Me: Sorry I didn’t get up this morning. I heard you getting ready
for work, I just didn’t feel like getting up.
Austin: I figured that was it. Or you died. I’m glad it was the former.
Me: Well, if it was the latter, I couldn’t have made spaghetti sauce or painted the frame in the living room.
Austin: Well, yeah, if you were my zombie wife, you could still have done those things. And I’d actually be okay with that.
Me: But if I was a zombie, I’d starve. Because you have no brain.
Austin: But I’d have spaghetti.
Me: But what about me? What would I eat?
Austin: We have cats. Two of them the last I checked.
Austin: I figured that was it. Or you died. I’m glad it was the former.
Me: Well, if it was the latter, I couldn’t have made spaghetti sauce or painted the frame in the living room.
Austin: Well, yeah, if you were my zombie wife, you could still have done those things. And I’d actually be okay with that.
Me: But if I was a zombie, I’d starve. Because you have no brain.
Austin: But I’d have spaghetti.
Me: But what about me? What would I eat?
Austin: We have cats. Two of them the last I checked.
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