Bryan Bobble Head: WTF?!
Me: Layoff, it's late and I'm just hungry.
Bryan Bobblehead: WTF?!
Me: I'm heading out of town and I didn't have time to pick anything up so it was a freezer raid, so shut it.
Bryan Bobblehead: This meal of your falls as flat as a child's souffle. Unless it is my kid's souffle because they are glorious and he is following in the footsteps of greatness.
Me: I actually wouldn't doubt that for a second.
Bryan Bobblehead: WTF?
Me: Stop looking!
Bryan Bobblehead: I can't it's like a train wreck. If I wasn't already in a permanent state of glaring, I would cue my glare at you now.
Me: (SIGH)
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