I treated Deneen and I to some wine before meeting friends for dinner the other night.
She offered to pay but I didn’t let her.
"C'mon," I said, "You're always feeding me wine."
"Oh yeah, I guess I am." She agreed.
"Wait a second," I said, "You're ALWAYS feeding me wine? Am I that hard to live with that you’ve got to sauce me up all the time to make me more pleasant to be around?"
You: Mich, do you want some wine?
Me: Uh… no thanks.
You: Mich, have some wine. Seriously, HAVE SOME WINE...
It’s kind of like telling halitosis guy that he should have a mint…
2 comments:
Wine sure turns "cranky mich" into "smiling mich". Or was that Gin?
Can you spell the cure for PMS???
G-I-N
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