Overheard In The Bedroom...
[Me:] How's your ankle?
[John:] Fine, but I sliced my foot open with a knife.
[Me:] ... what.
[John, grinning:] It was bound to happen eventually.
[Me:] How did you slice your foot open?
[John:] I was scratching it with the knife and doink! right into the heel.
[Me:] Thank god you weren't scratching your balls.
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