I haven't worn sexy
underwear for Austin for a while, so I made a point of buying some
lacy crotchless underwear for him. We had our sexy time, but he
really didn't seem all that impressed.
Me: I got them just for
you.
Austin, shrugging: I
like your regular underwear.
I wear cotton bikinis.
Sometimes solid color, sometimes lackluster patterns.
Me, a little
disappointed: Well, I guess I'll give them to a rummage sale.
Austin: You can't give
those to a church rummage sale.
Me: I only wore them
once. I washed them. They're clean.
Austin:
No, you can't have sexy underwear at church rummage sales.
Me: Nothing in the Bible
says I can't give sexy underwear to a church rummage sale.
Austin: Yes it does.
Me: I've read it. I
would have remembered a part about sexy underwear.
Austin: It's in an old
translation, like the Dead Sea Scrolls, that got lost from the
version we read.
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