is my kiss???
Vincent: How am I supposed to know it?
Me: ......
Me: Where.is.my.kiss?
Vincent: Oh! [rolled over to reach my lips]
Me: I love you.
Vincent: [mumbling] I love you, too.
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Moral of the story: Don't ask any complicated questions that consist of more than three words to your sleeping man in the morning.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
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