A conversation from the Weebug house, where the Husbeast was looking for something in the dresser:
Me: Whatcha looking for?
Husbeast: My brains.
Me: Generally speaking you don’t usually store them in the sock drawer.
Husbeast: Well maybe I put them there for safekeeping and forgot. You know, its safe place, its soft, its fuzzy…
Me: Well that certainly explains the lint between the ears.
Ahh, the joys of twenty years. And yes, we then collapsed in a fit of giggling.
Ever wonder what the inside of one of those little retractable measuring tapes looks like?
Well wonder no more!