Friday, evening, home.
The B: I feel like every single new episode of Law and Order has to make some grand proclamation about issues.
Me: (distracted, looking up skin diseases on Wikipedia): Mmm-hmmm.
The B: Like ... abortion.
Me: (still distracted, pretending not to be by singing a little song using the last word he's said) ABORTION! ABORTION! ABORRRRRRRTION!
(our foyer creaks)
Me: ... Wait. That means that our neighbors just came in.
The B: Yes.
Me: And therefore heard me singing the abortion song.
The B: Yes.
Me: How about that.
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