"What's wrong Bill?"
"(Sniff, sniff) Nothing."
"Then would you mind getting of the floor and keeping the sobbing down to a dull moan?"
(Sniff, sniff) "Yes Ma'am."
"Good. That's mommy's good boy. It'll be OK, yes it will my little hubby-wubby. Did those meany-weeny Rascal Flatts boys make you have a sad face? Well, you just never mind them. There's a Lexapro in the cabinet upstairs and ice cream in the freezer..."
"Can I have the remote?"
"No."
(Sniff, sniff)
Whoa, gentle readers, that one snuck up on me. Ka-pow.
2 comments:
My friend Travis just mentioned how great this song is. I will google promptly.
Okay, I know you gave us fair warning, but that was too sad! It's not right for me to be bawling over my coffee cup on a Thursday morning!
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