Austin: I had enough
change to break a $20 for X the other day, so she bought me a Rice
Krispies treat. Out of the machine. You know, the good kind. Not the
crappy homemade kind.
Me: You're joking.
Austin: No, I like the malty kind with chemicals that are always chewy.
Me: Sometimes I don't know you.
Austin: What?
Me: Chemicals, seriously?
Austin: You know I like box macaroni and cheese with the cheese in a packet.
Me: Sometimes, when you talk about food, I'm so proud, then other times, you go to these dark places--
Austin: When I was a kid, I used to put my finger in a jar of mayonnaise and swipe it around the rim--
Me: Just stop.
Me: You're joking.
Austin: No, I like the malty kind with chemicals that are always chewy.
Me: Sometimes I don't know you.
Austin: What?
Me: Chemicals, seriously?
Austin: You know I like box macaroni and cheese with the cheese in a packet.
Me: Sometimes, when you talk about food, I'm so proud, then other times, you go to these dark places--
Austin: When I was a kid, I used to put my finger in a jar of mayonnaise and swipe it around the rim--
Me: Just stop.
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