Austin
and I both got new slippers.
Austin (regarding the soles): Mine are hard.
Me: Just like your-
Austin: I know what you're going to say.
I giggled because we've been predicting each other's pot shots lately.
Austin: My butt isn't hard.
Me: I wasn't going to say that. I was going to say your heart.
Austin: Oh. Well, you had your hand on it. I thought that's what you were going to say.
Me: No, just 'cause I was copping a feel doesn't mean I was going to call it hard. In fact, your butt's kind of gushy.
Austin (regarding the soles): Mine are hard.
Me: Just like your-
Austin: I know what you're going to say.
I giggled because we've been predicting each other's pot shots lately.
Austin: My butt isn't hard.
Me: I wasn't going to say that. I was going to say your heart.
Austin: Oh. Well, you had your hand on it. I thought that's what you were going to say.
Me: No, just 'cause I was copping a feel doesn't mean I was going to call it hard. In fact, your butt's kind of gushy.
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