So I got Austin tickets to Book of Mormon 4/22, his birthday. I was having such a good time pranking Austin
for his birthday, I just realized I wrapped both tickets up for him.
I can see it now:
Austin: Two tickets to Book of Mormon! I love it!
But it's late notice. I don't know who to bring with me.
I told Austin I realized a way he could abuse me with his birthday
gift.
Austin: How?
Me: I can't tell you. It's your birthday gift. But I posted it on FB, so if you do it, I'll post it there.
Austin: Well, if it's a blunt object, I'll hit you with it.
Austin: How?
Me: I can't tell you. It's your birthday gift. But I posted it on FB, so if you do it, I'll post it there.
Austin: Well, if it's a blunt object, I'll hit you with it.
Austin decided to open one of his gifts 4/21, the day before his birthday. I gave him the
choice of which gift to open. He discarded the Book of Mormon
tickets.
Austin: That's obviously a book.
I hollowed out an actual Book of Mormon and put the tickets inside.
Me: Any guesses what book it is?
He's working on the box with a T-shirt in it.
Me: What book have you wanted so bad that when I found it, I jumped
out of my skin and bought it for you a year ago?
Austin: Oh, that's cute!
Holds up Fallout Four tee with “My Wife Thinks I'm S.P.E.C.I.A.L.”
on it.
https://www.wish.com/c/5694d5ed2b85551bdead04e4 (if you want to see the shirt).
At Cooper's Hawk, Austin: Can I have your olive? I know you don't
like them.
Me: I like olives. I don't like the black ones.
Austin: Racist!
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