sometimes. like when i say things like "dustin, we're getting married, that means you have to shop with me everyday for the rest of your life."
i expected him to bolt out of the sheer terror of it all, but he did not. the stoic remained...stoic-esque. when i asked him about this he replied, "cause i know you are full of shit."
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Damn. I bet it's hard to win an argument with him. This calls for the old "french horns" song. Or, if necessary, start meowing "another one bites the dust".
Or. OR!!! Start singing that song from the commercial many years ago, "I feel like chicken tonight", complete with the chicken-ish movements. And use a whisk for punctuation. Nothing says "don't fuck with me" like an angry, singing, whisk-wielding bride-to-be.
lol bolt in terror!!
Kari, Dyl doesn't fall for those things either. Altho i got him a little freaked out when i told him that since we have a bigger house and i'm prego and getting all maternal and shit that i was going to use the 4th bedroom as a shrine to my new collection of nativity scenes!
Jege, is this why Dev is never phased by anything anymore? :)
Oh, he gets fazed alright. He just never does it in front of anyone else.
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