Just a typical night in our house. The menfolk are in the living room, sipping espressos, and discussing the works of Nietzsche's middle period.
Errrr, I mean they were all slouched on the couch like frat boys after a kegger, playing Guitar Hero 3.
Curt selects a song to play and calls to me from across the room.
"Hey hon. Who sings this?" His other favorite game is called 'Stump the spouse'.
"Um, I dunno."
"The Sex Pistols!"
I don't even get a chance to reply before Brett pipes up with "Oh My God, TMI Curt!"
"Brett, it's the name of the band."
"Yeah well, still. I mean, U C P!"
"Hunh?" both Curt and I are confused.
"Underage Children Present! And this underage child does not need to hear about your sex pistol life!"
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3 comments:
So funny!!! Thanks for keeping this going!
Secret agent Brett is too funny!!
I put you on my "Blogs I Read" list on my own blog - I hope you don't mind! You keep me laughing, and your blog is now one of my daily reads.
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