June 21, 2005

Because I never tire of my own "wit"

Posted by pete at June 21, 2005 2:26 PM

Excerpt from a conversation with The Wife this morning about taking our daughter to her 18-month checkup:

Pete: So, you've got her for the doctor's appointment and the swim class afterward?
The Wife: Yeah, don't worry about me. Just go enjoy your zombie movie.
Pete: You know, I did take her to her last three appointments.
The Wife: The hell you did.
Pete: 9 month, one year, and the time she had that fever.
The Wife: Yeah? Well I gained [n] pounds and went through breastfeeding. Beat that.
Pete: Hey, it's not my fault god hates your sex.

I was expecting another expert right cross delivered to my already perma-bruised upper arm, but she actually laughed at that one.

He-heh...yeah...funny...um, Pete? I'd eat all my meals out for the next month or so.

--Posted by BabyJane on June 21, 2005 3:15 PM

Dude, I would have smacked you sideways. ;)

--Posted by Tracy on June 21, 2005 5:37 PM

Taking an 18-month-old has all the thrills, chills, and spills of a zombie movie. And you get to pay a lot more for it.

--Posted by andante on June 22, 2005 9:15 PM



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